How it all began

In the endless space, a big comet was flying. Passing by several celestial objects and starts. Strangely enough, an old man with wrinkles, long white hear and beard was sleeping on it.

He seemed to be so weak, so weak that one would think he would die from a touch. Yet the high speed could not affect him. Even asteroids that happened to cross him by a certain range would suddenly crumble to nothingness.

Suddenly his eyes opened abruptly, his pupils dilated like a black hole that could devour anything. The void around him trembled for a moment before stabilizing after he blinked his eyes twice.

'' sigh, This dream... ''

Although he called it a dream, he knew to well that things were more complicated that, especially after all the years he had lived. This was not simply a dream but a divination given by heavens itself.

He stood up, his hands behind his back, narrowing his eyes.

'' its all because of you, I need to clean behind you after you will make a mess. But I guess its not a completely loosing situation. ''

He was chosen by the heavens, he was spared from death and lived for millions of year, he could explore all paths and reach peak like none ever did. But there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world.

One day, a young man will experience the loss of his wife, in deep sorrow, he will decide to embark on the path of cultivation in hopes to become strong enough to protect his loved ones and revive his wife. It just happened that he had found a peerless artifact and a divine technique. And thus, he reached the peak of this world, only to find out that reviving her wife was not possible. with an annihilated soul that did not reach the cycle it was out of his power to revive her. Not under the order of the heavens.

He decided to fight against the heavens and destroyed its will. In the end, he indeed had a good ending, reviving his wife. But he simply left this place without any consideration to what would happen. A selfish man who only thought about himself, did he ever think what would happen in a world without heavens will ?

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'' it seems like that time has come, I need to enter the cycle, he has been born. I soon will need to clean out the mess this brat did. Humph ! ''

His two hands were stretched to their extremities as if he wanted to hug the world. He began to chant some ancient incantations, his voice resonating with the cosmos, Each words carrying the weight of his knowledge and spiritual power. As the incantations reached a crescendo, his body became enveloped in a radiant glow, like a beacon of spiritual energy. his aura expanded, rippling with the power of enlightenment and transcendence, as it forged a connection with the cosmic energies that govern life and death. An illusory altar appeared.

With a final, resolute breath, he channeled his cultivated essence into the altar, activating its hidden mechanisms and unlocking the gates of the reincarnation cycle. A brilliant vortex of energy forms above the altar, swirling with shades of vibrant light and shadow. It is a portal to the realms beyond, a gateway to the cycle of rebirth.

With utmost concentration and clarity of mind, he steps into the vortex, his body fading into the ethereal realm...