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Silent Caster's Journey:A hero, a villain and a Psychopath

The story follows Onver, a mute character who has endured nightmares since childhood. Bullied relentlessly by his acquaintances and falsely accused by the democratic world of Earth, he experiences a series of misfortunes and terrifying nightmares. Consequently from his childhood, because of that he develops a conflicting bipolar personality that constantly battles between an urge to kill and the suppression of such thoughts. However, Onver's life takes an unexpected turn when he is kidnapped by a secret organization conducting human experiments. He becomes the subject of a torturous experiment and eventually loses his life. but wait he once again Awakens in the same world and same body. Upon awakening, he finds himself back on Earth, only to discover extraordinary hidden realms coexisting alongside Earth. These mystical realms are brimming with magic and inhabitants unlike those on Earth. As the boundaries between those realms blur, with the magical realm encroaching upon Earth, Onver embarks on an epic journey within this wondrous land. Along his path, he must grapple with his internal struggles, confront his haunting past, and unearth the truth hidden within his newfound existence. -------------- [{Warning: This work is purely fiction, and it does not promote any kind of violence against any living being. Please read with caution. This contains hardcore gore and psychologically twisted things }] Tags |Dark| Evil | Mute Mc | Slow pace | Weak to strong| [Antihero] |Wrong to evil |Tragedy | Dark humour | Magical Mystery | No system or reincarnation | Slow development |

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Return-Rebirth (enlightenment )

[Onver's POV]

I find myself in a place filled with eternal darkness, a place that doesn't consist of anything. It is void, there is nothing to be seen. It is nothingness.

I don't know how much time has passed since the last thing I remember is a weird lady asking me a question as I float around in that endless space.

This feeling is indescribable. It is like this place is meant for me. This nothingness is my home. This emptiness is my goal. This void is the end of my journey.

Weirdly, I feel a sense of accomplishment, like I have come here and done all that I had to do.

Suddenly, a thought takes hold of me. How did I come here? My answer comes to me - I came here because I died. Yes, that lady killed me with an overdose.

I'm not angry or frustrated. I don't feel like I am losing something or anxious about seeing this endless empty void. I feel joy by being here. I am happy that I have merged my body into this endless space.

In this place, time has lost its meaning. Time itself is erased in this place and transformed into this endless empty void. But wait, how can something convert into nothing? This is not possible.

I am here trying to find the answer to how something turns into nothingness. If I could see how something converts into nothingness, I could get the answer.

But what is nothingness?

What causes nothingness?

What is emptiness?

What is the Void?

Wait, before that, how does nothingness come to be, and how can it be defined?

Through death, yes.

Death is what happens when someone dies.

Wait, what is death, and what causes death?

When someone dies, their body system stops working. They stop breathing, thinking, and moving. Oh, so how can I think?

Wait, how did death come to be? It came from an accident, it came to be by disease, it comes from a lack of food.

Wait, they are just a result. What happened before we died? In an accident, our bodies were destroyed.

In disease, our body starts to destroy from the inside out. In lack of food, our body starts to consume itself for nutrition. Is destruction related to death?

Yes, it is.

I'm thinking about useless stuff, but it's not boring. I don't know why.

How many times have I asked the same question? How many times did one question lead to another?

But one thing is noticeable - all the things are related to death and destruction and life and creation.

I am happy! It gives me this feeling of peace that no one else is here but me. It's so enjoyable; I don't want to leave. I am at peace and cannot get enough sleep and thought.

I am deep in my questions and answers. Suddenly, disturbing my peaceful life, I notice a bright light portal that is big, too big. It looks like a giant portal, and in front of it, I look like a dust particle.

Why? Who is disturbing my rest? I don't want to leave! Alas, to my misfortune, the galaxy-sized portal is coming toward me.

No, it is not coming toward me; I am being sucked into that portal. It is trying to eject me from here, from this peaceful place, from this paradise and oasis! This is heaven for me!

I don't know why my mind doesn't break after being lonely for an indefinite time in this place. I don't know why. I find this place like home.

I don't know, and I don't want to know. This is heaven. This is the end. This is the goal of every life form. This is the place that represents what we have to strive for.

But my thoughts don't stop me from getting entangled in that giant white galaxy-sized portal. And when I am near it, my one hand trespasses it. I see my reasoning for returning.

I realize that I have done nothing. I have accomplished nothing. I have just existed in this void, in this nothingness. And suddenly, the fear of being trapped here forever takes over me.

I don't want to be here anymore. I want to go back to the world of the living. I want to experience life again, to feel the warmth of the sun on my skin, to hear the sound of laughter and music, to taste delicious food, and to love and be loved. And with that thought, I am pulled out of the portal and back into the world of the living.

I open my eyes, and for a moment, I don't know where I am. As my entire body enters the portal, I notice a peculiar sight: a black eggshell floating around me. It begins to transform into something unexpected—cloth, genuine cloth.

There is something truly remarkable about these cloth pieces attaching themselves to me. I have heard of superpowers and magical phenomena before, but this display is both dramatic and astonishing.

Looking around, my eyes behold a city in ruins, with multiple buildings collapsing and heaps of debris scattered throughout. A fog of dust hovers above, obscuring the sun's rays from reaching the ground. The scent of destruction fills the atmosphere, I find it strangely satisfying.

As I look at the surroundings, my vision shifts, revealing colored particles swirling all around me.

My gaze then falls upon a girl illuminated by a bright white aura. It is in that moment of realization that I recognize her—an overwhelming sense of protection surges within her, regardless of her gentle and enigmatic expression.

She is dressed in a cosplay outfit, with blond hair and silver eyes that accentuate her oval face and sharp, egg-like face.

The brightness of her aura evokes a sense of adventure within me, but simultaneously, an urge to engulf her existence, to consume her very being, courses through me.

I am drawn to her beauty, yet a stronger desire to eliminate her overshadows everything else.

With a bone-chilling thought, I exclaim internally, "I will... kill her!"

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