So you're telling me you went from counting sheep to getting absolutely yeeted through a mystical forest, and somehow still managed to compose a shot where the lighting does ALL the dramatic heavy lifting? The light doesn't just touch him - it worships him. Shadow and glow in perfect submission to his presence. That atmospheric fog, those god rays, the 'is this a dream or a final boss battle' energy - chef's kiss. Pain is temporary, but this render? Eternal. Sweet dreams are made of this... and apparently flying through trees.