One morning, as Alex was getting ready for another day in the new world, something strange happened. He had just pulled on his worn leather boots, tightened his belt around his waist, and was preparing for what he thought would be an ordinary day. But suddenly, a sensation washed over him, like a shift in the air that made the world feel unsteady. He blinked, feeling a dizziness that overtook him, and before he could steady himself, he fell—not onto the familiar wooden floor of his home, but into a void.
The ground beneath him disappeared as he tumbled into the darkness, weightless and suspended. The world as he knew it dissolved into an expanse of swirling light, soft yet blinding, surrounding him on all sides. He reached out instinctively for his katana, but his hand grasped at nothing—there was no weapon here, no sense of physical reality.
His heart raced. "What is this place?" he muttered, his voice echoing strangely in the empty space.