Darkness.
Once again, Dante found himself floating in absolute darkness. His senses were cut, and so were his thoughts. He only had his instincts to lead him around, but a the moment, they proved to be utterly useless. He couldn't tell back from front, up from down, left from right. Was he standing still? Or was he moving? It was impossible to tell. Time seemed to halt, and with no advancement, his frustration kept growing.
"Tsk…"
Dante opened his eyes, catching sight of his bionic hands, which rested on his legs as he sat in a lotus position. As he heaved a sigh, his Absolute Awareness activated once more, picking a few things in his surroundings that caught him by surprise.
