I saw the light. A light that travels through the empty absolute void, where once endless lights gleamed, where within every one, a different place, a different embodiment of stories of several narratives, dreams of people, and a completely new world was contained, one where the great dreamer dreamt, and where once the great conductor conducted. Where had everything gone, I wondered, till somehow, I had gained the capability of wandering once again.
There was completely nothing, though here, there never was, as existence is irrelevant outside of the perspective of mind and consciousness. Despite that, even from the outer perspective, and the superior reality, nothing remained. That is at least how it was supposed to be. However, the narrative is now continuing, and the scenery is still being described. What caused this, I wonder. Then, the light began swirling, then duplicated into uncountable amounts, taking a shape of a spiral…
It was not the matter of Codarius' world ceasing from existing, but everything even outside it, whether if it was another world with another narrative, another anything, was bound by this complete chaos, of simply complete nothingness. From this place, everything was apparently just a small figment of a vast and wide dream within repeating patterns of things dreaming in dreams, in a never ending loop, but in the end, being nothing, as dreams don't truly exist.
Nothing was real, and nothing was not real, as real and not real was irrelevant. From this completely irrelevant, and meaningless place, everything that we perceived was far beyond meaningless, but not only that, it completely didn't mean anything at all. Madness itself, or any consciousness appeared to not exist here in this voidless void beyond the voids. The extent I can do is imagine what it possibly is like.
Within this, whatever you want to describe it -as any word used to describe it would be considered not right no matter how you describe it-
a consciousness, completely ignoring the properties of the "Absolute Unreachable" as I will describe it, forms within nowhere. This consciousness, somehow being able to exist within this place, floats mindlessly. But then suddenly, a blue light formed from spiral light, completely ignoring the general properties of this place with no properties, and it surrounded the regenerated consciousness.
The sparkling lights began forming the "shape" of the consciousness, with the completely destroyed consciousness restoring itself. Then faintly, the lone consciousness thought, "Where am I?" The moment the consciousness regained its consciousness, a piece of music began playing. The music continued and continued, a gloomy and sorrowful piece in a minor key. However as the music continued, the light began materializing, as if it was perfectly materializing the music itself. The music was playing on a familiar instrument, the instrument that played in a distant someone's dreams they had…
Then the light lit up the entire place, though colorless, and then the consciousness awakened from its absence. It was severely confused, barely able to comprehend the new environment it was in. The consciousness attempted to reach out into the surrounding, however every single moment seemed like it was unreachable, yet never ending.
The consciousness couldn't perceive the light forming around him, as he was blinded by himself. However, the light kept on surrounding him, until it formed into the shape of a human. Then the person, with an appearance of a matured female, walked up to the boy from outside the boy's perspective, and then softly swirled the boy's formless consciousness. Then the boy gradually saw the light form as if he was opening his eyes...