Lightning rumbles with a deafening roar, and the winds swirl with immense speed, covering the surface with sand. The sky lights up with each crack of lightning, but it is not our sky; it is a deep pink hue that brightens with every strike. Amidst the chaos, Ahnaf awakens. He looks around, trying to make sense of his surroundings. Around him lie the broken structures of lost civilizations—some European, some Greek, some Asian. There are buildings, temples, small houses, massive skyscrapers, and towers. Some structures are thousands of years old, while others appear as if they were built yesterday, and some seem to be from a distant future. Everything is scattered and out of place on a vast ocean of sand; it is a desert. Ahnaf finds himself standing atop a broken colosseum, unlike any in our world, as it is far larger and covers a wide area.
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