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 Maze Of Towering Trees
The light would subside as I entered it, giving my eyes a break. As for the rest of me, I wouldn't be given such a luxury. Opening my eyes to the world I had thought to maybe be some kind of facility. I was instead looking at branches and leaves, lush and abundant. Form a canopy of trees I was being tossed at deadly speeds. It was quite dense as well, so by the time I could react, I was already slamming into a branch. With cracks and snaps, I would be flashed off the thick branch, no better than before. Not wanting to fall to my death though, I would try again.