He knelt on the ground, his grey hair creating a veil over his face. He wore blue shorts and a blue button-down short sleeved shirt with grey and blue mid-calf boots. "Unh..." he groaned, looking at his grotesque right arm. It was covered in metal, with wooden veins running through it.
"What happened?" he said, lifting his head to show his grey eyes and pale face. He looked at the sky. Static. Then, the ground. Circuitry. Then, the horizon. A land he didn't know. The internet. "Where... is this place? Even Derris Kharlan didn't have this kind of technology."
He looked back at the ground, examining the flowing current of data. "It's..."
"Amazing?" A voice from behind him. He turned around. PhazeMan. "This is the internet. It's a realm made entirely of electric currents generated by computers. It exists in a code made entirely of ones and zeros, which represent on and off. Hardware responds to the on signals which are recieved in a specific