Whoosh!
The wind whistled and hissed as it rushed past Alex's face.
A few hours had passed since he had made his way to the surface 'safely', and he already noticed quite a few changed compared to when he was back on the floating island.
First was the fact that this place was completely barren.
Like not even a single piece of vegetation barren…
The entire piece of land for as far as the eye could see was just a deep, flat piece of exposed rock.
There weren't even any mountains in sight or anything!
It was just one massive, open plain of rock that seemed to continue on endlessly.
And after hours of constantly running, a theory had made its way into Alex's head about this place.
"The surface that I'm on right now isn't really the surface, but the crust…"
