Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 327: Rebirth of Fragments and Infinite Reversal of Consciousness

Rebirth of fragments and infinite reversal of consciousness

"All of this is fake." Feng Jing's voice echoed in the void, as if he was making a final struggle against himself and the endless nothingness. "If I have transcended all laws, why are these fragments still being reborn? Why am I still trapped in this endless cycle?"

His consciousness began to fragment, as if it were no longer a single entity, but a fusion of countless entities. He felt countless selves interweaving across different dimensions of time and space, each fragment of Feng Jing experiencing countless deaths and rebirths, rebirths and deaths. Each death was a profound reflection, and each rebirth carried with it a certain inescapable cycle of reincarnation.

"Is this my ultimate fate?" Feng Jing asked himself, his voice filled with deep exhaustion and an inescapable emptiness. "Continuously reborn, constantly destroyed, unable to ever escape this void?"

Suddenly, a strong vibration broke Feng Jing's mind, and his consciousness was suddenly pulled out of countless overlapping fragments, as if entering a whole new dimension. Feng Jing opened his eyes and found himself back at the edge of the familiar black hole.

No—this wasn't a black hole. It was a more abstract entity, an invisible vortex of consciousness and thought. Feng Jing felt his body was no longer material, but a completely indefinable existence. The attraction grew stronger, as if pulling him into another incomprehensible dimension.

"You think you've escaped?" the voice sounded again, this time with a disdainful smile. "You can never escape. You've simply entered another cycle, a deeper one. Your consciousness, no matter how you regenerate, will be trapped here forever."

Feng Jing's consciousness began to crumble once more. He found himself unable to comprehend the fear and powerlessness this voice brought. It seemed to come from the deepest recesses of the universe, imbued with an indescribable power that shattered every fragment of Feng Jing's consciousness, transforming it into a deeper state of confusion and chaos.

"I'm not running away," Feng Jing whispered to himself. His voice was devoid of emotion, like an irrepressible echo from the endless void. "If I can't break this endless cycle, then I will become its master."

As soon as his words left his mouth, the entire void fell into a deathly silence. Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly expanded, becoming even deeper than before. He was no longer an insignificant individual, but a completely undefinable existence. His consciousness began to penetrate every corner of the void, tearing apart all boundaries and laws.

However, just as Feng Jing was about to take control of everything, his consciousness was suddenly pulled by a strange force, falling towards an even deeper and unfathomable abyss. He felt as if he was being pulled into an eternal darkness. Everything around him became blurred, the concepts of time and space completely disappeared, and he could no longer distinguish his own existence from other existences.

"You will never be able to surpass yourself." The voice sounded again, this time no longer cold, but filled with endless lament. "What you face is not an ordinary cycle, but the shackles deep within your soul."

Feng Jing was shaken, as if a huge rock had crashed down from deep within him. He suddenly understood that the so-called endless cycle wasn't a result of external control, but rather a shackle within his own heart. Every rebirth, every destruction, was the product of the inescapable fear and desire within his soul. No matter how he tried to break free, he couldn't escape that deep fear and loneliness.

"Then..." Feng Jing's voice became extremely calm, "If I can't surpass myself, then I will completely destroy myself and become an existence that can never be reborn."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Jing's consciousness began to violently shake. Every fragment of him was crumbling, and all his memories and perceptions began to rapidly fade. Time and space were completely out of his control at this moment, and all existence became illusory. It was as if he had entered a whole new dimension, a place unbound by any rules.

Everything in Feng Jing's consciousness began to disintegrate. His past fears, desires, and struggles vanished like dust into the endless void. He felt himself gradually becoming transparent, free from attachments. Even the concept of "existence" began to blur. Finally, his consciousness vanished completely, as if he had become part of the universe, merging into the endless nothingness and emptiness.

However, just as Feng Jing's consciousness was about to completely disappear, he suddenly found himself being pulled back by a powerful force. His consciousness was reconstructed once again, as if he had been rescued from the clutches of death. Feng Jing opened his eyes and found himself still in that boundless void.

"You can't escape." The voice spoke again, this time with an almost amused tone. "You've become part of this endless cycle, unable to escape or transcend it. You will forever drift in this vortex of nothingness, a slave to your own self."

Feng Jing's heart was once again filled with a deep sense of powerlessness, yet his eyes shone with an indescribable light. This was because he understood that this cycle was not his end, but a brand new beginning, a bizarre and unpredictable beginning that he had never experienced before.

Chapter 328: Endless Rebirth and the Vicious Game in the Void