"Dual Spectrum,"
he said aloud. The words were a command and an activation.
As he spoke, the white room dissolved around him. It didn't fade or blur into nothingness. It simply ceased to be, replaced instantly by another reality. In its place, Samuel found himself standing on cracked ground, familiar debris scattered around him. The air was thick with the scent of dust and smoke...He looked around.
This was the Blue-Crest Kingdom, exactly as it had been. Not the physical ruin he had just left, but a perfect and vivid recreation of it. He recognized the crumbling buildings, the twisted and destroyed streetlights...This was his artificial battleground, a precise simulation drawn directly from his own memories.
