『✦ The Forgotten Trickster is amused by your performance. ✦』
⟦ You have been granted an Audience. ⟧
That was the last thing I saw before everything went dark.
After I opened my eyes again, I was somewhere else entirely.
My body felt light… Almost too light as if gravity—that possessive little yandere—stopped loving me and moved on. Can't say I didn't miss her.
I was literally floating in some weird-ass place. The world around me looked like it had been painted by someone who desperately needed therapy.
Everything was red.
Crimson rings floated around me, etched with some bizarre symbols that pulsed like a heartbeat.
Cards floated in the air—dozens of them, maybe hundreds—each one spinning slowly, their surfaces etched with arcane designs I didn't recognize. Some floated lazily. Others vanished into sparks, only to reappear again somewhere else.
My head ached every time I tried to see what was on them.
The space didn't have walls or a ceiling.
