The chromatic spectrum, it's a prism of sorts, binded in twain with particles to produce the illusion of sight, such pleasures don't exist in the place Shaw finds himself in, Gravity, helps you feel at equilibrium with your weight and the force the exerts back at it, such a trivial things is nonexistent here.
A dark, yet bright place, the mind feels constrained due the infinite rate of change in gravitational and atmospheric pressure, mass grows and decreases every breath you take, no solid ground, and lastly, no oxygen.
-All of these things came as a sever mental shock to Shaw, and he couldn't take it when he tried to move and realize that there was no body to propell in any direction, he was stranded in an infinitely large yet infinitely tightened space, in a third dimensional being's perspective he would've just been a mere board on an infinitely large holographic canvas.
-Shaw passed out, and woke up in a dispute between him and Mr Yang disputing over his lethargy towards doing his daily chores, and as he's about to respond to Mr Yang, his conscience awakens elsewhere, a gloomy rundown tower, barely standing, as he tries to read the signs on the board place in front of it, he finds the language hard to read,with a furthered confusion, he gets yanked into a dark room where a woman is giving birth, he hears her calling the name; "Shaw" and claiming the child's a boy, he starting getting restless and shocked in a convulsive manner.
-He witnessed a guard come to the woman's aid, he recognizes the man who's opening the gate, he finds him familiar, as he tries to look closer, he gets yanked again; "Wait!! Mr Van Wyk!- -" he shouts as he stumbles and loses his balance in a new realm.
-This time he finds himself in a furnished room, luxurious and all, but what has him endlessly gaping is the size of every piece of furniture in the room, even the rug place near a throne like stool that he's standing in front of, equals hill in magnitude, as his mind fails to register these findings he hears a voice;
"Ow a visitor? Sorry, I should reconfigure the space to your comfort, did Yang send you here to learn how to materialize?
(Silence)..
That means he just died right?..
Hey, say something you wajo!" Says the voice intensely.
"Ow my bad we're in a fourth dimensional plain, I gues it might take you a millennial to learn how to utter a single consonant here, this might be interesting, I won't lift the constraints, I'll just watch you squirm for five hundred at least!" Continues the voice arrogantly.
『Physical Plain』
-Adam has been rampant for quite some years, failing to understand the new law and order tack that his lineage came up with, and in his deduction, he believed everything to be a sham, as it felt to him like almost every law in Existence benefited only one name, 'politicians'. And he was disgusted by the use of asphalt to cover the green fields, he couldn't accept a society that could not accept him as well.
-Soaring flashbacks of the deal he made with the scarlet ambient lady that freed him from the Poultry Tower keeps screeching and raging on his conscience, but for some reason they peaked tonight, he can't even ignore them one bit, he starts clenching his teeth, kneels down his knees and cries in agony down an alley;
"Shaw… find.. sha-w…" the voice of agony etched on his head.
-he scoured the city and found traces of weird 『Ether』 , and felt uneasy, like that one time, that one time he had to face Gaia and Helios, which was how he got castrated.
-The traces led back to a percular street with a large bend on the left side, which is where he discovered that a bookshop existed, he trotted on the trail, and found a dead old man probably on his eighty's by Adam's judgement burnt asunder, and all that wreaked wasn't burnt skin, just raw 『Ether』.
"What happened here?" Adam mutters to his own. He scours the entire bookshop and finds no trace of 『Ether』 anywhere besides the room that he found a corpse in. He chooses to wait in the place for something to occur again.
-Hours pass, days pass, weeks pass, months pass, a year passes, and Adam still remains, he's grown accustomed to the books in the place, he decides to fix it, but his 『Warp』 for some reason doesn't work, so he has to clean up by hand, what a drag!
- After a week of tinkering, the Bookshop looks brand new, and the surrounding neighbors begin to suspect that it's reopening soon,
Customers get bummed at the door sign that says "STILL CLOSED, why are you tryna trespass? Wanna die?<(written in frivolous form, no calligraphy skills).>"
-A week passes and Adam realizes something, he's been living off 『Ether』 consumption for a year and a half now in this horrid place, and he didn't even think about trying to get a job, then a bright idea came to his head;
"Well, this is a bookshop, with a lot of books, with prize tags."
He says looking silly.
"Why didn't I think of this last year?"
-Adam says as he wastes no time, and opens shop in the morning, he realises after losing 20 customers that he still has no social and management skills, let alone financial skills, since he has no money to buy food, yet he's got comfortable clothes though they were expensive, he looked like a Jin in those baggy clothes.
-As his legend foretold, he adapts, and sees that the bookshop is lacking, he hires part time workers, pays them well, and on a weird day he thinks about expanding, and one of the workers suggest he Changes the Name from Li Yang de Shu (李羊的书） to ADAM'S APPLE, he refuses, looks infuriated, and the workers stare at each other all confused without a hint of that he's actually the real Adam.
『Ethereal Plain』
"Ah, you're finally walking freely? Are you sure you're just human?" Asked the Voice.
'This boy has only been here for three weeks, on the first week he learned how to communicate with me, which should be impossible considering the fact that it had to be done without a vocal chord or any logical manner he could think of, he had to oscillate sound from his consciousness and he did that within a week, a feat that would take a mere human thirty years to master as much as he did.. On the second week, he could visualise my writings and walls very well, he saw through the illusion I casted as furniture.. and he still wasn't shocked or suspicious of the nature of this training, did he really trust Li Yang so much?… On the third week, he was sprinting like a devious thought, like he isn't meant to occupy space by creating it and filling it at the same time, his flow is very rare! I'm weary of this boy's talent, although it would be considered slobbery amongst Pantheons, it's astonishing for a mere human to achieve this.'
-Ponders the voice with an obscene facial expression constructed by dotted lines.
"Voice? How long have I been here?"
-Asks Shaw.
"Three weeks boy, just three week."
-Answers the voice.
"Who's taking care of the Books?"
-Askes Shaw with a tear streaming down on both his cheeks.
『Physical Plain』
"Line up! Line up! There's a sale today! The owner's hungry!"
-Says one of the part timers.
"Hey quiet down don't be rude! You'll get fired!"
-says the other coworker.
"What? you've seen how desperate he's gotten.
"he's a good hogger and wastes money on pointless stuff!"
-Says Coworker 1.
"Can it, he's coming."
Says Coworker 2.
-A man with a fat belly and glossy skin floats down the staircase of the bookshop, he's renounced as *fat Adam* (secretively).
"An Oliver Twist book! For R89.00! Going once? Going twi- -"
-Fat Adam gets interrupted.
"I'll take it!"
-Says a man in the back.
"I'll take it for R100.00!"
-Says another.
"Hey you bastard, that's not fai- -"
-Commotion fills the Bookshop, to the point at which it irritates Adam, he then says politely; "Enough, we all want to read books and not die right?"
- giving a menacing glare to the customers who freeze in fear.
"Well then? Answer me!"
-he proceeds.
"Yes Sir Adam!"
-Answers one customer who's hyperventilating and sweating to the core.
"Ahh, a brave fella! Tell you what… for ye balls I'll give this book to you for R35.00 how's that sound?"
-Asks Adam with a cheeky glee.
"O-oh okay, that'd be great sir! See I knew you're a great gu- -[*SLASH*]."
-Adam cuts his head off with his hand as he was about to finish his sentence.
"Tisk tisk risk- - [Nods head] people like that make me sick! He truly believed that I'm that much of a pushover? Tell me loyal customers, have I gotten soft?"
-Asks Adam with biddy eyes and a grin scarier than death's.