Malakai tensed, his eyes darting around. It felt like he was standing in emptiness.
"Calm down," Valentine said with a gentle voice. "I'm just trying to show you."
He pointed upward.
An image blinked into existence: a blue planet surrounded by the black expanse.
Earth.
Malakai's eyes narrowed.
Even though no human had stepped outside the Dome in generations, some knowledge of the past world had still been passed down through descendants. And among them were their solar system, their planet.
'The solar system,' Malakai muttered. 'Eight planets revolving around a star. Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, and Neptune.'
And this…
This was Earth.
The home of mankind.
The image zoomed in rapidly, blurring past cities, people, and noise, before stopping at a small, quiet farm on the outskirts of a town.
There, everything was peaceful. Silent.
Until a meteor blazed through the atmosphere, crashing into the field just in front of the house.
