Outside Creation
Loki landed with a heavy thud, their head immediately pounding with a sharp headache. They shook it off, observing the vast whiteness surrounding them.
"Gods, Rose…" They mumbled, pushing stray strands of their hair aside. "What new hell is this?"
They could sense the others out there… somewhere. But something was very off.
It was almost as if each time they tried moving toward the beats of resonance from the others' links, something would tangle them, making it impossible to pinpoint any of them at all.
"Ambrose?!" They called out. "Valentine?! Gabriel? Anyone out there? My lungs aren't built for so much screaming."
Nothing and no one answered.
The lord of chaos blew raspberries, trying to recall the system's mission.
Find the First Born items… which were definitely those objects that whooshed into the Rift before any of them knew what was happening.
