[ WP ] A 4-D star collides with Earth , causing it to `` unroll '' into a seemingly infinite plane . Though satellite images from orbit appear normal , on the surface , everything has changed . There are suddenly new continents , new seas , stretching endlessly onward . A new age of exploration begins .

I jumped. The air soared around me as I rocketed into the sky. Damn, that lost art was useful. Physical enhancements are some of the best things we got from the Borrowed Land. My particular variation was special, though. The clouds parted around me, and I hit the apex of my arc before touching down on the floating island. I always loved floating islands. Difficult if you had n't managed to gain a flying power, but fine for people like me who took their powers from universes where everything runs on what others would call bullshit. 
 
 That's why we called it Borrowed. Infinite stretching land and seas that had come from other alternate timelines and universes, bringing some unique laws of physics and functions of reality through as well. Hard limits became soft, often barely there if you knew how to pass them. 
 
 The island could barely be called so, as with most floating ones. Jumbled rocks and outcroppings at different altitudes, cliff faces, clouds atop small mountain peaks, the whole shebang. There'd be some fun things in here, I was sure of it. I just had to find them. 
 
 The most profitable thing you'd find in floating islands was whatever kept them afloat. Most came from something that messed with the way space time bent around them, causing gravity to push them upwards. Some were filled with gas that was so much lighter than air it caused them to levitate. I found my power in an island that floated because it simply *wanted to*. Again, bullshit. Physics had really dropped the ball, from what I hear of the world before the change. Back then, the rules mattered and were followed, and did n't change based on arbitrary factors or whoever was in charge of writing them at the time. I'd like to think that the world was nicer before then, but it seems down right *dull* from what I'd heard. 
 
 This particular island that I was on seemed to follow some sort of magic crystal type array. Somewhat rare, considering the most common sets of laws for these things are pseudoscience brought to life. Magic was rare in itself, but not uncommon, there was a whole continent literally *made of the stuff* found a few years back. It sounds extravagant, but compared to the thousands that follow Comic Book Science, magic is something I'd get quite the profit for. 
 
 I found the source of the levitation, and went to copy down the array and the materials. That was my one rule: do n't fuck up the scenery if you can help it. Of course, sometimes breaking that rule was inevitable. You'd be fighting a giant demon dragon made of rock, or running through a ruin left by some ancient parallel civilisation that had somehow figured out how to make weapons of mass destruction, and when those scenarios unfold then it's bad new for anything nearby. But with magic, it was basically just getting the required biology or soul implanted and then you'd be good. I could use it because of the pure bullshit I ran on, but that's another story. 
 
 After I was done, I leaped to the nearest outpost a mile or so away, and pawned off the magic array for a good sum of money. All in a day's work. 
 
 EDIT: Thanks for the kind words!
