Origin Realm
The burst of white faded slowly, like fog pulled back by a gentle wind. Then… colors. Not just colors like blue or red or green—but ones that felt alive. Colors that didn't have names. Colors that shimmered and shifted the longer you stared.
Joshua landed first.
Not hard. Not soft either. Just landed, like the realm decided gravity was optional today. He hovered a few inches above a platform that looked like smooth obsidian, except it reflected stars beneath it like a window into space.
The others dropped in right after. Adam, boots first, arms crossed, as if bored. Jordan stumbled a bit, muttering something about needing a drink. Alexandria just landed like a blade being sheathed.
They all looked around.
