The world before Miles's eyes shifted at breakneck speed.
Blue, green, black, and white—countless bizarre patches of color and fibrous structures burst before his eyes, stretching and re-forming.
He felt his body stretch without end, then compress into a single point. His consciousness nearly shattered under the searing pain of being torn apart.
He was falling.
No—everything around him was rushing upward!
After what felt like an eternity, the dizzying sensation of being pulled apart abruptly stopped.
The world steadied again.
Miles saw a dim, dark sky with no stars, no sun, and no moon. Only endless depths lay beyond it.
Mountains and rocks of every size floated silently in the void. Countless streams of golden energy poured down like silent waterfalls from unseen heights, vanishing into the void below without a sound.
"Is this what the Quantum Realm looks like?"
As he spoke, Miles righted himself in midair and landed firmly on a floating mountain—or rather, a floating island.
[Environmental scan initiated...] [Atmospheric composition: 78% nitrogen, 21% oxygen, 1% other gases...] [Gravitational coefficient: 0.97G]
"All environmental readings are normal... Unbelievable."
The Portable Psychic Amplifier on Miles's face dissolved into nanoparticles and withdrew automatically, revealing his face.
"The Quantum Realm, beneath the microscopic scale, has an environment just as suitable for Earth life as the macroscopic world... Is there a connection?"
"Or is this another manifestation of the quantum observer effect? Does this place become whatever I believe its environment should be?"
The atmosphere, air pressure, temperature, and other conditions resembled those of the world he knew. Miles tried breathing the air of the Quantum Realm. There was no problem at all.
"...Aurora?"
Miles called out. "Can you hear me?"
"Yes."
A cool, familiar voice answered.
The next moment, the Psypoint Core on Miles's chest flashed. A