For the first time in ages, the darkness around the young man seemed to somehow break.
Only gods knew how long he was confined to this nothingness, when no voice, no smell or any experience of other sort existed.
At first, it began with a delicate chirping of birds. Introducing this joyous sound, the source of the noise took only a few years to slowly intrigue the young man's mind. But once his bored mind finally noticed a slight change, all the other sensations came cascading down his tired brain.
"Where am I?" That was a question that the young man continuously asked ever since he appeared in this sphere of nothingness. At first, he hoped for some kind of answer. With time, he only wished for any reply of any sort. Ultimately, he gave up on everything.
There was no way to measure time inside the nothingness. Without any change, any foundation to base the rest of the system on, even time became cloudy, as if it was no longer confined to its linear structure.
