"Splinter!" A voice called from outside his body. "Splinter, awaken, now! We have much to discuss."
Splinter's eyelids parted, a man with tan skin and dark hair arose from slumber, grasping hold of his cold, young hands. He then pulled Splinter upward, too, with him, gathering near a window. The room seemed to be made entirely of steel.
"Wake up, sleepy head."
Splinter nodded his head and slowly got up, reaching over to the window.
"Alright, alright, damn it. Give me a break! I just woke up! Damn you, Aurdensah."
Asahi's phantom phased through the wall, slowly emerging in the room as if he were a ghost. It was made of steel, more advanced then the world he was in. Something was off. Asahi was confused to see such a construct within the world he once owned.
Beyond him was a sight unlike anything they had ever seen before.
