This is a prologue. Have fun.
How long? How long? how long had he been here? in this place of rainbow nothingness.
An hour? A day? A week? A month? A year? Possibly More? He couldn't tell.
It didn't matter. He was stuck here. In this jail for as for as long as his jailers allowed.
He sat down, or at least he felt like he did. He couldn't tell.
Or maybe he didn't actually have a body. He couldn't tell.
He thought he felt something. He couldn-Wait!
The rainbow nothingness was starting to fluctuate.
A feeling of triumph overcame him. The perfect opportunity.
Soon. he would be free again.
So? How was it? Feel free to leave constructive criticism as you please. Mindless dick fighting will be promptly ignored.