The serene white place around him fractured like glass, even the place he stood upon, which was already white and felt like was not there, shattered into fragments.
Then, these fragments bloomed into millions and millions of light. Hide imagined this would what time travel look like if it was possible. And maybe it was, he just didn't know and understand.
There was no up, no down, and no concept of momentum. Space folded over itself in impossible, non-Euclidean angles, warping the passage of time until seconds felt like centuries.
Yet, before Hide's combat reflexes could even calculate a landing, the violent turbulence ceased instantly.
THUD.
