A man is surfing in slow motion.

As the female warrior spreads her carbon-fiber wings, her mechanical eye bursts with a red flash. She leaps into the air, spinning 360 degrees. A cluster of glowing mushrooms pulses in sync with her movements, while the control panel of a rocket wreck suddenly lights up in red. The camera rapidly tilts up from a ground-level close-up of the mushrooms to the sky, circles around the flying warrior, then pulls down to reveal a panoramic view of the forest.

In a realistic close-up, the explorer steps precisely on a rune, guided by the markings of her compass. The folds at the knees of her dark gray utility pants stretch with the motion. Warm torchlight in her left hand casts shifting shadows across her cheekbones. As the final rune illuminates, glowing cracks split open the ground, and data particles—like fireflies—attach to the bracelet on her right wrist. In slow motion, the particles flow along engraved star-map lines. She loses balance and drops to one knee, amber eyes reflecting the branded tech imagery within the glowing fissure. A small mole near the corner of her mouth trembles into sharper focus.

Fixed camera shot, two characters are having a conversation. First, it cuts to a close-up of the character on the left, then switches to a close-up of the character on the right.

An old man in a deep purple velvet cloak with white hair, holding a bronze candlestick; at the wave of his hand, ancient books on the shelves float and circle, fluorescent butterflies flying out from open pages; a cobweb-covered Gothic bookstore, colored glass letting in twilight; camera rotates 360 degrees upward around the old man, showing a vortex of books; dark purple tone with magic particle trails