Ive took a step forward, tracing his fingers along the cool, misted grass. They buzzed faintly beneath his hand, like distant voices locked in stone, remnants of a language from the other side. We follow Ive, Ida, Ila, and Iverson through a land drained by the Giant. Both Planes coiled together here, invisible but unmistakable—the place where he was most himself yet also… something beyond that, something he hadn’t fully met yet.

The Giant’s Plane was famine and fire. Crops wrecked and families run slimmer and slimmer. Plague of Fire marked a time of devastating transformation, reshaping the land and the beings within them. sorrow ignited, fueling the plague that swept through families and nations, leaving their place of worship, travel, and trade scorched and dusted. Those left reaped little to nothing and were forced into poverty.

In Ida’s Plane, he sometimes glimpsed memories that didn’t belong to him: a woman laughing, an old man’s hands clasping a child’s, faces he knew but had never met. This world gathered fragments of lives lived, distilling them into gestures, moments, and quiet murmurs. He felt part of it, as if it recognized him too. The only thing missing from Ida’s Plane was Ida.