IC: Ark felt every life in the universe teeming around, all of their collective energy inches away from his mental grasp, every action causing a string to tie actions and objects together. Ark knew that in this place if he could only affect the strings the, reality would bend to his will.
A piercing, “HEY”, screamed across his mind all of a sudden, and every sting that existed at that moment started wrapping around him, with such force they were like blade cutting his mind instantaneously; forcing him back to physical reality.
Ark’s eyes flared open, and in panic he tried jumping up, causing his head to collide with the cage. ‘Now I remember why I don’t meditate anymore’, he thought as he Recoiled back to the floor in pain. He then raised his head enough to see a figure standing there.
“Yeah, what do you want?” he replied, in a low voice, his mind still a little fuzzy from the physical and mental pain.
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