The Sixteenth Reincarnated Soul

In an endless expanse where not a glimmer of light graced the scene, time itself appeared to halt, suspended in an otherworldly realm. 

Here, it wasn't Hell or Heaven, but a space void of light, land, water, or air- devoid of everything.

Amid this boundless emptiness, a single soul drifted without purpose, moving aimlessly through the vastness.

Then, in a breathtaking moment, an ominous abyss cracked open before the soul, devoured it whole before sealing shut once more.

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In a distant galaxy, many worlds away from Earth's grasp, within an alluring celestial sealed boundary, a radiant ball brimming with boundless energy gently hovers amidst the space boundary. 

Instead of drifting, it remains serenely stationary, rooted in its singular position.

And then, in a sudden mesmerizing moment, as if sensing something, the glowing ball trembles ever so slightly, causing its luminance to surge, casting a brilliant radiance that bathes the entire space boundary in resplendent light.

HAHAHAHAHA!

"A match made in heaven! I can feel it, a perfect match finally appeared again after ten thousand years."

"Hehehe! I should move, I should hurry up before that ugly skeleton bastard threw it into the vortex of shadow."

Laughter reverberating, a mirthful voice sounded with ethereal ripples throughout the space boundary."

In an instant, the sealed boundary shook and a hole the size of a ball open up within the barrier and as swift as a bolt of lightning, the ball of light escape, vanishing into the boundless horizon.

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In a foreboding place know to be the deadly 'Eternal Abyss.' A realm where time itself seems to stand still, and the very essence of mortality hangs heavily in the air.

The abode is a place of eternal darkness and sorrow, where the souls of the departed await their fate, and the boundaries between the living and the dead blur into an unsettling, haunting tapestry.

Right now, in front of millions of souls waiting to cross the boundary between living and death, stood The Legendary Grim Reaper.

Shrouded in a tattered cloak as black as the void, standing tall and skeletal, a towering figure of death incarnate.

His bony fingers clutch a scythe, its blade gleaming with an otherworldly, deadly aura. Hollow, glowing sockets replace eyes, casting an unsettling and penetrating gaze upon those who meet his gaze.

Behind the Grim Reaper, there swirled a colossal vortex of shadows, an abyssal whirlpool that greedily swallow forth countless lost souls one after another, drawing them into its inky depths. 

Before him, a strange book floated serenely in the air, its pages filled with the stories of lives lived and lost. 

With each graceful sweep of his skeletal hand, he inscribed the names, age and cause of death of those spiraling into the enchanting whirlpool of fate.

"Strange, why does such an intense hatred and resentment dwell deep within this soul? The Grim Reaper whispered softly as he observed the soul before them."

"Zephyrion Venomblade, hmm, now that's an intriguing name." The skeletal figure mused with a hint of curiosity, his quill gliding gracefully as he began inscribing the soul's life events onto the ethereal book before him. 

"A resident of Planet Earth, a peerless assassin who met an untimely demise at the tender age of twenty-two. Betrayed and ruthlessly slain by his own twin brother, and even when question about the reason he took his brother's life, he remained silent, letting this soul carries the burden of unanswered questions. A tragic tale that tugs at the strings of sympathy."

Although he said that, the grim reaper's facial expression remained unmoved and have no pity in his eyes, for he had witnessed countless such tragic demises recorded into the ethereal book during his endless millennia here.

Besides, this was still far from the most grimmest of death he had witnessed.

With a swift final glance at the soul before him, he casually extended his hand towards the shadowy vortex lurking behind him. 

In an instant, the vortex erupted with an insatiable hunger for the soul, drawing it in with a greedy embrace.

But in that very moment the soul neared the brink of consumption by the relentless vortex, a dazzling orb of light enveloped it, resembling a protective dome, stopping the soul from being swallow by the vortex.

Then a ball, radiating with intense energy suddenly materialized a short distance away from the Grim Reaper.

The grim reaper was taken aback as his eyes fell on the ball of light. "You, it's you again. Why are you suddenly here?" The grim reaper grunted with displeasure.

Clearly, the Grim Reaper and the radiant ball were not on the same terms.

"You bony skeletal bastard! Had I arrived a mere two seconds later, you would have devoured this precious soul, shattering the opportunity I've awaited for years!" The ball quivered, sending forth spiritual ripples through the space.

"Are you courting death? Must I seek your approval before allowing these souls to traverse the threshold between life and death? This realm is mine, and here, I am the sovereign ruler."

"F*ck you and your so-called realm! Consider yourself fortunate this time around, as the soul has yet to cross to the other side. Otherwise, I'd erase your existence from the universe itself." The ball of light spoke, bringing tumbling ripples through the space.

