The pressure was increasing bit by bit, as if trying to burst apart his body.
He struggled to stand, thick blue veins almost like pipes bulged around his body, his muscles were cramping, squeezed by the terrifying power.
"It hurts." A cry of pain tore from his throat as his pupils darted around, all he could see was a bright white room. He couldn't sense any presence nor anything of the sort near him but the pain he felt was very real, it was as if the world itself was trying to tear him apart.
"Ahhh—" Eryke the Seventh kneeled on the ground again, his painful roar only growing stronger with time, red blood started to bleed away from his closed eyes, and his vocal cords felt broken.
Just then, a strange energy appeared out of his body, protecting him from the pressure.
"This…." he opened his bloodshot eyes and looked around the place in confusion, 'What the hell is going on?'
[You have been banned entry by the World]
