Fu yang was now very close to the storm. He tried his best to atleast stop the chain. which was crazily pulling him towards the dark void.
His gaze, locked onto the opening ahead, a deep dark black gap right in the storm's core.
But again in his mind, a different concept/ idea came due to which his perspective about the dark void changed completely.
( What if this is the way out, or .. Nott..)
" Yes, this is the way
This is the wayyyyy. "
Heuk
He leapt without hesitation. Jumped straight towards the dark void.
But then suddenly
Thump.
He froze mid in the air. The chain at his throat choked him as it yanked him rearward hard. Only a handspan from the opening, barely a gasp left, yet something stopped him.
Fu Yang glanced sideways, trying to find what happened, but then spotting a soul who'd looked at him, anger on its face, he grinned.
The chain was not being pulled by the storm or the deep hole but by other souls, and he was stuck just like that in the mid way. Each soul stared at him with eerie glows in their gaze. while pale transparent hands gripped his chain.
Ring, ring, ring
"Bastard, where do you think you're going?" one hissed.
"Help us too!" another wailed.
"Come on, let's go ... Together!" one shouted, their voice breaking filled with rage, hope, fear.
When fu yang was being pulled by the chain.
There were also other souls who's chains were not broken either, and the idea that this void was the way out of this fu***g hell appeared in their minds as well.
But only one chain was connected to void,
fu yang's.
They saw everything how fu yang jumped straight towards the void, shouting crazily. " way out, way out "
And how couldn they see someone else leaving this hell with out them. This was human nature.
So when fu yang jumped they immediately grabbed his chain.
Fu Yang looked at them. His face darkned.
"That's why we're called human," he murmured in soft tone.
When we face problems, we compare ourselves to those whose problems are worse than of ours. And It even makes us feel better. But when another person is about to succeed, we get in their way because their success makes us feel even more mesrible. This is called human nature.
His lips curled into a bitter smile. "I do not blame you for stopping me. If it were me who saw someone running, I would do the same or worse. But alas… in my life, when was it that I got what I wanted without paying a huge price? He laughed softly.
Never.
Hahahh hahaha
Fu yang was now laughing, saying things others could not understand, like he had lost his mind.
Ring, ring.
The souls held the chain tighter, and when fu yang was being pulled away from the void, the chain made ringing sound.
But suddenly loud noises started coming from their back.
The run away souls were crazily running towards the storm also, and behind them monsters and beast like creatures were chasing them.
Then the storm also woke up once more. Like the hell was now Started again. Heat climbed through the air, fierce as fire from above.
The metal chains wrapped around their throats started to shine again, growing hot from cold.
The chain of fu yang which they had grabbed also started shining with heat.
Sssssss
"Aaa"
Right then, when the burn hitted the hands of other souls.
They let go of the chains, crying in pain.
" Sh*t"
" Catch the."
Fu Yang's chain broke loose. And he got thrown ahead - straight into the opening.(dark void)
.
..
Silence.
Fu Yang dropped without end. Into nothingness, no light, no pull, no noise, just darkness going on forever. But then that dark wasn't blank. Inside it floated images.
His eyes jumped open. In front of him, scenes played like old movie strips. Every part of his past ,his time in another world, then way back when he was still just human. Flashing: kid self, grown-up years, moments hunting others, times he got hunted. Pain flashed bright - the shame, the wounds from people close, being sold out again and again - a cycle spinning without end, full of hurt and decisions.
He recognized this spot - once seen in books. Outta nowhere, the name popped into his head.
"The Realm of Time and Space…"
A tremor of excitement flickered through his eyes. "Is this really the realm I've read about? They say whoever reaches here may conquer it, may control anything he wants.
His voice shook. "Yes, If this is real, then what i suffered for three hundred years weren't in vain. "
His laughter bounced, thin and hollow, through empty space. " Hahaha.. haha… "
But nothing happened.
No powerfull being showed up to meet him. Notthing happened.
Just the images moved around, scenes of old regrets, failures, moments of shame, betrayel and times when he was on the brink of death.
He stared at him self, remembering those memories, which started making him feel emptier, broken.
"What is happening? Why am I still here?" His voice cracked. " Are there conditions for it? I am feeling something's not good? "
He than paused, realization hit him hard.
"Wait. I am not alive. I am here as a soul. Why didn't I think of this? "
A bitter laugh escaped him.
And the past life scenes kept coming. No relief from the Realm of Time and Space.
He continuesly floated in the space, his face darkned like a prisoner given life sentence.