Giganto-monsters!

What happened just moments ago, was indefinitely intense. The orb had been tugging on his conscience for weeks now, but he didn't expect to suddenly talk to other, living, pure necromancers! Everything about that latter part had been spontaneous, and he needed a moment to think about it more, as it was hard to believe it.

He climbed off of that one, tall pillar which he had sat on, and then slowly climbed on a way shorter pillar. If he was to think about this thoroughly, then he'd rather do it without the red orb, metaphorically deafening him with its soft song. He needed absolute silence, without any foreign influences!

"Was it all real?" He asked himself.

The thing with meditation was that once he escaped that deepend state, he couldn't tell reality apart from fiction for a while. For example, while he was up there, he didn't even see the other pillars around him, for a good couple of minutes! He was that deep in.