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In the distance was a towering mountain, a huge chunk of rock piercing through the dark, puffy clouds on a grey, gloomy sky. The land was barren of any development, save for a few tribal villages neighboring the mountain range and foreign, alien ships hovering just above them. Wind blew like rain would be coming soon. The wooden, primitive structures were empty, the inhabitants being away...

Bowing down to a hooded, robed figure. Multitudes of people gathered as a crowd below a tall cliff chanted their "god's" name repeatedly as it began to raise its hands up the sky. Iron, concrete and many other materials from the ground collected together into a huge amount of geometrical pieces, and the mountain fell down into dust. The pieces gathered on the flattened ground, forming [i]an entire city[/i] from those resources. And once again, the tribesmen and the advanced civilizations within their ships in the sky chanted.

[b][i]"Retsukuu Yomo!"[/i][/b]

The alternate, habitable dimension on which the Deity was exiled, now turning into a home by one of the last traces of a fallen civilization's great power with the blind faith of her civilizations.