"The oldest trick in the book," Victor groaned while dragging a hand down his face. "Are you seriously trying to trap a Void Emperor in a space loop?"
He snorted.
"Cute."
Victor inhaled slowly, then activated his Void Emperor Bloodline.
At once, his body reacted with his long white hair rising weightlessly as glowing arrow-like markings illuminated his form. Space trembled around him like stretched cloth, and the entire chamber suddenly… changed.
Not physically.
But in perception.
The whirring sound was no longer sound. It was displacement.
Temporal displacement.
Small shoals of symbols that looked like translucent markings drifted through the air like swimming fish.
They shifted and phased in and out of reality. Whenever one of these touched a person, it reset their position to a "checkpoint," making them repeat the same path endlessly.
To someone without spatial sensitivity, it was perfect.
To Victor?
It was like walking into a room full of people waving neon signs.
