"Haa, where am I?"
Dhae'mire asked as he got up, his hand holding his head in slight pain; but as his eyes settled, he soon saw what lay bare before him, he had seen many things in his lifetime, but this was something new for sure.
"What even is this place?"
He said, as he got up, to look around, his vision took in the sight before him.
When he opened his eyes again, the nothingness had given way to an alien sky, stained crimson and filled with swirling gas formations that defied the laws of gravity.
Pulsating auroras, not unlike those he had seen in the queen's land of coordinates, but far more grotesque; instead of an otherwordly beauty, what was before him was the definition of a weird nightmare.
Rippled like torn veins across the sky, dripping with luminous fluid. The sun was a cracked orb, leaking molten light that fell in slow motion, forming bizarre rivers of glowing magma across the land.
