Well…
That red color was not just a spectrum.It was alive.Like a beating heart, yet not in his chest…It was in the place itself.
The vibrations echoed inside him, then spread into the infinite threads around him.For a moment, Adam felt that he was being seen.That version – that entity resembling him – was no longer separate.It was as if they had melted into a single consciousness.
"You have chosen."
He did not understand how this decision was formed.It was not stubbornness, nor courage.It was something in between… a mixture of rejection and acceptance.Acceptance that he did not hold a complete answer.Rejection of dissolving without trying.
The threads began to withdraw.This time, they did not melt into him but receded, as if respecting or wary of him.
"You are not one."
The voice came not from his mouth, nor from the outside.But from something resembling his original essence.
"But you are not nothing either."
The body resembling Adam no longer existed.In its place appeared a transparent spark, its form shifting constantly.Then the red waves began piercing through that spark, one after another.
At that moment, Adam saw…all those who had crossed before him.He saw endless faces, some human, some faceless, all dissolving into the same silence.
And one thing set him apart:He did not search for a fixed meaning.He did not pretend to understand everything.He simply accepted to take one step forward—incomplete, full of doubt.
Something opened.As if the monument suspending him between worlds suddenly broke.The entire weave transformed into threads of light slowly retreating…swallowing themselves…fading away.
He found himself standing in the dark.But it was a different darkness.Not a void…but a vast courtyard without walls.And the only one standing in it… was himself.
**
"Welcome… to what lies beyond rejection."
No voice came.No one appeared.But unspoken words slipped into his mind:
"You have exited the Matrix of Rejection.You did not accept everything… nor reject everything."
"And for this… you will remain incomplete."
"…But incomplete is better than nothing."
Adam did not reply.He felt his chest both expand and contract at once.As though a strange pulse was running through his veins.
He did not know if this pulse was a new strength…or simply a truth he had learned here.
When the ground suddenly opened beneath him, he did not resist.He let himself fall.The fall was not a real fall… but a transition out of the Transparent World.
The familiar darkness returned—silent, empty.And he saw, deep in his consciousness, remnants of the threads…No longer his prison.But something resembling a lesson:You do not need to understand in order to decide.
Then Adam faced a large instruction screen.
The Transparent World is not merely a magical dimension or an alternate space.It is a complex system, meticulously designed beyond what an ordinary human mind can fully comprehend.It is a world of energy and abstract geometric patterns, built to test the hidden truth within beings—not merely their abilities.
Fundamental Laws of the Transparent World
. The Law of Existential Fragmentation:"Whoever enters, divides."
Everyone who crosses into the Transparent World is stripped of every prior definition—their name, memories, strength.They are reshaped through what are called "Gates," representing stages of filtration and reconstruction.
. The Law of the 11 Gates:
There are 11 sequential Gates, representing ascending levels of purification and transformation.
Each Gate contains a unique "electromagnetic model."
These models are not technologies, but energetic concepts, reshaping the pathways of body and spirit.
To pass to the next Gate, one must understand the model and apply it to oneself.
. The First Gate – "Ruum":Electromagnetic Model: The Latent Frequency
This model forces the entrant to confront the resonance of their inner energy.Every vibration inside you is mirrored back.If you are chaotic, you drown in chaos.
The entrant learns to balance their first vibrations in order to stabilize.
Ruum shows nothing but your primal truth… which is why many are instantly expelled, or driven insane.
. The Law of Timelessness:The Transparent World does not obey linear time.You may enter a Gate in a moment… and emerge days later in the outside world, or vice versa.
. The Law of Reflection:Every energetic model tests you through an inner mirror.Everything you see in this world… you created within yourself.If you see hostile creatures or geometric shapes… they are projections of your suppressed conflicts.
. The Law of Temporary Nullification:Every combat technique—magical or physical—is automatically disabled within the first three Gates.This allows mind and spirit to integrate without external tools.The laws reset the person to "zero."
. The Law of Deliberate Chaos:There is no clear order to events within each Gate.Every experience is generated according to the person's psyche, abilities, and illusions.
Note:When Adam entered, he stepped directly into the First Gate, Ruum, unknowingly.His encounter with a being resembling himself was the direct reaction to his unfiltered energy.
He was identified as Visitor #17772458 in the archives of the Transparent World—a number marking the rare few who lasted more than one minute in Gate "Ruum" without being expelled or completely frozen.
The Transparent World – First Gate "Ruum" ⟁
Adam stood motionless.Around his body flowed networks of faint light, as if the chamber itself was breathing.On every side, he glimpsed geometric lines flashing and vanishing, spectral models intersecting to form incomprehensible tissues.
But the most disturbing thing…was the entity standing before him:a colossal version of his own face.
