Naota had lost consciousness, this wasn’t the first time nor would it be the last, but never had he felt this feeling. The feeling of being cooked alive, he could not see but he could feel everything. The wind whipping past his ears as he seems to be falling downward. Passing through rain clouds, his scorching skin did nothing but evaporate them in seconds, leaving nothing but steam behind. The sky glowed with red light, and shook with unknown forces. As if something was entering the earth’s atmosphere. The clouds cleared from the sky and Naota speed head first into the earth, his skin red and angry, guitar in hand. His eyes devoid of pupils, lay nothing but pure white amongst the angry red glow consuming his body.
When he hit the earth, it was like an earthquake the way, it gave way and collapsed under the force of his landing creating a giant crater in the city square. How he could hear glass and car alarms going off as the shock wave ripped through the city. Of course, he could only process that little bit of his surrounding before passing out, inside the crater he had just created.