The void inside the Draft Space felt like being inside the gut of an overheating old computer. The sky wasn't blue or black, but a static gray that pulsed with rows of binary code that occasionally streaked by like glitched meteors. In this place, gravity was merely a suggestion, and time felt like a rubber band stretched too thin.Satya sat cross-legged on a transparent floor that revealed snippets of scenes from the chapters he had already cleared—ranging from action movie clichés in an office lobby to a failed date at Cafe Serenity. Beside him, Rina was struggling to keep her balance, while Grandpa Jaka casually continued stirring coffee in a glass that now floated in the air, following the zero-gravity effect of this transition area."Alpha, give me an environmental status report," Satya said, his voice echoing in the void.[System: (Alpha's voice sounds heavily distorted, like a mangled cassette tape) Synchronizing... 88%. We are in the 'Buffer Zone' between Primary Reality and t