Reality freezes as all of my creations dissapear, and the smile dissapears from my face. I hold my hand out in front of me an compress all of space time in the area into a small form, all of the energy from the orb is stored inside forming a small glowing orb which quickly shapes itself into a shortsword. I then dissapear, as Sol suddenly feels a cold feeling on the skin of his forehead. If he looked up he would see the blade protuding from the front of his head and me standing upside down above him.
"Release." All of the reality bending energy stored within the blade is released at once along with the rest of the dimension, forming a miniature big bang.
Welcome one and All to the Jesters Carnival, where the prizes are greater than your wildest dreams, but the nightmares here shall silence you before you can even scream.