With a sudden rush of exhilaration, the air around him seemed to transform into a revitalizing elixir, caressing his skin and rekindling his senses.
Slowly, he began to regain control of his body, the sensation of life coursing through his fingertips. A gentle turn of his head sent a surge of excitement surging through him as he reconnected with the world. The sensation of air against his skin was nothing short of euphoria.
In an instant, MK's eyes flew open, revealing a room that was nothing short of extraordinary. It was a realm of vibrant colors and captivating energy, a space utterly unfamiliar yet undeniably captivating. The walls adorned with vividly painted stripes seemed to pulse with life. This was the Zoar.
