The ocean breeze gently caressed my face as I admired the ocean before me.
My current location was the island where it all started.
'This place is nostalgic ,' I pondered silently.
The impact of my previous action remained, noticeable in the chaotic space fluctuation below me.
While it was invisible to others, the effect was severe; an ordinary human setting foot on this ground would face total annihilation.
The space would initially tear through the skin, causing severe physical trauma.
Next the victim would experience excruciating pain as every bone and fiber of their body twisted, akin to being caught in a meat grinder.
Such consequences was the result of me creating a small world in a hurry.
'Let's fix this first,' I mused as I raised my hands in order to stabilized the space .
It would be much faster for me to travel between worlds with a more stable fluctuation.
