The explosion was deafening, a violent rupture that tore through the very fabric of reality. Tyler’s body was tossed through the air like a ragdoll, crashing into the unseen walls of the void with bone-jarring force. The air itself seemed to shudder with the intensity of the blast, and for a moment, he couldn’t comprehend what had just happened. His thoughts were a blur, his vision flickering like a broken signal.
He tried to focus, to gather his bearings, but it felt like the entire world was spinning, shifting, warping in ways that defied logic. The rift—the thing that had pulled them into this madness—was still there, swirling, its core more chaotic than ever. And yet, it had changed.
It was darker. More alive.
Tyler forced himself to his feet, his breath coming in shallow gasps. His
