First Trial
Alex landed on the island, the ground beneath his feet cracking under the impact, with the surrounding gravity settling to around 40 from the initial 100Gs he experienced in the sky.
The terrain around him was surreal, filled with short and wide trees with pitch-dark bark, their twisted roots gripping the ground as if resisting the crushing gravity.
The sky above was an ashy grey, filled with patchy clouds that drifted lazily, offering no glimpse of any celestial bodies, and below lay an abyss of darkness, a seemingly endless void.
Despite the ominous surroundings, the entire area was bathed in a cold, dry light, not the bright light from the sun or the cool light from the moon but a dim, harsh illumination that barely pierced the gloom.