The void swirled around Innocence like a cosmic washing machine, colors and shapes blending into a dizzying kaleidoscope.
Innocence felt like they were being turned inside out, sideways, and maybe even a little bit diagonal.
*Whoa, talk about an extreme makeover!* Innocence thought to their imaginary audience. *Is this what it feels like to be a butterfly?
Because if so, those caterpillars deserve a medal!*
As the swirling chaos reached its peak, Innocence heard a sound.
It wasn't quite a 'pop', not really a 'bang', but something in between.
Like the sound reality might make if you tickled it.
And then, just like that, everything stopped.
Innocence blinked, trying to get their bearings.
They were still in the Dream Dojo, but everything looked... different.
Sharper, somehow.
More vivid.
Like someone had cranked up the 'awesome' dial on the universe.
