The glass crater of the first floor dissolved into a cascade of blue pixels. The heat of the jungle faded, replaced by a cool breeze.
Sebastian pushed himself up from the floor, his joints popping in protest. He was standing in a completely different environment.
It wasn't a combat zone. It was a massive circular chamber constructed entirely of polished brass and glowing blue crystals.
The walls were lined with thousands of massive interlocking gears that slowly ground against each other with a deep ticking sound.
TICK! TOCK! TICK! TOCK!
It sounded like the inside of a massive pocket watch.
"Congratulations on surviving yourself, Anomaly." A voice echoed through the chamber.
Sebastian turned.
Sitting in the center of the room behind an ornate desk was an NPC. He was an incredibly old man. His skin was pale and stretched tight over a skeletal frame.
He wore robes of deep midnight blue, embroidered with constellations that actually moved and shifted across the fabric.
