First Step on the Stage

Everything was still until my joints gave a slight click. I turned my head, shifted my stance, and felt solid ground beneath my feet. Right beside me floated a translucent rotation arrow. Out of pure impulse, I tapped it with the tip of my blocky arm. The platform beneath me gave a smooth, silent pivot, spinning my view toward the surrounding pale blocks. Not bad. Looks like I can move around this grid just fine.