Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 863 Rebirth and Self-Awakening

Rebirth and self-awakening

Feng Jing stood in the boundless darkness, surrounded by a deathly silence, not even the sound of wind. An unfathomable aura permeated the darkness, as if the entire world were in a state of eternal stagnation. There was no physical presence around him, not even the most basic distinction between light and shadow. A strange feeling arose in Feng Jing's heart, and he realized that he had not yet completely escaped from that empty universe; he was still enveloped by some force.

He took a deep breath, trying to clear his mind. In this boundless darkness, his consciousness was sharper than ever before, as if he could see through everything, yet unable to control anything. The power from "nothingness" still lingered in the distance, as if waiting for some kind of guidance.

"Where the hell is this?" Feng Jing whispered to himself, his heart full of doubts.

He tried hard to concentrate, to free himself from this endless feeling of emptiness, but no matter what he did, he could not change the situation before him. He felt an unprecedented confusion and powerlessness, as if that profound power had already severed his connection with the world, leaving him as a lonely soul floating in the void.

Just as he was lost in thought, Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly vibrated, as if a mysterious force was subtly guiding him. He no longer resisted, but chose to follow the guidance of this force, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.

As time passed, Feng Jing's consciousness gradually relaxed, as if he had fallen into a meditative state. He felt an invisible energy surge from all directions, rapidly filling his consciousness. He felt as if awakening from a deep sleep, and the whole world began to subtly change.

The darkness was gradually broken by a faint ray of light. It wasn't dazzling, but rather carried a profound calm, like the tranquility and antiquity of the origin of the universe. Feng Jing opened his eyes and found himself standing in a realm filled with radiance. Surrounding him were endless stars, twinkling with light, as if they had traveled from ancient times. Deep within the starry sky, a powerful attraction faintly seemed to be guiding him in a certain direction.

Feng Jing's steps involuntarily began to move towards the source of that attraction. He realized that this starry sky was not an illusion, but a real realm. And this attraction was the key to his self-awakening.

He walked further and further, gradually approaching the core area of ​​​​glimmering light. Here, the light of each star seemed particularly gentle, like the pulse of the universe, with a slow and orderly rhythm. Feng Jing felt his heartbeat begin to synchronize with the rhythm of the starry sky, as if he was closely connected to the breathing and pulse of the entire universe.

Feng Jing suddenly stopped in his tracks as he reached the center of the glow. A portal composed of countless starlight appeared before him. On the other side of the portal, a gigantic figure could be vaguely seen. It was indistinct, yet emanated an immense majesty and power.

The figure seemed to be waiting for him. Feng Jing's heartbeat quickened, and countless questions flashed through his mind. Who was waiting for him? Had he already embarked on some unknown destiny?

Without a second thought, he stepped toward the portal. As he approached, the figure within gradually became clearer. It was a being clad in ancient robes, its features faintly visible. Its aura was that of an ancient deity: profound, vast, and filled with boundless wisdom and power. Feng Jing's heart was filled with awe. He knew this being was no ordinary being, but one that transcended all matter and time, representing the very beginnings of the universe.

"You're finally here." The voice was deep and resonant, carrying a hint of indescribable power. "Feng Jing, you have reached the end of this road, but this is just another beginning."

Feng Jing didn't answer, simply staring at the being, his heart filled with questions. He realized he could no longer comprehend what was happening before his eyes. This wasn't just a turning point in the physical world; it was a challenge to the limits of his mind and thoughts. Standing there, he felt insignificant, yet he couldn't help but feel a sense of peace he had never felt before.

"Are you the messenger of 'Nothing', or...?" Feng Jing finally couldn't help asking, although he knew that this question could not fully explain everything in front of him.

"I am not 'nothing'." The voice sounded softly, like a whisper flowing through the air, "I am not 'something' either. I exist between the beginning and the end of everything. What you have experienced is just one link in the myriad existences. You are not unique, Feng Jing, you are merely a node in this universe's ever-recurring cycle."

Feng Jing's heart trembled again. He had begun to understand that the being before him represented not a single life or force, but the source and ultimate law of the universe itself. It was invisible, transcending the limitations of time and space, and was the very foundation of all existence.

"So..." Feng Jing's voice was a little low, "Is everything I've experienced, whether it's creation, destruction, or all the choices I've made, destined?"

"Destined?" The voice chuckled. "What you understand as 'destined' is only one side of your perception. You think you chose your fate, but in reality, you've been part of it from the very beginning. Everything you do is part of a cycle, inescapable and unchangeable."

Feng Jing suddenly felt a complex mix of relief and deep regret. It turned out that everything he had experienced, all the struggles and efforts, were just part of this cycle. He could never escape the constraints of this fate, and at the core of it all was a "dream" and "nothingness" that he couldn't comprehend.

Yet, Feng Jing didn't despair. Instead, he experienced a strange realization. He realized that regardless of whether this cycle was destined or not, he could still find his own meaning within it. Even if he couldn't transcend the framework of fate, at least he could choose how to live meaningfully within it.

"In that case, then what should I do?" Feng Jing asked again, his eyes full of determination.

"You've made your choice," the voice slowly responded. "You've chosen to awaken, to face the truth. You're not powerless; you possess the power to change your destiny. However, the world you seek to change may not be the one you understand."

Feng Jing was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "Then, how should I face the road ahead?"

"Go on," the voice whispered. "Accept everything and move toward the unknown. You are not alone. You are the epitome of all possibility."

Chapter 864: Variations of fate, reversal of time