Kyle was dreaming for god knows how long, and he has never slept sweeter than that.
From the start of his life in the normal world to the life that he started in the world of Game, he saw many things.
Everything was ever fleeting and ever going.
He remembered all the ups and all the down that he had as well as all the breakthroughs that helped him survive.
Every memory was so deeply imprinted on his brain that he had no way of forgetting any of it. The memory itself was a concept that he didn't understand and didn't need to understand. He let the emotions as well as the tranquillity of good feelings fully embrace him and drift through the tides of time.
Everything seemed to be resting. The blood, the body, the organs and the mind itself. The one that was also resting but constantly releasing some energy from the inside was the multicoloured soul. It seemed that this time of tranquillity and rest was exactly what it required to grow.