Viaan was floating in the endless black void. There was only one explanation that explained why he felt no pain. He opened his eyes and the bright colors assaulted his eyes. He blinked and tried to make sense of his surroundings. Viaan was tired and then he remembered his brother. His brother was slowly dying in that ominous but beautiful place. Viaan could feel his pain and he tried to get back to Vivaan.
The colors deepened into a swirling vortex and Viaan was blasted back from it as soon as he touched its center. The vortex was churning away from him and it completely disappeared in the blink of an eye. Viaan was desperate to get back and this otherworld was getting on his nerves.