Sky View

Somewhere on the edge of all realities lay the town of Lavillia. Its winding streets curled through forest trees and listened to the whisper of waves. But there was one street unlike any other.

It didn’t bloom like Floral Street, nor did it boast a Victorian park like Astoria. Instead, it was home to the most romantic souls. Their hearts never stopped believing, and their spirits knew — without a shadow of doubt — that those cotton-soft sunset clouds were, in fact, the perfect place to live.

The houses on this street rested gently atop rose-lilac clouds. From every window stretched breathtaking views: the color-stained mornings, the quiet fading of dusk. Here, the stars felt closer. Brighter.

This is where the true romantics lived — those who always knew that something in ordinary reality was missing… and came here to find it.