Tell them, Shigeo !

On the outskirts of Almeria, on the idyllic-looking island of Exodus, scars from recent events still lingered beneath the surface.

At the heart of this green haven, nestled in a clearing, stood Genesis Academy : a massive stronghold of knowledge and power, where the future pillars of the world were being forged under great expectations.

The main building, made of white stone and stained glass, rose like a modern castle—something between an old fortress and a futuristic megastructure.

All around, Genesis flags flew proudly : a sky-blue circle with a white "G" at the center.

Simple, almost as if the institution wanted to ignore the complexity of the real world. But inside these walls, nothing was simple.

The gardens were silent, the benches empty, the dorms still unoccupied.