EFFORIA WORLD AT WAR
He hasn't had the best life, in fact, some would argue that his life couldn't have been worse, but there's still hope, even for a nihilist. As when an expedition to colonize the moon quickly turns into a disaster, he is swallowed whole by an anomaly and spat out somewhere completely different. Here one can conjure flames with words and summon thunderclouds with a shout, but it's not all fantasia and ecstasy. The world seemed peaceful enough, but as he learns more and more. He realizes everything he sees is a facade, and what's truly underneath is a civilization built on blood and war. In fact, the whole world is in a state of war, fueling the coming of Ragnarök.
A Shell Of Greatness
It was odd, as she'd try it again, her manipulation of reality, but it wasn't the same. I was no longer dampening my senses, and as a result, I could see her do it, or rather, I could see her try. She'd flicker in and out reality, but I'd still be able to see her, approaching me.
It would become apparent to everyone, and even her that I could see her. There was an awkward silence for a few seconds before she unveiled herself, but she didn't seem quite bothered, a little annoyed, but nothing else.
I would be instructed to return to shore, and so I would, teleporting instinctually. I had managed to confuse myself, as I thought my magic was useless, but it was apparent that not all my magic was useless.