Flecks of light drift by, their trails lingering in space. Streaks across the void glow not white, but with an ethereal sheen. Pulsing with power, roots spread endlessly in all directions, anchored to massive trunks that radiate the same otherworldly glow. Vivid, colorful vines twist around these trunks hypnotizing to behold.
Inside this realm, the vines flow in winding paths, converging straight toward purple spiraling orbs. The sight is mesmerizing, like light descended from heaven itself. Within the orbs, streams of energy move in perfect order tranquil and calm as a still lake.
Far from this place, three streaks of light race past one another. One is bluish, shimmering with a flicker of gold, Behind it chase two reddish circles. They speed toward a specific zone, drawing near to clusters of souls. The two red hues close in, seemingly intent on catching or chasing the blue streak.
Analyzing, analyzing.
Searching, searching.
Location.....
As the pursuit continues...
Back in the vine zone, a single orb trembles violently as if ready to burst at any moment. Yet it never does. Inside...
"Where am I?" a voice echoes in thought, as its speaker grows dizzy. "What is this...?" He looks down at his incorporeal bluish hands, confused. "Huh? Wait "
Memories come flooding in like water through a broken dam. Intense pain seizes his head, and outside, the bluish orb he inhabits begins to shake. The ordeal lasts for half an hour.
When the pain fades, he looks at his surroundings and is immediately entranced. The beauty rivals that of the stars or a red sun sinking below the horizon. He remains lost in the sight for about six minutes.
As he observes his surroundings, he notices more orbs around him. Though he cannot move, his perception is crystal clear. Inside each orb lie forms familiar and strange humans, animals, and anomalous figures alike all possessing consciousness. They seem aware of their surroundings, fully conscious and present.
He tries to speak, but no sound escapes him. The space is utterly silent, save for faint, soft noises he cannot begin to explain.
"So this is the afterlife?" he muses to himself.
Time passes as the orbs drift slowly through the void. During this journey, white mist from the surrounding started converging around him, Startled he conciusly avoids contact but he could feel that the white mist from the surrounding do not harbor any malice towards him and his instinct is telling him that it would be beneficial for him thus he allowed it to enter his body when he sensed that it's improving something inside of him he started to absorbed them by taking a big breath and gulping his air on his lungs, this drew attention from the other orbs around him. He did not try to hide it becouse he noticed others are instinctively avoiding the mist.
Thus the mist eating man was named.
Other orbs"_" ," is this guy crazy?".
He started to reflects about his life, gaining new insights and growing more attuned to his existence. His soul transforms, reshaping itself to fit him perfectly.
He also notices the large spiraling circle ahead other orbs are moving toward it, drawn by an invisible force. The same pull guides him forward, gently urging all the orbs toward the spinning purple ring.
"It must be the wheel of reincarnation," he realizes what religions speak of as the path back to the origin. Death, he understands now, is not an end, but a brand-new beginning. He accepts this truth quietly.
From the circle, he feels the warmth of life, mixed with an unfamiliar sensation he cannot quite name.
As he draws near, the void itself begins to tremble. "What the hell?" he thinks, as everything around him shakes. His gaze fixes on the spiraling circle.
Suddenly, a blinding breach tears open just behind the purple circle right before his eyes. The same bluish streak from earlier shoots through the opening, with the two red circles hot on its heels. It heads straight toward him...
The blue streak passes through the orb he is encased in. For a split second, the two red circles pause as if surprised then resume their chase, but it is too late. The orb that the blue streak entered has already vanished into the purple circle.