One world, one birthplace. And one Atlantis…

Could we truly exist and persevere in this world without the Divine
Light, and the nurturing care of the boundless love of a mother?
Each of us was once a minuscule and fragile being, utterly dependent
on love and care to thrive. Yet upon reaching adulthood, we
sometimes succumb to illusions about our own strength – delusions
of status, power, wealth, and fame. Driven by these fantasies, we
drift away from compassion, inciting conflict and devastating wars,
tearing apart families, inflicting grief upon mothers and even those
tiny, fragile beings, forgetting that we were once just like them.

In a remote valley where light and shadow intertwine, there lived a father named Micae. He was not merely a shepherd but a guardian of life’s profound secrets. He had four sons, whom he named after four noble virtues: Humility, Integrity, Order, and Compassion.Beside his four sons, Micae’s only wealth was a flock of 17 sheep. In his eyes, the flock was a miniature universe where each sheep held its own place and purpose. Yet, within the flock, there was a poor sheep with a withered leg. Because of its limp, it always moved slowly and often fell behind, drifting away from the protection and watchful eyes of the group.