The world wasn’t supposed to bend like this.
I reached out, my fingers hovering inches above the glass of water on the table. I concentrated, feeling that strange, pulling sensation deep in my chest. The air around my hand hummed, electric, like the universe itself was holding its breath.
For a moment, nothing happened.
Then the glass flickered—vanished—reappeared a foot to the right, teetering on the edge.
"Not bad," I muttered.
The next second, the entire table snapped out of existence.
I gasped, my balance tipping forward as the space where it once stood was now empty air. I stumbled, barely catching myself before hitting the floor. My stomach churned. The chair beside me flickered, as if it couldn't decide whether it existed or not, before vanishing completely.
I forced a slow b
