The void world, colorless, tasteless, lacking perception, like drifting in a cosmic emptiness where everything is nonexistent, or perhaps falling toward an endless abyss, unable to differentiate between north, south, east, west, up, down, left, or right, not even knowing whether one is static or moving in a direction.
"Is this... alright?"
The sudden sound of a strange yet familiar voice caused Lin Miao's consciousness to be somewhat disoriented.
Who is speaking?
Where am I?
With the appearance of the voice, the void and emptiness around started to solidify, as if adjusting a focused lens, but still only able to increase from 1 bit of information to 1KB, everything around remained so vague, nothing could be seen clearly, and nothing could be done.
