My Talent's Name Is Generator

As I stepped through the portal, it felt like I was slipping into a tunnel made of swirling light and pressure. There was no ground, no sky—just motion. Then, in the blink of an eye, I was no longer in the realm.

I was high in the sky, surrounded by clouds and moonlight.

Before I could even fall, wings burst from my back with a familiar rush of energy. I steadied myself in mid-air and took a breath.

My perception flared out instinctively, spreading wide across the landscape like a wave of thought. I scanned everything around me—land, wind, movement, Essence.

"Oh. A desert."

I looked down and saw endless stretches of golden sand.

"Where the hell am I now?" I muttered.

I didn’t sense any people nearby—no humans, no Abominations, nothing moving except the sand itself.

I ran through the possible regions in my head. There were dozens of desert zones on the planet, maybe more. A few known for Abomination activity, others for isolation or testing grounds.

I shrugged. No point overthinking.

"Well... let’s just pick a direction."