>The day the meteorite rain tore the sky apart, I crawled out of the classroom dragging my broken leg.
>I picked up an alien prism from the ruins. It wrapped my wounds with biological metal and turned the pain into the will to survive.
>The city has turned into a mutant jungle, with glowing moss the only signpost.
>I hunted electromagnetic jellyfish to obtain energy and discovered that prisms can open space rifts.
>When the rift swallowed me, suspended mountains and giant bronze doors appeared in front of me.
>The tentacles stretched out from the crack in the door, wrapping around half of a human face.
