With my realization accompanied by enormous fissures of green power snaking through the city streets before me, I immediately turn and jump at the yellow sun, accepting the assistance of it’s tendrils as I scramble to enter it’s black core, desperate to escape before the unimaginable destructive blast kills me. I pass through without a moment to spare, the sounds ceasing abruptly as my vision fills with nothing but yellow. A second later, a deafening, otherworldly BANG painfully rips through the air all around me, turning my vision green. Cracks and tears split across the very fabric of this reality itself, carrying the loud roaring noises of complete and utter destruction as the fissures bleed with that green power: tiny windows back into the annihilated city. The cracks quickly sew themselves back together and once again bring utter silence as the colour returns to yellow, then to white.