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.
The Military Grade Facility
As we walked closer to the looming building, I had a thought, or several. If there was an edge, and Daniel had been pushed from it, then how were we still, how were we stationary. She had made it clear that no matter where you jumped from that you'd end up where you started. If she was correct, which I was inclined to believe she was, then why did he end up where he started. It meant we were still relative to everything around us, well, the emptiness that was around us. If this was true, and there was only emptiness around us, then what were we perched on, what kept us still.
We came up to our destination, but we did not enter, no door fell in, no door slid to the side, we were to the back, we'd have to make our way around the thing. The door, if it could have been called that, was but an insignificant indent plastered on the surface of the large metallic, black box.