First Level of Profound Unity

A young man, a pine tree, and a crystal clear pond. 

Morning dew sprinkled down on the young man, damping his white shirt and blue track pants. He breathed in deeply and breathed out easily, faint streams of milky white mist jetted from his nostrils. 

He slowly stretched out a hand and pressed down with it. 

The gesture was seamless, silent, and disharmonious with the image of serene stillness. However, the moment the young man pressed down with his hand, a ripple of energy radiated omnidirectionally before descending into the pool. 

The energy was a swirl of faint black and white intertwined at first, but as it stretched then from the young man's hand, it adopted an illusory, invisible presence.

The small fish scurried in all directions, flustered. However, an invisible force pressed down on them, albeit gently, and pushed them into the depths of the pool.