A throbbing pain in my head tossed me back into reality, accompanied by a horrid whine that could very well make someone go deaf. It was a whine that would seem at home coming from a screwed-up computer. For whatever reason, the ground felt like it'd turned into my front yard. The grass – if it was indeed grass – held a soft and cool touch, and I uttered a sigh as it battled the heat that Fire Spring had heaped against my friends and I. A silence lingered in the air, very much a departure from the bubbling magma and snarling of monsters a few minutes ago . . . or however long I had been out. I slowly cracked an eye open, and as suspected, the ground was flooded with green. At the same time, however, no actual blades of grass stuck out from the soil - rather, the ground looked and felt more like an oddly colored carpet.
The pain and the whine had thankfully subsided, and I pulled myself up from the ground. My eyes were greeted by an assortment of bright colors, and for a brief moment, it was enough to lure my headache back. I groaned and raised a hand up to my eyes, cringing a little. Bright colors were my favorite, but when they assault the eyes all of a sudden, they lost their likability fast. It's somewhat like waking up in the morning with the sun peering through an open window.
The moment managed to pass, and I then brought my hand down, letting my eyes be treated to a gentle introduction to the new terrain. I didn't see any sort of horizon in the sky; instead, it had been replaced by an expanse of blue, with wavy lines descending down the strange backdrop as though it were solid. Once my hand left, my mouth went agape, and I drew my gaze over all that lay in front of me.
Two green structures towered above the land. They bore a decent resemblance to the skyscrapers back in Fourside, except that all three of the segments that made up these structures appeared to be rectangular. Carrot and radish-shaped objects grew out of the ground beneath the skyscrapers, complete with a leafy stalk on top. One of the radish-shaped objects sat only a few feet to my right, ripe for some giant to pluck it out for a meal. It was barely larger than my whole body, but that made it no less incredible. I walked up to it and placed my hand on its surface. It was soft and smooth, like a radish back in the real world. Throughout all of this, my mouth never shut.
"Behind you, young man," a raspy voice called out. Turning around, my eyes fell upon the Star Master, and I couldn't do much more than stare once I’d seen him. He didn’t look to be confused or surprised by our surroundings at all, instead gesturing with his hand for me to go to him, while his other was perched atop his cane. I rubbed my eyes, and when he hadn't somehow disappeared, I practically jogged toward him.
He bowed his head before saying, "Ness, you have stood on the eight power spots of the Earth. From these, you've created Magicant; the realm of your mind."
I returned a simple frown at first...