Chapter 1050 - 21: Creator of the Void_5

Chapter 1050: Chapter 21: Creator of the Void_5

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Ignorance and oblivion occupy the darkness...

Or perhaps the darkness itself doesn’t even exist...

No space, no time, as if everything has fallen into a void, without distinctions of before or after, up or down, near or far, big or small, pervaded by a deep murkiness. In this void where time and space have yet to be created, existence itself seems nothing more than a paradox, and everyone feels like a phantom hollow amidst this endless emptiness, empty, all the powers, emotions, wills, life, matter, and vitality—all things they knew and were familiar with are mere illusions.

Emptiness, disappearance, nothing at all...

A void.

Even one’s own state is indiscernible, whether just arriving, or passing endless ages in such void and deathly stillness. It’s a desperate thing, yet unknown to itself; it’s also a tormenting thing, yet equally unaware, because no matter how much time has passed in such a state, due to an inability to perceive, it is tantamount to nonexistence... Here is infinity, and eternity, it surpasses the genesis of all things.

Until...

"...Let there be light!"

A grand voice echoes, weaving a command of absolute clarity with supreme authority!!

Light— 𝑓𝑟ℯℴ𝓂

Astonishing light spills forth—

Like a dawning star illuminating a newborn world, the radiance bleaches the world—

It is precisely in that defined instant, everyone woke as if from a dream, barely restoring their perception.

In the profound darkness was no light, only an abyss, deep and boundless, all shrouded in chaos. Yet with the appearance of light illuminating the world, change followed: light and dark, cold and heat, motion and stillness, life and death... all differences arise because of this—the chaos begins to define duality, and void begins to gain distinct concepts, everything can be perceived and observed from the moment the words were spoken.

Before the words fell, all phenomena were merely a meaningless mass of chaos—

After the words fell, new laws divided heavens, seas, and earth.

Space-time warps, the new world forms, everything is born from nothing, everything emerges from nonexistence to existence, manifesting in bizarre and surreal ways.

Vague, incalculable, beyond mathematical description, beyond logical discernment, having barely restored perception, they were powerless to resist, as they fell with all the timelines, their consciousness entangled, accelerated wildly or seemingly retreating at speeds beyond light—a sensation as if past, present, and future all appeared and tangled at once, while simultaneously splintering into countless indescribable, elusive shapes.

Vast and mixed information, along with countless incomprehensible images, is aggressively stuffed into their view and deep consciousness.

Like thousands upon thousands of reflections flash before their eyes, twisted and complex and chaotic.

At that moment, Hiri only felt her thoughts shatter, breaking from a whole into a brilliant white foam, fragmented into countless pieces...

She was no longer one person, but many, different selves in different linear or nonlinear times, experiencing numerous threads, undergoing various scenarios in the countless branches of the time river...

—From one planet to another...

—From one world to another...

—From one history to another...

In this exceedingly chaotic thought state, before losing consciousness and perception, the last thing she struggled to see was an ambiguous and hazy image—

A place that’s hard to distinguish whether it exists or not, woven and twisted into knots by paradoxes, forming a contradictory amalgam of light and non-light, shapeless and insubstantial.

Then...

Unstoppable fatigue and lethargy washed over her, swiftly sweeping through her mind, her consciousness—drifting away from her.

The last scene she saw was that divine spirit, neither alive nor dead, neither light nor not light, from whom endless splendor and brilliance flowed, illuminating boundless darkness and the new world along the timeline. With a gentle reach, it directly grasped, outside the oblivious darkness, beyond the boundaries of time and space, a grand, three-dimensional and radiant burning tree diagram composed of ten circles and twenty-two lines, and then indifferently and peacefully cast a gaze upon her...

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"[1:1]In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth."

"[1:2]The earth was void and chaotic, and darkness covered the deep; the Spirit of God moved upon the waters."

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—Old Testament·Genesis

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