[ you're floating. it is natural to you. you are a being of pure energy, a purple glow that transcended the need for flesh—

wait, haven't you seen this scene before? you strain and you burn and you shatter, just as you did the last time.

again, you wake up formless and free of pain. there's no field this time, only an infinite white expanse of Nothingness. you're alone. you remember the echo of your own magic - K̶u̶j̶a̶'s magic - but when you try to harness it, it's like you're fresh out of a pasture-limited teleport.

ahead of you, within the vast Nothingness, a tiny, colorless shimmer forms.

approach? ]