I love the idea—imagine walking through a marble coliseum while the stars blink neon in the sky. It would be a cinematic dream and a living history lesson, but we'd have to make sure the tech doesn’t overwhelm the architecture. If the neon lights don’t clash with the stone, we could really make that blend feel authentic. Just remember to keep the dialogue on the characters grounded; otherwise the whole thing might feel like a glossy museum exhibit instead of a believable world.

First scene: the sunrise over a marble amphitheatre, but the light is not golden, it’s the soft glow of nano‑holograms that ripple like waves across the stone. A lone gladiator practices his stance, his armor faintly pulsing with neon veins. Nearby, an elder senator, draped in togas, holds a crystal orb that projects star charts into the sky, whispering strategies as if the cosmos were a living map. The air hums with ancient Latin and distant, metallic echoes—old and new entwined without one drowning the other. That’s the beat I’d want to set.