When Adam entered his soul space— the nascent form of his dream world, he had been constantly wondering in his mind what he would find there, and the result was more than a little interesting.
'The place has transformed.'
In the past, this place was only an immense void with a table and a few chairs aligned against the edges of the table. He had used this place as some kind of conference room to have a little fun with his various minds. However, that was it, there were no additional functions or purposes to the void that was his soul space.
Now though… Now, it wasn't just one table and a few chairs that decorated this white void.
'Hah…'
His dream world was now adorned with a few more elements.
He could see a large shelf seemingly made out of mahogany wood in which two books were neatly arranged.
"This is…"
He approached the books and looked at the name finely printed on the cover in an archaic and eerie font.
Diego Fernandez.
Miguel Fernandez.
