As Ashok stepped inside the spatial tear, he immediately noticed something unusual. His feet sank into the surface, but it wasn't like any ground he'd ever felt before. It was as if he were standing on a cloud-soft, weightless, and impossibly smooth.
His senses were momentarily thrown off, as there was no solid earth beneath him, no resistance from the usual floor.
Ashok gazed down to see that he was standing on a translucent, bubble-like mat that seemed to undulate beneath his feet. The texture absorbed the entire weight of his step without any resistance, gently cradling him like a cushion, but somehow, it didn't made him lose his balance.
Ashok marveled at the sensation, feeling the mat's subtle movements with each shift of his weight. It wasn't just a surface—it felt as though his entire foot was being massaged, the pressure points of his feet relaxed by a perfect touch, even through his shoes.