"Talking as though you could end me," the Grim Reaper scoffed at the ball's arrogant words.

"I dare to visit your domain anytime and flaunt my arrogance like a crown, yet, you remain powerless to erase me. Does that not make you angry thinking about it? Tell me, are you angry?" The ball taunted with a hint of mockery in its voice as it began to float closer to the soul ensconced in it energy power.

The Grim Reaper's gaze turn cold and sharp. "Remember, the day your light energy runs out is the day you cease to exist in this universe."

The hovering ball came to an abrupt halt, trembling slightly in the vast expanse upon hearing the Reaper's chilling reply. "Oh, absolutely! That's precisely why I'm choosing this soul today, even if it doesn't quite meet my usual standards."

The ethereal glowing ball gracefully glided to a halt in front of the soul, circling it with a gentle curiosity, thoroughly examining its essence.

"Hatred, loyalty, betrayal, revenge and a touch of prowess in battle. The ball softly murmured, revealing the skills and regrets that filled the soul before its final death."

"After just one minute of studying, the radiant sphere paused, and its melodious voice rang out slowly, 'This soul, a gem, is the finest I've encountered in years. It possesses all the qualities I seek, yet it's missing that one last piec.....' The luminous ball suddenly fell silent, sensing something within the soul it might have previously overlooked."

"The ball swiftly reexamined the soul, a sense of urgency washing over it as it realized it might have overlooked something crucial, and in just a few heartbeats..."

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

"REINCARNATION AFFINITY!!"

"This soul unexpectedly possesses the final requirement I've sought for countless years, a wait spanning thousands of years, waiting for these few thousands years has truly proven worthwhile."

HAHAHAHA!

"It seems, dear Grim Reaper, that the day my energy runs out won't be arriving anytime soon. Hehehe." The luminous ball merrily teased the Reaper.

"Hearing this, the Grim Reaper was taken aback - "this soul had managed to forge a connection with rebirth during his mortal life? In the vast expanse of the universe, the privilege of experiencing the sweet nectar of reincarnation was granted to very few, if memory serves me right, only fifteen souls."

The Grim Reaper sigh in agreement. Even if the luminous ball of light didn't intervene to prevent the soul from being engulfed by the swirling vortex, the shadowy vortex would eventually deny and reject the soul. It would recognized the soul's lingering chance for a second life.

"The process of rebirth will commence in just any few minutes to come, Grim Reaper. You've had your way, you won't find me visiting your realm again. Hehehe."

"Just get out of my domain already, you shameless wanderer." The Grim Reaper spoke in annoyance. "By the way, in years that you have been coming here, rejecting souls after souls that didn't meet your requirements. I have never heard you mention your name once, you are just a luminous ball with terrifying energy within but yet, even I am humbled before you in terms of power. I'm left wondering about your purpose in this universe."

"Me? I don't go by a name. I exist as a powerful system, taking the form of a glowing ball, a manifestation of boundless power and energy!" The ball spoke in a mysterious way."

"System? What the f*ck is that?" The grim reaper didn't bother to ask any more questions. He felt that the glowing ball was lying and playing with him.

Suddenly, without a hint of warning, the once ever floating soul in the space abyss began to tremble with fervor. A multitude of energies swirled into existence around it, like the birth of a million twinkling stars.

As the reincarnation process commenced, the radiant ball of light couldn't contain its joy, bursting into a merry, melodious laughter. 

Swift as a phantom, it move through the space, and with grace akin to a dance, seamlessly merged into the trembling soul, becoming one with its essence

These energies, as ancient as the universe itself, materializes around the floating soul. These heavenly ancient energies weave together, forming an complex web of light and life.

Within this luminous web, the soul's essence undergoes a sacred change, absorbing the very essence of the energy. And then, in a burst of divine radiance, it was born anew.

In the very instant the soul was reborn, it found itself drawn to a far away galaxy and with that, a big spatial crack suddenly appear and swallow the soul whole. Restoring silence to the Eternal Abyss.

It was only after several seconds that the Grim Reaper finally sigh.

This was not the first time he was witnessing the reincarnation process, but what was so strange to him was how the mysterious glowing ball suddenly disappear into the soul and merge with it. This was the first time he was seeing something like that.

"He cast a glance at the floating book before him and with a graceful wave of his hand, the previous tales of the soul's journey vanished in an instant, making way for the words to shine anew- 'Zephyrion, the sixteenth reincarnated soul.'"

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(A/N):

"To all those who've been reading this novel thus far, thank you for enduring and for your patience."

Rest assured, the next chapter is going to be uhhhhh... You know, MC thing, If you catch my drift. Hehehe(winks)