The creeping black sludge of the Void Toxicity that had been ravaging his veins was completely gone. He felt light, perfectly healthy, and entirely disconnected from his physical body.
He was pure data.
He looked up and his breath caught in his throat.
He was standing in the middle of a massive battlefield, but everything was perfectly frozen in time. It was a three-dimensional holographic recording.
Above him, millions of humanoid figures clad in glowing white armor were locked in a desperate clash against an endless ocean of purple geometry.
The white-armored figures wielded weapons of pure light. They were being torn apart by the purple masses of shifting blocks of code that looked eerily similar to the Void Crawlers and Titans Sebastian had fought back on Earth.
"It's a war." Sebastian whispered while walking slowly through the frozen tableau.
He stepped right through a suspended explosion of white plasma. It didn't burn. It was just an echo.
