chapter 37 Awakening in the Abyss

I was floating, hovering in an utter reflectionless black. Whether I was drifting along or suspended in place, I couldn't tell. All I knew was that there was nothing else no sound, taste, smell, or touch in this sea of perpetual darkness.

At first, it was peaceful. I felt like I was both nothing and everything at the same time. I was a tiny speck in a vast universe, yet I also felt like nothing else existed aside from myself. It was a strange, paradoxical sensation serene but isolating.

However, as time passed, I began to recall more of who I was: Kaito Takahashi. Yet, the memories brought no comfort. I couldn't do anything. I tried curling my fingers and toes, flaring my nostrils, opening my mouth. But there was no sensation, no response. I couldn't even feel myself breathe.

Fear took hold quickly. It didn't manifest in the usual physiological ways no thumping heart, no quickening breath, no trembling body. It was a pure, undiluted terror that came from the realization that I was utterly alone, suspended in nothingness. My consciousness existed, but nothing else seemed to.

I wished I could feel something But time passed, and there was no way to measure it, no way to keep track. It felt like eons drifted by, and I was left with only my thoughts, spiraling deeper into madness.

I tried everything to stay sane. I screamed, yet no sound came out. I bit down hard, trying to sever my own tongue, but there was no sensation, no pain. I simply existed, with no way to break free from the void that surrounded me.

And then, after what felt like an eternity, I felt a slight prickle on my body , my arm. I jolted out of my stupor. It was the first sensation I had experienced in what felt like forever. A few moments later, another powerful shockwave spread across my chest. The prickles escalated into sharp, piercing pains, but I didn't care. Even pain was a welcome reminder that I existed.

I waited eagerly for the next wave of sensation. my vision began brightening until the void was overtaken by a blinding white light. As the light consumed more of my vision, a sense of familiarity struck me. This was something I had experienced before—when I had transmigrated.

But something was different this time. There were no new memories flooding in, no disorienting rush of information. This wasn't another transmigration. It was something else, something more profound.

I was trapped in the void itself.

The realization sent a shiver through me. How do you escape from nothingness? I pondered the question, and as I did, I instinctively tried to move my arm again. To my shock, I felt something a tremor, a ripple in the void. It was faint at first, but it was there.

That's when it clicked. It wasn't just a random movement—it was my ability, the power to create vibrations, to generate quakes. It was more than just a mere ability; it held the power to destroy the very world. The void itself seemed to respond to my will, trembling as if acknowledging my presence.

So this is what it feels like, the awakening of true power.

The realization was both exhilarating and terrifying. I had always known that my power was immense, but here, in the void, it was limitless. I could feel the vibrations building, growing stronger with each passing moment. The shockwaves I generated didn't just travel through the void they shattered it, causing ripples that reverberated through the nothingness.

I focused on the vibrations, honing them, intensifying them. The void around me began to crack and fracture, like glass under immense pressure. I could feel the power coursing through me, the energy building to a crescendo. It was the power to destroy worlds, the ability to generate massive vibrations that could travel through any medium - earth, sea, air, and even the void itself.

The void began to collapse around me, the darkness shattering into fragments of light. The sensation of breaking free was overwhelming, as if the very fabric of reality was being torn apart by the force of my will. I could feel the world beyond the void, the pull of gravity, the rush of air, the warmth of light.

And then, with a final surge of energy, I shattered the void completely.

I awoke with a gasp, my body jerking as if I had been pulled from the depths of a nightmare. I was lying on the ground, surrounded by large size tree and a mountain only thing I can think is am no longer in Konoha but who cares about that. My chest heaved as I sucked in lungfuls of air, the sensation of breathing a stark contrast to the suffocating void I had just escaped.

Kaito Takahashi stood amidst the towering trees and the looming mountain, his breath ragged and his body trembling. The intense power he had just unleashed still thrummed through him, each heartbeat a reminder of the void he had shattered. The world around him was different vivid and full of life, in stark contrast to the endless darkness he had escaped.

As the initial shock subsided, Kaito began to take in his surroundings. The forest was dense, the air thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. Birds chirped in the distance, and a gentle breeze rustled the leaves above. It was a serene and peaceful place, yet the tranquility only served to heighten the turmoil within him. He wasn't in Konoha anymore,that much was clear but where he was, or how he had arrived here, remained a mystery

He flexed his fingers, i use Vibrational Echoes. It felt different now more real, more attuned to the energy that pulsed beneath the surface. The power to create vibrations, to generate quakes that could destroy the very fabric of reality, was now his to command. But it wasn't just the raw power that had changed; it was his very essence, his understanding of the world and his place within it.

Kaito closed his eyes and reached out with his newfound senses. He could feel the earth beneath him, the steady hum of life all around, the flow of energy through the ground and the air. It was as if he had become one with the world itself, able to perceive the slightest tremor, the faintest ripple in the fabric of reality.

As he focused, he became aware of something else his body it severely injured Kaito glanced down at his hands, flexing his fingers experimentally. His skin, once smooth, was now marred by patches of charred flesh and deep, jagged scars that seemed to pulse with a dull, persistent pain. These were more than just physical wounds they were a reminder of the sheer power that had nearly obliterated him.

The memory of Orochimaru's dragon breath attack surged to the forefront of his mind. He had been caught in path, the searing heat threatening to consume him entirely. In that moment of desperation, he had reached deep within himself, tapping into a power he had never fully understood a power that had shattered the void and saved him from certain death.