Getting news.

A bus slowly runs through the long road. Unlike every other ride, till followed a route out of the city. Going over a licensed track suited for its standard, passing through different buildings in the capital.

Outside the imperial city, was the valley of rocks. An entire valley with steep rocks with impeccable arrangements, anyone seeing the place would instantly marvel at the wonders of nature. Though the place was nature, yet organized by the intelligence of a single man; the oracle.

Waste valley and mountain of rocks, piled up and probably unhabitable.

The oracle symbolizes a vast network of intellectual men, ever growing people with diversity in ideas for generating waters from a bed of rocks. These ideas developed the piece of rocks into an actual world, an individual settlement founded by the ever living oracle.