[ The barrier seems to pause slightly as if considering what form it should take. For now, there's nothing but blackness all around. Then, with the sound of stone scraping on marble, brilliant white lines begin to appear on the floor, crossing and criss-crossing in an intricate circular pattern. With a great clatter, a set of doors fall from the empty sky and land in a perfect circle with Poniko and Madotsuki's empty shell at the center.
It's like a cruel joke.
The doors all hang open, giving glimpses into what lies behind them; a maze of blocks, a forest, a blinding white snowstorm -- then each door slams in turn, and when the echoes fade away, there is only silence.
Madotsuki had tried to describe it to Poniko a thousand and one times. She'd even tried drawing it once but gave up in the end, saying it was something Poniko had to see for herself.
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It's like a cruel joke.
The doors all hang open, giving glimpses into what lies behind them; a maze of blocks, a forest, a blinding white snowstorm -- then each door slams in turn, and when the echoes fade away, there is only silence.
Madotsuki had tried to describe it to Poniko a thousand and one times. She'd even tried drawing it once but gave up in the end, saying it was something Poniko had to see for herself.
There's no mistaking it; This is the Nexus. ]