The Heavy Legacy

Marcius woke with a start as he was made aware of his surroundings.

But contrary to his expectations of waking up in the real world, Marcius found himself floating endlessly in open space. A mixture of colors and energies swirled around him as he looked in all directions.

The colors were easy to discern. There was raging red and static blue that filled up most of the space in the void around him. Then, there was an additional color of faint white light that outlined some areas near the edge of the maximum possible distance Marcius could see with his eyes.

"I am not currently in the world of Rubrum, am I?" The heir of the Aemilia clan questioned into the seemingly empty void except for the endless expense of energies that flowed from one place to another without stopping.

"What a genius statement, declaring the obvious."