The light resolved into paradise.
Elias stood in a garden that existed outside the concept of dimensions entirely. Not zero-dimensional, not twelve-dimensional—dimensionless. A space that had opted out of geometric constraints altogether and existed purely as aesthetic perfection made manifest.
Trees grew here, if "trees" was the right word for living sculptures of crystallized Law energy that branched according to mathematical functions instead of biology. Their leaves were fractals—infinite detail at every scale, each one a complete ecosystem containing forests within forests within forests.
Streams flowed in patterns that formed every possible shape simultaneously. Water that was also light, also sound, also pure concept. The streams sang as they moved, melodies composed of fundamental frequencies that predated matter itself.
