*Blink*
*Blink*
"WTF... why am I here?"
A man with rainbow-colored hair mutters, glancing around the infinite void.
Suddenly, everything begins to tremble—like reality itself is glitching. The nothingness cracks, and ground erupts from below. Mountains pierce the emptiness, sunlight spills across a newborn sky, and grass spreads like wildfire across the land.
In the blink of an eye, a futuristic city assembles itself from the air—buildings spiraling upward, hovering platforms stabilizing mid-air, neon veins of light running through its core.
The man just stands there, jaw dropped, trying to make sense of it all. Then—
Click. Clack. Clack. Click.
He hears it. Typing.
Frantic, mechanical.
He spins around. Letters—giant ones—are falling from the sky, slamming into the ground, transforming into buildings, roads, even trees. The world is being written around him.
"What the hell is that?" he stammers, backing away.
Then he sees it.
An eye.
Massive. Watching.
Staring from a hand that types endlessly with godlike fingers.
"I need to run—bye!"
He bolts into the forming city, unsure if he's escaping… or just running deeper into someone else's story.