Adam's face, distorted in its dimensions, eyes shut, body endless.As if his face was a door in an invisible wall.
The entity opened its eyes.White light gleamed in its sockets, and a voiceless echo reverberated:
(Frequency stability: 73%... insufficient.)(Disharmony level: 64%... acceptable.)(Primary self: Adam Ethan.)(Test begins.)
At that instant, Adam's chest tightened.Something stirred inside him… not pain, not shivering cold.It was as if his soul was transforming into a cluster of vibrations.
Images flashed rapidly in his mind:
His mother Mary's face.The masked man's eyes as he stabbed her.Blood flowing, then vanishing.His voice when he said, "I wish I were dead."Moments of hysterical laughter.His trembling hand, without cause.
It was as though the entire world became a hall of mirrors reflecting his insides, striking him with echoes of his own voice and thoughts thousands of times.
He could not move.He felt his heart turn into an electrical cell.Each beat produced a vibration that doubled and rebounded into him.
Ruum was not a place.It was a frequency forcing him to face his bare self, stripped of all justifications.
With difficulty, he raised his eyes toward the colossal version of his face.It stared mercilessly, as though waiting for him to collapse.
He whispered to himself, voice trembling:"This… is not a normal test of acceptance."
He clenched his teeth.Though hollow, his mind kept working.Inside him, a single clear thought emerged among the chaos:
(If this stage is to measure frequency stability… then I must not resist it.)
He closed his eyes.He remembered Neil's words once:
"Energy does not disappear, it transforms. Do not resist it… let it pass through."
He opened his palm, breathing slowly.He let the images flow.He let the echoes of guilt, hatred, and emptiness pass through his chest…
And slowly…the frantic flickering around his body diminished.His vibrations began to stabilize, just slightly.He felt like a drowning man gasping his first breath of air.
At that moment…the echo returned:
(Frequency stability: 79%… temporarily acceptable.)(Partial transition to the Second Gate upon cycle completion.)
Adam opened his eyes.His body was collapsing from nervous exhaustion.But something within him had grown clearer.
He whispered again:"Just a stage… I'll pass it."
Then silence spread, and he remained standing in Ruum's frequency, waiting for the cycle to complete and move him to the next Gate.
Minutes passed… or maybe hours.Adam was not sure of time here.In this place, pulses were not measured in seconds but in the frequency of his soul.
Finally, the light around him dimmed.The colossal face closed its eyes and vanished as though it had only been a temporary projection.Then the same deep, detached voice resonated:
(Cycle of "Ruum" complete. Your psychological stability at minimal acceptable level. Initiating transition.)
He felt no steps, no movement.But he felt his being pulled drop by drop, as though melting and flowing through a long thread of light.It was not painful… but the sensation of existence itself felt fragile, like a fleeting idea that might vanish if he lost focus.
Then came silence.
He opened his eyes.
He was in a new place.A vast expanse like a colossal hall without walls, stretching endlessly.The ground beneath him seemed like a slab of liquid glass, reflecting a strange sky devoid of stars.
But stranger still…were the electromagnetic forms hovering slowly above the surface.Dozens of transparent bodies, like suspended crystals, spinning and emitting high-pitched frequencies in steady tones.Each with a different color, a different rhythm…
A faint resonance vibrated in his chest, not from the entity, but from within himself:
(This… is the Second Gate.)
He knew from the resonance that it was called:
"Varam"
A soft frequency pulsed within him, carrying an impersonal explanation:
(Varam: Gate of Spectral Models.)(Each electromagnetic model tests the limits of awareness and perception.)(Objective: choose one model with which your soul resonates.)(Upon resonance, it becomes a steady echo that accompanies you and strengthens you.)
Adam raised his head toward the nearest model.It was an oval crystal of deep blue, spinning slowly and emitting a gentle vibration.Then he looked farther, seeing other models in colors:glowing red, pulsating green, radiant yellow…
Each carried a strange energy, like a heartbeat from a life not belonging to any known world.
He could not help but wonder:
(Are these… souls? Energies? Or something in between?)
Despite his curiosity, he did not rush.By instinct, he knew choosing a model was not a simple test.His inner voice warned him: a wrong choice could leave an eternal scar.
He stepped forward.The resonance of the crystals spread around him like ethereal whispers.He felt as if each one called to him in its own way:
– Come…– We are your power…– We are your shadow…– We are the echo of what you lost…
A shiver ran down his body.But he did not withdraw.He slowly raised his hand, reaching toward the nearest deep-blue crystal.
(If I must choose…)
– he whispered to himself –
(…then I will choose the one that tests me to the very end.)
And he moved closer, as the hum within him echoed louder…while the light of the crystals rose around him, as if preparing to consume his very being.