EXT. GRASSLAND TURNING POINT – DUSK
After a whole day of silent trekking, Na-mi and Yo-an finally emerged from the cedar woods.
Before them stretched a gently sloping hill, covered in soft grass.Unlike the dense, heavy forest, this landscape felt warm—almost tender.Clusters of small white flowers swayed lightly in the wind.
The sun was setting.An elongated orange-red hue stretched across the horizon.
Na-mi sat down, legs curled in front of her, and gently slid off her backpack.Yo-an stood at the top of the slope, eyes fixed on the distance.
YO-ANOm will still protect us, like he always did.We just have to keep going.
Na-mi said nothing.She watched a flower tremble slightly between blades of grass.
YO-AN (CONT'D)I used to think…If we found him, we'd get all the answers.
She replied softly:
NA-MIMaybe answers don't come from someone telling us.Maybe… we're meant to find them ourselves.Even Om might not know the truth.He just chose to trust humans—based on instinct.
A breeze swept over them.Carried within it, a distant, rhythmic hum.Like the fractured roar of faraway machinery.
Yo-an turned his head toward the south.
YO-ANDid you hear that?
Na-mi nodded.
She slowly stood.
NA-MIThe system is in the south.
YO-ANYou want to go?
She looked at him, calm and steady.
NA-MIWe should go.
They stood side by side, on the grassy hill.Behind them—the forest was already far away.
They had reached a fork in the path.
22. EXT. EDGE OF THE HILL OF LIGHT – PRE-DAWN
The sky was still dark, just touched with a faint gray glow.Na-mi and Yo-an moved along a rocky trail, the slope steepening, vegetation growing sparse.
They arrived at a clearing.A broad incline stretched southward.
Strange silver-white lines were embedded in the ground—Vein-like, spreading outward like metal roots.Every few meters, a small, round reflective port sat flush in the earth—Hints of a machine network hidden beneath.
Na-mi knelt, pressing her palm to the soil.She could feel a faint, steady vibration.
YO-ANWe're here.
She nodded.
Ahead was a sheer cliff.Across the gap lay a vast, softly glowing expanse—their first glimpse of the System Light.
It wasn't natural.But it wasn't entirely artificial either.
It was a cold, white luminescence.Steady, unblinking.A curtain of light stretched across the land—Like a massive, frozen radio wave.
YO-ANIt looks like…A sheet of thin ice covering everything.
Na-mi stared into the light, trying to make out its structures—The outline of towers, embedded corridors, distributed platforms.This was the inner layer of the system.
They stood at the summit.Wind rushed past their ears,But the sea of light didn't move.
NA-MIThis is its heart.
They stood at the threshold—Between darkness and light.And said nothing.
YO-ANAre you afraid?
Na-mi gazed across the endless white expanse.
NA-MII see the fear in me.But I choose to face it.I have to keep moving.
She turned to him.
NA-MIWill you come with me?
Yo-an nodded.The reflection of the Hill of Light shimmered in his eyes.
The wind still blew.