Instant Inspiration
Purgatory was an odd space.
Ves could immediately tell that he was no longer in a normal place as soon as the shuttle entered the other side of the portal.
There was something… different to his senses that only more sensitive people such as himself would notice.
It was as if he had long lived in a realm where his body was completely aligned to a specific frequency.
Now that he had entered a different space, the frequency of the new environment was a little… off. The difference was relatively minute and his body and mind did not become negatively affected by this change, but it still produced a sense of discordance that was hard to describe.
Ves had no idea whether this would produce any negative side effects. For now, it was like a faint high-pitched tone in his ear that would never fade away but one that he could easily disregard as long as he did not concentrate on it. The altered frequency only became a detriment if he considered it a bother.