Chapter 81
When I landed, I groaned. Not out of pain but sheer existential exhaustion. How was I the only one being dragged into strange situations without signing so much as a consent form?
"Why," I muttered to no one in particular, "can't I just teleport normally for once?"
My voice vanished into the silence around me. I opened my eyes and sat up, brushing damp strands of hair from my face. The new surroundings were… bizarre, to say the least.
The only way to describe the place was an odd flatness. Unrealistically flat. A plain stretched out endlessly in every direction. The surface was entirely covered by a shallow layer of crystal-clear water that barely reached above my ankles. Beneath it was perfectly levelled white sand, as if some divine hand had smoothed it with a cosmic trowel. I experimentally lifted my foot. No footprint. No dips. No dents. Of course not. That would be too human for wherever this was. I took a wary step, and it was like walking on polished glass.
