The morning sun sent a pale light over the sprawling trees.
The frogs were croaking, the wild hares began stepping out of their boroughs, and the lizards on the forest floors began competing in hip-hop battles as they bobbed their heads in all directions.
Mother nature seemed to be in one hell of a fine mood today. And as usual, only humans could truly disrupt her blissfulness.
VRMMMMM~
Groups of reporters stormed through the roads, determined to get the biggest scoop or hoax, depending on how one saw it.
Ah yes~... Nature sure was beautiful. However, she could be even more beautifully enjoyed if the roads were smoother.
"Dammit, my back is killing me."
"Your back? What about my butt? What sort of dungeon are we heading to?"
"Hmph! Technology of the future, my ass!"
"Yeah. That Boss Gort is really bold to say his creation is one that cannot be out-bested by anyone else but himself for the next hundreds of years."
