Edge of insanity

" We did it eh Ozzy, we conquered this pocket as well, you and me we are brothers for life! " Max's voice echoed through the boundless void of the Chaos Realm. 

Drax, who understood that Ozzy was a small rock that Max had grown attached to, was the only one who realised that Max's mental state was deteriorating at a very fast pace and that his master was tethering on the edge between sanity and insanity. 

Max was almost constantly using his brain to its fullest, he had done such deep thinking constantly for the past few years that now his brain muscles literally hurt from overexertion. 

He had successfully stabilised pocket number 420, a staggering number of pockets yet there seemed to be no end in sight. 

On one end he was determined to see it through, on the other Drax was beginning to question if he could see it through.