The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A swirling vortex of pink and purple clouds churns above a massive, half-submerged library, its concrete structure overgrown with thick, electric blue moss. Umm, the air's thick with humidity and the smell of damp paper, like... the air pressure's pretty high here. The Sephirot is etched into the walls in pulsing silver letters, while Twitch streams of obscure fighting games echo through the air, the commentary somehow embedded in the walls themselves. Water flows upward from the ground, forming a massive wave frozen in mid-air above the library's entrance.