The air felt… different now. Heavy, but not in a bad way. It was like standing in the calm right after a storm, when everything's fresh and the world's holding its breath.
Adam slowly opened his eyes.
The chaos around him had vanished. No more swirling colors. No endless void. Just a glowing platform beneath his feet, floating in a sky full of stars that pulsed like heartbeats. The silence was thick, but peaceful.
The being stood across from him, arms folded, head tilted.
"You did it," it said, voice lower, steadier now. "You actually did it."
Adam exhaled. His hands still trembled, glowing faintly. He stared at his palms, watching the energy flicker just under his skin like a hidden fire. It wasn't wild anymore—it moved with him.
"I feel weird," he muttered. "Like... everything's slower. But clearer."
"That's because you're not just looking at the universe anymore," the being replied, floating lazily backward. "You're connected to it."
