The moment Damon closed his eyes, the office around him gradually faded from existence once more.
The polished desk before him.
The warm sunlight filtering through the glass panels.
The shelves lined with books.
Even the sensation of his body sitting within the chair itself slowly drifted away as his consciousness sank deeper and deeper inward.
Then—
The familiar world appeared.
An endless expanse of white stretched in every direction without beginning or end, a realm seemingly untouched by time itself. There was no sky. No ground. No horizon.
Only light.
And within that endless sea of white—
Countless particles drifted silently.
Crimson particles floated lazily through the air like scattered embers carried by an invisible breeze.
Azure particles shimmered like fragments of a clear summer sky.
Golden particles radiated a warm brilliance that resembled tiny stars born from sunlight itself.
