The jungle was slowly waking under a soft golden hue, dew still shimmering on leaves like scattered pearls. Aamir walked beside Vyuk, the two of them silently treading across the grassy floor as birds chirped from the canopy above.
Without warning, Vyuk reached up and plucked a single leaf from a branch that hung low. He held it up between his fingers and said, "You know… everything in this world is connected, Aamir. In ways most people never even notice."
Aamir looked at him curiously. "Connected? How?"
Vyuk smiled faintly, twirling the leaf.
"Take the food chain, for example. We survive by feasting on each other—plants feed beasts, beasts feed other beasts, and sometimes… humans feed both. But it's not just about survival. It's about life force. Everything that exists… carries it. That Pran is the thread. The core. And the more you understand it, the more you realize—"
Aamir interrupted, "So if I manage to control that life force… if I could fully grasp that thread…?"
