Getting there, he floated and stared down at everything, his purple hair and clothes dancing in the wind. He looked around at the white clouds as the sun's rays fell on his face and body. After a moment, he allowed himself to plummet, his body free-falling as though he had forgotten how to fly. He closed his eyes yet again as he enjoyed the feeling of falling from over a thousand feet in the air.
He had been stuck at the training facility for eight months; expecting him to just come out and walk around and talk like he hadn't seen the sun or felt the wind for eight months was insane.
Everything he did now was part of the routine of readjusting to the outside world he hadn't seen. As he fell, his body vanished as he shifted to the second layer of space. The moment he reached the forest, he landed with a deft touch. The moment he landed, the sensation made a question flicker into his mind.
