The Return of Astra

Zen. The strongest being in the universe. He grew from an orphan with nothing but his own talent to the strongest being to ever exist in his universe, earning him the nickname Astra. If you asked The Emperor, The Archmage, The War God, The Moon Priestess, The Eldest Dragon Numinox, who was the strongest? They would all reply the same name, Astra, or what his few closest friends knew him as, Zen. He grew so strong.. that the laws of the universe refused to let him die. He lived for 1000's of years, with no challenge, no adversary, no enemy. He was at the top, he had reached his goal, completed the main drive for his existence, and he hated it. It was only when he reached the top that he realised what was truly important. It was the journey. The people he met, friends he made, the fights where life and death could be decided in a single second, this was what truly made him feel alive. Without that.. he was nothing but an empty shell. He tried killing himself. He teleported to deep space and got rid of the spiritual energy around his lungs, intending to suffocate himself. When he woke up, he no longer required breathing to live. He refused to eat or sleep, tried cutting his neck open, even jumping into a volcano, but he always survived. So, he did the only thing he could in that situation. Put himself into a coma and sealed himself away for eternity, never to wake again. If he couldn't die, couldn't feel any excitement or joy, then he would go into an eternal slumber. He wasn't all that surprised when he woke up, he somewhat expected the universe to play its cruel tricks once again. His body returning to that of a child with no strength, in a completely different world? Now that, that was a surprise.