A pungent, rotten, fishy stench. A sticky, clammy feeling. Flies, maggots...
"BLEGH!"
The young woman crawled out of the Chaotic Burial Mound, only to be assaulted by a scene that overwhelmed both her sight and smell. A wave of nausea churned in her stomach, and she doubled over, dry-heaving so hard she nearly coughed up bile.
'Where... is this?!'
'Who am I?!'
For a moment, her thoughts were a chaotic mess. She slapped the sides of her head, trying to remember how she'd gotten here.
She had been swallowed by some nameless, swirling black hole, and then she'd ended up in this hellhole.
Sang Luo quickly looked down at her arms and legs. Thankfully, they were all still there.
The thick, bloody stench in the air was sickening. Sang Luo wanted to flee this place immediately. As she scrambled to her feet, she noticed something strange about her line of sight. It was much lower, like she was seeing things from a child's perspective.
