It's... well, it's like any other world, I guess. What it's like depends on where you are and where you're from.

[He shrugged his shoulders, a lazy-looking gesture.]

I'm from Lucis, and it was... beautiful. [It's the first word that comes to mind, flashing through with the imagery of his memories. Expansive grassy plains, the cool, reflective water of his many fishing spots. Galdin Quay and its sands, warm and inviting, even if it did get in every crevice imaginable.

Now? It was only ruined with the dark. Smothered with it.]

Beyond the city, there were still places where nature was practically untouched. All the kind of thing you'd want to take photos of, you know?