Prologue

I flew through the revolting graveyard of the universe and the muffled beating of drums reminded me of my insignificant figure.

I saw horrors beyond describing.

My body was no more, I was in a term dead. Was this after life? Pure horror? The only thing left of me was just me but also not me. This feeling is something that can't be described in words. This is beyond human understanding.

The twisted wines that spread beyond space and time.

The sound that even silence makes.Everlasting.

The eternal black-like body of space.

Below it was the net-like body of time.

Thousands of eyes in the form of stars.

This figure shows the insignificance of human consciousness.

All the talk about religion, relationships, problems, and life was empty.

From the start, humans have considered themself as special. Live as if the entire universe revolves around them, but the truth is humans are miserable denizens of a wretched flyspeck on the backdoor of the microscopic universe. Ignorant to truth.

I would have gone mad if not for the single tentacle-like monster stretching out its limbs and throwing me.

Before I knew I was already in a sweaty body. With a single note in human language saying-

"Survive and suffer but don't lose yourself."

End of prologue and the start of book 1. Title-" Universe of horrors and mystery of disappearance."