Nothing.
No floor. No sky. No gravity.
Just white.
Pure, endless, sterile white.
Kai floated like thought in a world that refused to think.
No sound.
No pain.
Just…
Waiting.
[System Alert: You have entered – "Epimethean Nullspace"]
Realm Type: Narrative Waste
Function: Deletion Buffer
Warning: Time does not exist here.
Thought will echo.
Emotion will rot.
You are not alone.
"That's new," Kai muttered.
The silence responded with a whisper.
Or a voice.
Or maybe a scream slowed down to kindness.
He turned.
A woman stood behind him.
She wasn't there a second ago.
She was never born.
She will always have been.
She wore a dress woven from burned manuscripts.
Her hair shimmered with forgotten plot threads.
Her eyes were clocks without hands.
And when she smiled, Kai felt like all his endings had already happened.