As they stepped through the portal to the eighth floor, the first thing they noticed was the disorienting sensation of weightlessness. The ground beneath them seemed to vanish, leaving them floating in an endless void of swirling colors and shapes. A strange force tugged at their bodies, as if gravity itself couldn't make up its mind about which direction to pull them.
"I'm… upside down?" Drakken muttered, his wings flapping erratically as he tried to gain control.
"No," Selene corrected, though she sounded unsure herself. "We're all… upside down."
It wasn't just their perception; the world around them seemed to shift and warp as if the rules of physics had been rewritten. The trees—if you could call the twisted structures 'trees'—grew from above them, hanging down into the void like roots of a gigantic cosmic plant. Every time they blinked, the world seemed to tilt, and what was once 'up' became 'down,' leaving them all unsettled.
