Deep within the labyrinthine corridors of Jerez's Arena, a place where legends were born and the fabric of reality was said to be woven, there existed an eternal realm known simply as V1201. It was a sector shrouded in mystery, where only the most courageous or the most foolhardy dared to tread. Among them was a young woman named Alice, whose name echoed through the annals of history as the seeker of the unattainable.
A daisy.
Alice smiled. It was not a kind smile.