'Aura. Please tell me you know where the heck we are.'
[Well, you were right. This isn't Earth.]
'I swear to God if you don't tell me something I—'
[Scanning mechanics fully online.]
That notification made Ambrose blink.
'Scanning mechanics?' He repeated. 'You mean the same scanning option you couldn't utilize in finding the black key because of dimensional interference?'
Was this AI fucking with him right now?!
Aura didn't answer, instead flashing another screen.
[Scanning complete. The host appears to be in a world with scattered traces of life. It's about half the size of Earth with multiple cities—which, as you can see, have been reduced to wastelands.]
Ambrose's eyes swept past the buildings ahead of him. Most were made of stone, but he also spotted some made with glass and crystals he couldn't name for the life of him.
Yet all of them were wrecked, reduced to nothing but skeletons of their former glory.
