In ancient tales, it is said that some paths reveal themselves only to those who have lost their way.
Some hearts awaken only when the rhythm of the world shatters for a fleeting moment.
A small stone, suspended by an ancient thread… may carry within it the fate of an entire nation.
The truth is, everything begins when human paths intersect… even under a cloudy sky, in an airport where no one knows that this journey is not merely a trip, but the end of one world and the beginning of another… a temporal whirlpool never seen before.