[Finding himself transported somewhere against his will was nothing new to him. The sheer number of times it happened had long since blended together into an almost drunken daze within his memories. After all, it's perfectly normal to mentally blot out something once you repeated it enough times. He has been wandering these looped worlds for so long that he just allowed his instincts to mindlessly guide him through.
That was not the case here. It may have took him a few moments to comprehend, but he slowly came to the startling conclusion that he has never been here before. This was not any of the numerous worlds that he had been forced to repeat nor the ship graveyard where it all started.
In fact, he shouldn't even be alive right now.
Touma silently explored his surroundings as his thoughts were consumed with puzzling out the new situation he found himself in. It didn't take him long to sort through all the conveniently placed information. He couldn't help but frown as he thumbed through the pamphlet. Just what happened to him after his fight with Othinus? Was this just another world created by her? If so, why would she go through the trouble of creating a fresh new world to plunge him into after what just happened? He ruffled his spiky hair in frustration as he contemplated these questions.
A tired sigh escaped his lips. With the equally convenient communicator in hand, he decided to give it a try. The feed opens up to display a Japanese teenager with a hair style one would associate with either Shonen protagonists or no good delinquents. His expression held no surprise or fear at his current situation, but was tainted with a hint of frustration.]
Alright, I've already skimmed through my suspiciously convenient pamphlet so I think I at least have the basics down for this place. You don't have to worry about me asking the usual cliché questions. I understand perfectly that I'm very far from home and my sudden arrival is not anything special.
I do have one question about this whole situation; Just how long has this been going on?
[He actually has a lot more questions than that, but he highly doubts he would get any useful answers for them.]
That was not the case here. It may have took him a few moments to comprehend, but he slowly came to the startling conclusion that he has never been here before. This was not any of the numerous worlds that he had been forced to repeat nor the ship graveyard where it all started.
In fact, he shouldn't even be alive right now.
Touma silently explored his surroundings as his thoughts were consumed with puzzling out the new situation he found himself in. It didn't take him long to sort through all the conveniently placed information. He couldn't help but frown as he thumbed through the pamphlet. Just what happened to him after his fight with Othinus? Was this just another world created by her? If so, why would she go through the trouble of creating a fresh new world to plunge him into after what just happened? He ruffled his spiky hair in frustration as he contemplated these questions.
A tired sigh escaped his lips. With the equally convenient communicator in hand, he decided to give it a try. The feed opens up to display a Japanese teenager with a hair style one would associate with either Shonen protagonists or no good delinquents. His expression held no surprise or fear at his current situation, but was tainted with a hint of frustration.]
Alright, I've already skimmed through my suspiciously convenient pamphlet so I think I at least have the basics down for this place. You don't have to worry about me asking the usual cliché questions. I understand perfectly that I'm very far from home and my sudden arrival is not anything special.
I do have one question about this whole situation; Just how long has this been going on?
[He actually has a lot more questions than that, but he highly doubts he would get any useful answers for them.]
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