The earth begins to reclaim itself slowly. Cracks in the old world fill with green, rivers carve paths that weren’t there before, and life creeps back into places abandoned long ago. There’s a rhythm to it, steady and deliberate, moving without hurry or fanfare. The old signs of humanity fade as nature asserts itself, reshaping the world quietly but completely. In this stillness, there’s a strange kind of balance — a reminder that even after everything falls, life finds a way to continue.