Troublesome

Adam slowly came to his senses. He looked around and saw that he was no longer falling through the sea of black tendrils. He muttered in confusion, "Was it an… illusion?"

But he immediately shook his head. "No, that was way too real!"

Next, he tried to discern where he currently was and found that he was floating amid an amalgamation of myriad colors. All these colors tried to mix with one another, but they failed. Resulting in a bizarre sea of chaos.

But at the very least, this place seemed much safer and peaceful than the one he was previously in. Just thinking about it made him shudder.

Adam was slowly getting used to the strange happenings in the Spirit World. But still, he didn't want to experience that abyss full of tendrils ever again.

He floated in the colorful void for a long time, thinking to himself, How do I go back home without the chain?