Bernard Empire — Capital Rafa
Alberto was alone in his room. He was wondering what to do now.
"Open God Domain."
「Ding!」
God Domain: Activated.
User Authorization: Alberto Bernard – Sovereign-Class.
Warning: Celestial transit carries existential risk. Proceed?
Alberto didn't hesitate.
"Proceed. I want to discuss with the gods."
...
One moment, he stood on polished marble. The next—
Falling.
Not downward. Not upward. Sideways. Through layers of reality, through the gauze of worlds, through the bleeding edges of mortal comprehension.
Colors inverted. Sound became texture. The air itself was alive, pressing against him like a lover's whisper, like an executioner's noose.
Then—
Impact.
Alberto's boots hit solid ground with a crack like thunder. He staggered, his vision swimming, his stomach lurching as if he'd been spun blindfolded for hours.
When the world resolved, he wasn't in the palace anymore.
He stood on a bridge of light.
