Reality stretched so thin it almost broke. Brainy's heart pounded in his chest as he stood there, hands curled at his head. It was not unlike how it had felt when his personality inhibitors shut down during the Legion's fight with the misguided terrorist cell that sought to push society back into a technological dark age.
Just like then, he was swimming upward through darkness, and this time he didn't have Umbra to guide him.
This time, his thoughts weren't entirely out of control, though. They were still his own and the disorder was something that was artificially imposed on his mind rather than it being its own natural inner turmoil.
Reality started to bleed back in as he fought to wrest back control, looking around for his attacker.
"You've made a very grave mistake," he called out through gritted teeth. "You've chosen the wrong mind to meddle with."
Solid as an inertron trap, yet more slippery than a Rimborian alibi, his brain was not one that could be caught and filled with nightmares from ambient exposure, especially not when he was actively taking back control.
Option 2
Just like then, he was swimming upward through darkness, and this time he didn't have Umbra to guide him.
This time, his thoughts weren't entirely out of control, though. They were still his own and the disorder was something that was artificially imposed on his mind rather than it being its own natural inner turmoil.
Reality started to bleed back in as he fought to wrest back control, looking around for his attacker.
"You've made a very grave mistake," he called out through gritted teeth. "You've chosen the wrong mind to meddle with."
Solid as an inertron trap, yet more slippery than a Rimborian alibi, his brain was not one that could be caught and filled with nightmares from ambient exposure, especially not when he was actively taking back control.