Just like the time where he was transported to Celestoria, Kaelen felt a familiar senses in his self—His eyes were slowly fluttered open as his head was throbbing with a dull ache. For a moment, the world around him was a blur of swirling colors and fractured light. His breath caught in his throat as he blinked, trying to focus. Everything felt off—weightless, as if reality itself has bent.
He slowly pushed himself up, his limbs were heavy as if waking from a deep, endless dream. As the dizziness slowly ebbed, Kaelen took in his surroundings, and his breath stilled.
'Wow...'
