The entire world seemed extremely quiet, and the sound of his breathing was all he could hear. In this small room that had faded into a black, white, and gray world, Modir tightened his grip on his Magic Wand and Protective Short Sword, alert like a wolf in the night, wary of everything within his perception range.
Then, he gradually began to sense more "information" appearing in his awareness. Outside the room, there came the faint sound of dust being blown by the wind, the elusive scent emitted by stones or soil, and the change in light through the window cracks. All of these slowly evolved from nothing to something, from rigid monotony to vibrant liveliness.
It was as if outside this small house there was initially only pure nothingness, but due to Modir's awakening, a "temporarily created world" began to be outlined.
