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The transition was not a fall, nor was it a leap. It was a sudden, violent subtraction of everything Lin Yue knew to be real, replaced instantly by a world that felt like a frozen breath.
One moment, he had been falling through a void of dissolving light, the gaze of an Arbiter etched into his retinas. Next, his boots struck a surface so hard and so smooth it felt less like stone and more like a solidified sheet of ice.
Lin Yue didn't move. He didn't even blink. He remained in a state of suspended analysis, his senses expanding outward to map the immediate environment.
He was standing in a plaza. It was massive—an expanse of polished, silver-grey material that stretched toward a horizon of jagged, crystalline architecture. Everything was reflective. The ground beneath him was a perfect mirror, returning a flawless image of the twilight sky above.
