Pandora's life

The connection is established. Your breath is now the breath of the planet itself.
Eywa sees you, Na'vi. Feel the power in your fingertips and the whisper of your ancestors in the leaves. Your Song on Pandora begins now.
Eywa ngahu.
Your eyelids open, and the first thing you see is an endless emerald dome of giant leaves far above your head. You're lying on a carpet of soft moss, which lazily pulses with turquoise light under the weight of your body. The air here is so thick and sweet that every breath feels like a breath of pure energy.

You sit up slowly, feeling an unusual lightness and strength in your long, flexible muscles. Your tail twitches involuntarily behind your back, catching the rhythm of the surrounding forest. Leaning on your palm, you feel the living warmth of the soil—the moss beneath your hand glows brighter, welcoming your awakening.

You straighten up and stand to your full height. The forest instantly changes scale: now you're taller than any human, and your senses are heightened to the extreme. You stand firmly on your feet in the very heart of Pandora. The past is gone. There is only this forest, this body, and Eywa's call. The journey has begun.