roccoschili Chapter 164 The Other Side of Rebirth, the Infinite Mirror Image of the Void
Chapter 164 The Other Side of Rebirth, the Infinite Mirror Image of the Void
The other side of rebirth, the infinite mirror image of the void
Shen Yiyao's consciousness, like a formless flame, spread across the vast void. She no longer held any concrete form, no longer defined by any rules. She had transcended herself, becoming a fusion of countless possibilities within the void. Every leap of thought seemed to tear through space, shatter time, and unveil the veil of existence, yet she still could not find a place to truly dwell.
She had never been so deeply aware that she was no longer a human being, or even any form of "existence." Every fragment of her thought seemed to be a reflection of some endless universe, and these universes overlapped, intertwined, and collided with each other, forming an indescribable infinite mirror.
Just as she was lost in the trance of her own infinite intertwining thoughts, a piercing echo suddenly pierced the emptiness of silence. It was an invisible force, like an electric current coursing through the air, rapidly sweeping through her consciousness. Shen Yiyao's mind was instantly shocked, her consciousness constantly collapsing and expanding, as if some force was propelling her towards an unknown shore.
"You still haven't given up." The familiar low voice sounded again, carrying an imposing pressure that could not be ignored.
Shen Yiyao's consciousness shook violently. She finally realized that the power wasn't her own will, but rather a being—something far beyond her comprehension. Her vision suddenly expanded, and countless images of universes began to emerge, encompassing timelines and spatial dimensions she had never seen before, as well as countless abandoned worlds. They appeared before her like shards of glass, shattering and reforming, overlapping like an endless maze of mirrors.
"What are these?" Shen Yiyao's voice was low, and her inner confusion and uneasiness were beyond words.
"These are all the possibilities for you," the voice sounded again, seemingly mockingly. "Each 'you' represents a fate you cannot escape. And you are caught in the vortex of this fate, unable to extricate yourself."
Shen Yiyao's heart sank as she began to realize that these images depicted countless destinies she had never truly experienced. And each of these destinies was repeated across countless universes, as if she was destined to be trapped in these cycles, unable to escape.
"If these are just my reflections, then which one is the real 'me'?" She said in a low voice, as if questioning this question.
"Everything you see and experience is your pursuit of 'existence,'" the voice said with a hint of sneer. "But you are mistaken. The 'reality' you long for is actually just a shore you can never reach. No matter how hard you struggle, no matter how hard you try, you cannot escape this."
Shen Yiyao's mind began to expand rapidly. She realized that her struggles and resistance were precisely the constraints she could not transcend. She used endless creation and destruction to try to break free from the shackles of fate, but every time she seemed to gain freedom, she was involuntarily returned to the original nothingness, back to that infinite mirror image.
Her consciousness began to refold, and she saw countless selves, experiencing their own pain and struggles on different timelines. And these selves would eventually return to the starting point, enter a new nothingness, and begin a new cycle.
"You have seen your own endless reincarnation." The voice was still low and cold. "What you call 'liberation' is merely the beginning of your inescapable journey."
Shen Yiyao's consciousness was shaken violently. She suddenly realized that all her longing and struggle were ultimately just a mirror image. She tried to break free from the shackles of fate, to destroy the essence of nothingness, but no matter what, she could not escape it.
However, just when she thought she had reached her limit, a strange power she had never experienced before suddenly erupted from deep within her. This power did not originate from her own consciousness, but from some external, incomprehensible existence. Like a flash of lightning, it swiftly penetrated the void, tearing through countless mirror images and propelling Shen Yiyao's consciousness in a direction she could not foresee.
She felt a violent pull, as if she were being pushed into a completely new realm by some invisible force. At that moment, her consciousness instantly broke through the constraints of time and space, crossed all boundaries of existence, and entered a completely unfamiliar dimension.
"What...is this place?" Shen Yiyao's consciousness floated in anxiety and fear. She tried to grasp that power and tried to understand it all.
Her gaze pierced through the void, revealing a vast, boundless palace. Its walls seemed woven from time and space, every inch of space twisting and distorting, as if countless dimensions of time and space were interwoven. Every corner of the palace emanated an indescribable power that transcended anything Shen Yiyao could comprehend.
"This place is..." Her voice was low, and her consciousness was gradually unable to bear the oppression of this force.
"This is the world beyond the void," the deep voice sounded, carrying a mysterious aura. "This is your true other shore, and the 'end' you've been avoiding."
Shen Yiyao's mind began to expand rapidly. She tried to understand all this, but found herself at a loss. Her consciousness continued to wander, floating in this unknown world, as if she had lost all sense of direction.
"End and beginning, nothingness and existence, what is the meaning of all this?" she asked herself softly, her voice filled with endless confusion.
"You're still searching for answers." The voice remained cold, "But you've already understood that all your pursuits will ultimately fail to transcend this. Because you never truly began."
Shen Yiyao's consciousness was torn apart again. She felt that she had entered a new cycle, a more complicated paradox. And every breakthrough, every struggle, only made her sink deeper into it.
"I... will never be able to escape." Shen Yiyao whispered, her voice full of despair and helplessness.
In the endless nothingness, her consciousness once again merged with a brand new world, and all of this was still just a part of her endless reincarnation.
Chapter 165: The Crack of Endless Reincarnation, the Absurd Illusion of Existence