A young man, though an old soul, materializes from seemingly nothing. That, of course, would look like magic to anyone unfamiliar with the El'yon, men having learned long ago that matter, energy, space, and time are all interchangeable with one another. Body appears. Flesh. The man is naked. He has a wild look in his eyes that settles down once he realizes the green grass was not quite too blue. His eyes flutter as he feels the celestial energies rushing apart and through him. Stepping through a Jump Gate was no easy task, and not for the weak. Inhale. Deep. Exhale. Deep. Yes. There it is. Dawn appears with a purplish tinge on the horizon. He is home.