Darkness.
Finn floated in it, consciousness drifting without anchor or direction. There was no pain here. The pressure, the crushing weight, and the erupting darkness of suppressed desires from before were all gone.
He was just aware that he was in a void, feeling time passing by agonizingly slowly. But besides that, nothing else…
Until finally, there was a change.
Reality reformed around him, and he immediately noticed something was off. Very off.
First off, his perspective had changed entirely. He was much lower to the ground now, as if he had lost a solid three feet from his height. His body also felt different. He was heavier and bulkier now, while also being more compact. His senses were sharper in some ways and duller in others. Colors seemed muted, but he could smell everything with overwhelming intensity.
