MARCEL'S POV:-
For starters, this world is f**ked up in every sense. There is no sense of direction, not even ways to determine what's straight.
'You are bound to get lost in this world if you don't have a way to determine the accurate or precise direction…' I think as I find myself surrounded by the strange atmosphere this place has.
Explaining it in simple terms, a single step might take you 1000s kilometres ahead while the next step might not even be a metre long. The fact that the destination, directions and path were all disoriented against common sense made it worse. Adding the sense of taste, smell, touch and all the other senses to the equation, with the randomness and you get what I am currently going through: total absurdity.
'Sigh… never have I been more thankful for my powers than I am right now,' I think as I begin chanting,
