A chance at Rebirth

Ashen's consciousness swirled with confusion as he found himself standing in a vast, ethereal white hall. The sheer magnitude of the hall and the presence of the enormous beings seated upon divine thrones left him awestruck. It was clear that he had entered a realm far beyond mortal comprehension, where the fates of souls were decided.

The beings, radiating an aura of ancient wisdom and power, regarded him with piercing gazes. Their eyes seemed to hold the secrets of the universe, and Ashen felt a deep reverence wash over him in their presence. They were the arbiters of destinies, the ones who held the power to shape the course of his existence.

One of the divine beings, their voice resonating like thunder, spoke directly to Ashen. "Ashen, mortal soul who has shown great courage and sacrifice, you have arrived at a critical juncture. We offer you a choice that will shape the path of your soul. You may enter Valhalla, a realm of eternal glory and honor, or you may return to the mortal realm, but at a great price."

Ashen's heart pounded in his chest as he considered the weight of the decision before him. Valhalla, a realm of legendary warriors, promised everlasting bliss and the camaraderie of the honored dead. It was an enticing offer, a chance to bask in the glory of his heroic deeds for eternity.

But the second option, the prospect of returning to the mortal realm, captured his attention. The divine being continued, their voice grave and solemn. "If you choose to return to the mortal realm, you shall be granted the gift of time. You will be sent back to a specific moment, armed with the knowledge and experience you have gained. However, know that there is a grave consequence. When your time in this second timeline comes to an end, your soul shall be fractured into multiple fragments and condemned to the depths of hell, to suffer torment for all eternity."

Ashen's mind whirled with conflicting emotions. The lure of Valhalla's eternal bliss was strong, but the chance to alter the course of history, to rectify past mistakes and protect those he cherished, called to him with an unyielding resolve. He understood the gravity of the sacrifice demanded of him, the eternal damnation that awaited him in the depths of hell. Yet, his sense of duty and love for humanity compelled him to choose the second option.

With a firm voice, Ashen spoke his decision. "I choose to return to the mortal realm, to rewrite the pages of history, even if it means the fracturing of my soul and eternal torment in hell. I cannot forsake the opportunity to protect those I hold dear, to make amends for the failures of the past."

The divine beings nodded, their expressions a mix of solemnity and admiration. They recognized the courage and selflessness in Ashen's choice, for he willingly embraced damnation to ensure the safety and salvation of others. In that moment, he became a paragon of sacrifice, a testament to the indomitable spirit of humanity.

As Ashen's decision reverberated through the white hall, a surge of energy enveloped him, lifting him into a vortex of light. Time and space twisted around him, as he felt himself hurtling back through the annals of history. The weight of his impending destiny settled upon his shoulders, and he steeled himself for the arduous journey that lay ahead.

(Meanwhile, back at the mysterious hall)

" Are you sure about this choice,you know that if he fails in stopping lucifer, that bastard will kill us. " A being bathed in what seems like the essence of the universe spoke.

"He is the only choice we have, unfortunately, as our chosen hero has vanished from the very fabric of reality," Another being said that was wrapped in utter darkness.

"I wonder who even caused that bastard to have a vendetta against us. " Another being wrapped in what seemed like spatial distortions as it looked to a being covered in light.

"It was all necessary for the merging of worlds, as what other race could we have used as sacrifices for it except the demons" The being wrapped in light commented in a way a keen to a grumble.

"May the creator have mercy on us, but at least we have our back-up plans," another being said as it looked around the room.

"Nooo!!What have you guys done."Another being said as it caught on to what was happening.

"What was necessary" Another retorted as it smiled looking at a group of individuals through a crystal ball.