From an area where nothing lay but an endless glass plain, in an instant, it morphed into a region filled with different simulations.
Then, just as quickly, they disappeared, leaving the land bare and of nothing but silvery glass once more before the true transformation of the Track Terrain began.
The console pulsed, and in a wide circle around him — even beneath the ground — an endless, turning circuit began forming.
The Track was made of a strange dark composite — almost like black stone, infused with faint blue veins of energy pulsing at regular intervals, stretching far, far into the distance.
Markings appeared along the lanes.
Spirit lanes, acceleration markers, and hurdle beams occasionally shimmered in and out of existence across the track.
In some parts of the track, Ryuk noticed the terrain itself shifting, going from dark track stone to loose gravel, then to loose sand, and even into viscous mud — each ever-changing.
A low voice resounded through the area:
