As Julian drifted into a deep sleep, his mind carried him into an unusual dream. He found himself standing in the middle of something indescribable.
The place was neither void nor dark and neither empty nor light. It was simply... nothing. The absence of all things.
Julian glanced around, and his gaze met endless nothingness, a sight that seemed to extend infinitely.
He sighed, "What now? What have I fallen into?"
He began to walk but even the concept of movement felt meaningless here. His steps made no sound and left no trace.
He paused for a moment and folded his arms before shaking his head in frustration. "This "space" has no space, no time, no response, and no meaning," he muttered to himself, his voice laced with both curiosity and irritation.
"It's like I have arrived at the very beginning... before anything existed. Before creation itself." The realization sending a chill through him.