Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 815

The Rift in Time and Space and the Dawn of Return

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually coalesced, as if emerging from the abyss of the universe, and he began to sense subtle fluctuations. When he came to, though consciousness hadn't fully returned, he could already feel the presence of his body. The surrounding scene was constantly shifting, and cracks in time and space split the previously coherent reality like lightning. Each crack carried infinite possibilities, like the veins of time and space, weaving countless intertwined destinies.

Feng Jing gathered his consciousness, knowing he had undergone a complete transformation. The energy drawn from the abyss of emptiness flowed like a torrent, filling every cell in his body. He was no longer the lost Feng Jing of the past. Now, he was a being beyond the constraints of time and space, possessing the power to resonate with the laws of the universe.

Yet, he also understood that he was still trapped in a great mystery. The mysterious voice had told him that he no longer belonged to any dimension or timeline. So, what kind of existence was he? Why had he been through all this? These questions shrouded his mind like a fog.

"I'm no longer myself..." Feng Jing softly repeated the voice's words, the shock welling up in his heart once again. It seemed as if those words not only revealed his transformation but also hinted at the truth of everything. Feng Jing's consciousness began to return to memories of the past. The passage of time and the entanglement of fate seemed to take on a new dimension in this intertwined moment.

He found himself in a desolate space. There was no ground, no sky, nothing around him but endless darkness and emptiness. Standing in the void, Feng Jing's mind was filled with doubts. He realized he hadn't completely emerged from the void, but had been projected into some unknown dimension. It was a place akin to a dream, yet more real than a dream.

Suddenly, a bright light pierced the darkness, and Feng Jing's heart trembled violently. The light was like an arrow of time, traversing endless space and piercing the depths of his soul. Feng Jing's heart tightened, and his body was involuntarily drawn to the beam, as if some invisible force was pulling him. His consciousness moved rapidly again, quickly passing through the light.

The light faded, and Feng Jing found himself in a completely different space. This time, he saw the starry sky, the vast universe seemingly before his eyes. Countless planets floated in the void, and the Milky Way stretched out in the distance like a beautiful ribbon of light. The stars shone brightly, and the twinkling stars made Feng Jing hold his breath.

This place felt like the center of the universe, each star radiating unimaginable power. They spun rapidly before Feng Jing's eyes, forming a vast galaxy. Each planet seemed to hold some unknown secret. Feng Jing's consciousness was drawn to the starlight, his body involuntarily floating in the air, as if merging with the stars.

He gradually understood that this wasn't just a microcosm of the universe, but an extension of his consciousness. Every planet, every galaxy, even every meteor, was a product of his thoughts. His soul had found its home in this space, and everything he had experienced, from the hardships of the past to the transformation of the present, was a manifestation of the strength within him.

"You're finally here." A familiar voice sounded beside Feng Jing's ears, gentle and deep. Feng Jing couldn't help but be startled. It was a voice he once knew well—it came from the soul in his heart, the other side of his soul, the existence that had accompanied him through so many long years.

Feng Jing listened attentively, and the starry sky around him seemed to be responding to the voice. The stars twinkled, and the mystery of the universe was revealed at that moment.

Feng Jing's heart trembled, and then he was overwhelmed by an unprecedented awakening. Everything in the past seemed to vanish into thin air. Everything he had experienced, whether it was pain, failure, struggle, or effort, found its home in this moment. He suddenly understood that all of this was a projection of the power deep within him, the condensation of his mind and soul.

"I am no longer myself..." Feng Jing softly repeated the voice's words, a series of thoughts echoing in his mind. "I have surpassed my past self and become a new being. So, what kind of existence am I? What does everything I have experienced mean?"

"You are no longer that simple human, no longer Feng Jing confined to a single time and space." The voice responded again, "You are now a new being, the intersection of all time and space. You possess the power of creation and destruction, and the ability to explore the endless universe. You can manipulate the rifts in time and space, travel through different dimensions, and connect countless worlds."

Feng Jing was so shocked he could barely speak. Only then did he truly understand the true meaning behind every moment he experienced. His consciousness was no longer confined to a small self, but interwoven with the threads of the entire universe, becoming a part of this infinite starry landscape. He had transcended the limitations of humanity, entering a whole new dimension, becoming an eternal force within the universe.

"Then how should I proceed?" Feng Jing finally spoke, his voice full of confusion and expectation.

"You will create your own future," the voice replied. "You no longer need to rely on any external force or guidance. All the answers lie within you. Every choice you make will shape a whole new world. You have broken free from the constraints of fate and become the master of your own destiny."

Feng Jing felt an irresistible force surge within him. His hands began to tremble, not only from the enormity of the force, but also from the realization that he was no longer the Feng Jing of the past. Instead, he was a fearless being, standing at the end of his destiny, ready to write his own legend.

"How will I create it?" Feng Jing asked in a low voice.

"You already possess the power of creation and change," the voice responded again. "Whether traveling into the past or exploring the future, you have the ability to repair the rifts in time and space or to open a whole new chapter. You are no longer a passive existence, but the power to control your destiny."

Feng Jing's eyes sparkled, and the confusion in his heart began to dissipate. He finally understood that everything he had experienced had led to this moment. He no longer needed to be confused; all the choices were in his own hands.

Chapter 816: Rift Gate and Multiple Selves