In a pitch-black darkness that never ended, something akin to a gate that looked like Ω lay as if a natural part of the absolute darkness.
It was as if this golden gate was absorbing the never-ending darkness.
And within this mysterious dimension were pieces of scattered consciousnesses trying to come together and form complete consciousness.
'This….Euak…'
'Noa…I am…sword…'
'Flower…Lily…Almond…'
'I…am…Almond? Milk…'
'Amond milk…suger…you…'
'Mother…?'
The scattered consciousness indeed belonged to Almond, and this dimension was none other than the random phenomenon his consciousness got sent into upon using his first Insight Stone.
It had been six hours, but Almond's consciousness still wasn't together.
He was in a state where his sense of existence was flickering.
And after six hours of continuous struggle, he finally managed to put some pieces together as he least found his name.