Second Trial Ends

A deep breath entered John's lungs as he slowly started to compose himself, taking in the euphoric feeling of nothingness. It was only until it was taken away that one realized how blissful feeling nothing was. The trial he had just endured was a stark reminder of that, a lesson that he appreciated despite how traumatic it was.

His mind cleared up and he came back to his senses. Thoughts other than the word 'endure' formed in his mind for the first time in who knew how long, as he had truly lost track of time. It could have been minutes, or it could have been years. It would all be the same to him.

John's clear gaze shifted out across the land before him, which was the same barren land he had entered before, but now contained none of the horrifyingly painful auras and formations anymore. The land was still, as if he were the only one within the realm.