Nightshift 49: Homeworld - Skyscraper (Tokyo, Japan)
[From here.]
It was a sad thing to know that Sync had experienced more in the four years he lived than most people did in their entire lifetime. He'd long since been desensitized to the idea of death, and anything associated with it was often met with a scoff or sneer.
Falling wasn't a foreign concept either. After all, he'd left the world like that once already, so there was no point in getting worked up over it again. In the end there was very little that could shake the God-General, and he preferred to keep it that way.
But this? This he didn't expect in a million years.
Sync was suddenly hit with another wave of vertigo as he moved out of the closet, vision momentarily blurring the moment he stepped outside. His stomach lurched forward when his foot connected with nothing but air, almost as if the whole floor had just given away beneath him. Sync had lost his balance, twisting out of reflex in order to grab hold of anything nearby. However, his hands grasped nothing but air, and with that the God-General fell backwards entirely.
"GAH!"
But it didn't stop there. Everything had disappeared, the once cramped hallways having already transformed into something else entirely. The next thing he knew the wind was rushing past his ears, hair whipping angrily against his face as he plummeted from the sky. Sync looked about wildly, for once shock and horror marring his features as his brain desperately tried to catch up with everything else.
Just what the hell was going on?!
It was a sad thing to know that Sync had experienced more in the four years he lived than most people did in their entire lifetime. He'd long since been desensitized to the idea of death, and anything associated with it was often met with a scoff or sneer.
Falling wasn't a foreign concept either. After all, he'd left the world like that once already, so there was no point in getting worked up over it again. In the end there was very little that could shake the God-General, and he preferred to keep it that way.
But this? This he didn't expect in a million years.
Sync was suddenly hit with another wave of vertigo as he moved out of the closet, vision momentarily blurring the moment he stepped outside. His stomach lurched forward when his foot connected with nothing but air, almost as if the whole floor had just given away beneath him. Sync had lost his balance, twisting out of reflex in order to grab hold of anything nearby. However, his hands grasped nothing but air, and with that the God-General fell backwards entirely.
"GAH!"
But it didn't stop there. Everything had disappeared, the once cramped hallways having already transformed into something else entirely. The next thing he knew the wind was rushing past his ears, hair whipping angrily against his face as he plummeted from the sky. Sync looked about wildly, for once shock and horror marring his features as his brain desperately tried to catch up with everything else.
Just what the hell was going on?!