The world broke apart around him again, dissolving into light that swallowed the last traces of the citadel, the battlefield, the echo of Phase 2's chaos. For a moment he floated in that blank space, weightless, no floor beneath him, nothing to hear except that low rumble the system always made when it stitched a new world under his feet.
In a way, this experience was similar to whenever he was about to witness a new prophecy or had a vision.
Then, the light folded inward, everything snapped back into place like glass rearranging itself, and he found himself standing on a metal platform deep underground.
He didn't need to check the HUD to know the place was huge. The ceiling stretched up into darkness and only the glowing red strips set into the columns hinted at how tall the space was. Giant metro tracks curved around each other like a knot of serpents.
