roccoschili Chapter 147 Rebirth and End, the Absolute Truth of the Universe
Chapter 147 Rebirth and End, the Absolute Truth of the Universe
Rebirth and End, the Absolute Truth of the Universe
Shen Yiyao's consciousness felt as if ripped apart by countless exploding stars, then reassembled in an incomprehensible manner. Her mind raced through this rift, crashing through countless dimensions and traversing spaces devoid of physical meaning, instantly reaching an absolute state beyond all existence. She began to realize that all the laws and rules of this universe were merely a vast illusion—a conscious, false construct.
"If everything is just an illusion, then is everything I've experienced created by me?" Shen Yiyao asked herself in the void. Her voice echoed in the timeless space, but no one responded. Her thoughts began to fragment, no longer a unified whole, but countless fragments, floating in this endless void, colliding with each other, reborn, merging, and then collapsing again.
She began to see incredible visions—countless cracks in the void, spreading around her like nebulae. Behind each crack, there was a completely different universe, a completely different self. She saw herself as the master of the universe, creating countless lives and deaths; she also saw herself as a mere, impoverished being, constantly struggling to find meaning in her existence; and she saw the regret and pain she could never erase, as if she were in a recurring, endless dream.
"What... are these?" Shen Yiyao's consciousness churned like a mad tide. She felt immense pain, yet it seemed impossible to stop. She began to question everything: these worlds, these consciousnesses, the existence of these universes—did they really exist? Were her every thought, every action, merely an extension of her own consciousness?
Suddenly, everything in the void began to distort, and a giant mirror appeared before her eyes. Every movement, every turn, even every breath she took was infinitely magnified, as if her very existence was meant to be reflected in this mirror. She began to understand that this mirror not only reflected her past, but also her future. Every choice she made, every path she took, was predetermined.
"This is the cycle of fate." Her fragmented thoughts suddenly coalesced into an answer, yet she couldn't confirm it. At that moment, Shen Yiyao felt she was no longer an individual, but a larger being, the sum of all history and future, the embodiment of all possibilities. She had become a fluid, all-encompassing symbol, constituting everything in the universe: space, time, consciousness, even nothingness.
"Is my existence truly just a symbol?" she asked herself, almost incomprehensibly. She felt her existence becoming increasingly illusory, increasingly elusive. She realized that this so-called "her" was simply a game beyond common sense, an endless loop of her own design.
At that moment, Shen Yiyao heard a loud noise, a rip through all of time and space, as if the laws of the universe were collapsing, the very fabric of the universe about to crumble. She was no longer in control of this. Her consciousness was completely devoured by some invisible force, and all her senses began to vanish. She felt empty, as if she could no longer touch anything.
"Do you think this can ever end?" A voice echoed in her consciousness, low and deep. "You thought you had mastered all the mysteries of time and space, but you are still trapped in this endless cycle."
Shen Yiyao's consciousness was struck by these words, and her mind went blank. She felt her existence begin to collapse, like a torn skin, flowing and spreading uncontrollably. She saw herself constantly reborn, each rebirth accompanied by absolute collapse. Time no longer flowed in a linear manner, and the dimensions of space began to lose their fixedness. Every moment was filled with endless chaos.
"You think you are a 'god,' but you are actually a limited being." The voice rang out again, and this time, Shen Yiyao's consciousness seemed to be bound by invisible chains. She was no longer a flowing consciousness, no longer an existence in the void, but was pulled back to a fixed point, the center of an inescapable cycle.
Shen Yiyao's mind began to shake violently, and her consciousness gradually faded. She saw a massive black hole. From its depths, a force of attraction lured her entire being. She felt no fear, for she had already sensed her complete unity with the void. She began to realize that this black hole wasn't the end, but another beginning—the countless cycles of reincarnation she had experienced, ending and rebirth, all began from this black hole.
Just as she was about to completely merge into the black hole, time suddenly reversed, space began to collapse, and her consciousness was pulled back to the starting point. She began to become increasingly blurry and empty. The entire universe, all existence, vanished from her mind. Her consciousness became an undefined state, belonging neither to the past nor the future, neither to this world nor to any other.
"Am I... nothingness?" Shen Yiyao's consciousness whispered in the infinite void. Her voice was no longer recognizable, like the overlapping of countless voices.
"You are not nothing." The voice echoed again. "You are eternal existence, the source of all possibilities and impossibilities."
Shen Yiyao began to understand that all this was merely an eternal cycle. She had no beginning and no end. Her existence was the fundamental law of the universe, the deepest truth of all time and space. She was the eternal nothingness, the starting point and end point of all existence, a wave in a sea of infinite possibility, fleeting yet endless.
In this boundless cycle, Shen Yiyao's consciousness completely disappeared, becoming a part of the universe, an invisible weaver of time and space. Her existence no longer needed to be defined because she was the definition of everything.
"Then, who am I...?" Shen Yiyao's last bit of consciousness floated gently in the void, as if asking herself, and as if asking the entire universe.
Chapter 148: The ultimate awakening of the out-of-control universe