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But a thought suddenly crossed his mind.
'Teleportation...'
What if he teleported to the ground?
Of course, his range was currently only 20 kilometres at best, so he couldn't do anything extravagant like teleporting straight to the ground from his current position, but that wasn't the idea that he had anyway.
In fact, the idea that he did just come up with was even wilder, and way riskier.
It could potentially end up with his death if he timed things wrong...
'What if I jump off, and teleport as soon as I come within 20 kilometres of the surface...?'
This wild idea came to mind, and while it did sound like he was just trying to kill himself, it did have some merit with it.
He had already found out a while ago that when he teleports, no momentum is carried with it.
So all that speed and acceleration he would build up whilst falling would be cancelled out if he successfully teleported, essentially making it so that he could land without a single injury or commotion taking place.
The only thing that was holding him back was the fact that there was no terminal velocity in the Primordial Expanse.
So when he jumped, he would just keep speeding up and up the whole way down, making his descent faster the closer he was to the ground.
After falling for thousands of kilometres, by the time he was 20 kilometres from the ground he would only have a window of a few milliseconds to teleport before he became a piece of abstract art on the ground...
A few milliseconds to decide whether he lived or survived...
It sounded crazy, because it definitely was.
But a crazy solution was better than no solution at all in Alex's mind.
Alex had to take some time to properly think about this.
He wouldn't just be risking injury if his plan failed or he missed that few millisecond window, it was certain death.
There was no doubt in his mind that he would die if he hit the ground from that height.
'No terminal velocity...' he thought, his mind racing through the calculations.
By the time he reached 20 kilometres from the ground, he'd be moving at a speed that made his previous feats seem like childs play.
And in a fraction of time, he'd have to activate his teleportation.
It was madness, but madness was sometimes the only option.
Standing up, Alex took a deep breath, steadying his nerves.
The wind whipped around him, and the vast emptiness below him almost called out to him, daring him to take the plunge.
'Alright, no more thinking. If I keep analysing it, I'll just talk myself out of it.'
With one last glance at the distant island ahead, Alex made up his mind.
He was doing this.
1 kilometre.
He could practically smell the ground at this point, and panic had already started to settle inside of him.
'Will I make it...?'
His teleportation was still taking place, barely a couple milliseconds even passing since he started.
500 metres.
100 metres.
It was now or never!
50 metres.
Fhwip!
Alex felt all of his sensations vanish.
His eyes were practically glued shut, and all he could see was nothingness around him.
'Did I make it? Or am I dead and in some sort of purgatory now?'
Doubts naturally came to mind.
But as he opened his eyes, the world came back into focus.
He was standing on solid ground.
He looked around himself.
There was no crash, no impact, no sudden death.
Just the quiet and stillness of the empty plain around him.
The ground, which had just been a distant speck, was now under his feet.
He had done it.
He survived!
For a moment, Alex just stood there, stunned by the fact that he was still alive.
He was just 50 metres away from death, with not even milliseconds, but microseconds of time being the decider of whether he lived or died.
He couldn't have cut it closer...
His heart was still racing, faster than it ever had before, but a growing sense of triumph had begun to take over his thoughts.
He had pulled off the impossible and survived.
"Holy crap..."
He muttered to himself, a childish grin spreading across his face.
By far that was the most daring and dangerous thing he had ever done.