Erend passed through the portal and entered the familiar tunnel between worlds. Swirling colors of red, blue, and white surrounded him from every direction, twisting and flowing like endless ribbons of light through the darkness.
He deliberately allowed himself to move slowly. He did not want to rush through the tunnel this time, and the portal seemed to respond to that desire by carrying him gently through its endless passage.
For a while, Erend simply floated there without doing anything. The strange colors reflected across his body and disappeared into the distance as the tunnel carried him closer to his own world.
But at this time his mind refused to remain quiet. The thought of Ascension had followed him into the tunnel and no matter how hard he tried to push it aside, it kept returning.
