Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 137: Space-Time Rift, God Chapter Restart

A crack in time and space, a mythical reboot

Feng Jing's consciousness was torn into countless pieces, each piece was spinning rapidly in some invisible force, sometimes being pulled farther and farther, and sometimes being compressed to the limit, as if experiencing a violent whirlwind in the endless void.

He felt his own existence gradually blurring, as if he was no longer a complete individual, but a particle floating in the interweaving of infinite dimensions, partly existing, partly vanishing. Every second, he experienced unprecedented pain and confusion—his soul could no longer define who he was, where he was, or even where he was.

However, at this moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded, and the void before Feng Jing's eyes seemed to be ripped apart by an invisible giant hand, and the energy in the cracks surged out like a torrent. The beam of light appeared in Feng Jing's vision again, but this time, it was no longer golden, but a deep purple that made people afraid to look directly at it, like a source of energy carrying endless terror and destruction.

"Feng Jing," a voice with a strange smile came from all directions at the same time, "Can you feel it? All of this is a dream I wove for you. You always thought you were escaping, but you never left."

The sarcasm and sneer in the voice made Feng Jing shudder, as if all his previous resistance, struggle and pain were just a game in the hands of Princess Shen.

"You want to break the cycle of reincarnation, don't you?" Princess Shen's voice rang out again, a mixture of indifference and enthusiasm. "But you are wrong, Feng Jing. You think reincarnation is a bondage, but in reality, it is the most powerful freedom. Every collapse of the universe is a brand new creation, and I have long been waiting for you at the end of reincarnation."

Feng Jing tried to make a sound, but his throat seemed to be blocked by an invisible hand, and even the faintest moan could not be uttered. His eyes were filled with fear and disbelief, and his body seemed to be locked firmly by a huge suction force, unable to move.

"You thought your death would be the end, but you were wrong," Princess Shen's voice was still gentle, yet filled with a suffocating calmness. "Every death is the beginning of a new world for me. And you, no matter what, cannot escape this fate."

Suddenly, a burst of purple-red light erupted, and Feng Jing's vision blurred. He felt as if some force had pulled him into another dimension, a world far more insane than any he had ever known. Chaotic space and time overlapped before his eyes, and time seemed to be constantly flowing backwards and accelerating. Every moment was filled with unspeakable absurdity.

He began to see incomprehensible images. A tall figure walked beneath a burning sky, treading on shattered stars. Those stars, like shattered mirrors, drifted through space and time, emitting a dim glow. Feng Jing vaguely recognized that figure as Princess Shen.

Her eyes held no emotion, only bottomless darkness and boundless indifference. She slowly extended her hand, and the stars shattered in the air as she moved. The universe twisted under the ripples of her palm, and the entire fabric of space and time softened beneath her fingers like clay.

"Feng Jing, have you ever thought about what the so-called 'world' really is? You think everything follows certain laws, but you're wrong." Princess Shen's voice still echoed in Feng Jing's ears. Her words became increasingly chaotic, as if each sentence contained fragments of countless parallel universes. "The real world has no rules, no constraints. There is only endless destruction and rebirth, only the most primal power, and I am the one who controls it all."

Feng Jing's eyes were filled with confusion and fear. He suddenly realized that he was no longer a simple being. What Princess Shen had said was beyond his comprehension. He was no longer an ordinary individual, but a chess piece in this mad world. Not even the chessboard existed, only endless emptiness and chaos.

"Do you think you can understand all the truth?" Princess Shen chuckled softly, "No, your understanding will always remain at a low level. You simply cannot comprehend the true nature of the universe. Everything you know is nothing but an illusion I have woven, a void I have made you see."

Feng Jing's soul seemed to be torn apart, and each fragment floated in the endless universe like an insignificant dust. He no longer had any perception, as if his entire existence had merged with the world, leaving only an empty consciousness floating in the endless chaos.

Suddenly, a blinding flash of light passed, and Feng Jing felt a powerful suction pulling him into another world. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in an endless expanse of ruins. The sky was ripped apart by lightning, and the ground was littered with shattered buildings and twisted metal debris. The air around him was filled with the smell of scorched earth and decay.

"Look, Feng Jing," Princess Shen's voice echoed in the air, "this is the true 'world' I created. There are no rules, no order, only destruction and rebirth. Every moment is a new beginning."

Her figure appeared before Feng Jing. This time, she was no longer the mysterious being, but a deity surrounded by darkness, emitting endless power. Her eyes were devoid of any human emotion, only a cold abyss.

"This is the ultimate cycle of reincarnation," she whispered. "Every destruction is not the end, but another beginning. You will forever watch this world collapse and be reborn. You will witness the destruction and rebirth of countless universes, and you, Feng Jing, will always be the unforgiven witness."

Feng Jing's eyes gradually regained clarity as he began to understand that all this madness and absurdity was actually an inescapable fate. He was no longer the protagonist of this world, but was firmly fixed in the deepest part of the cycle of reincarnation, destined to forever witness the collapse and rebirth of this world, unable to change a thing.

"You said I can't understand?" Feng Jing suddenly laughed, a little crazily. "Perhaps, truly understanding the truth of this world is the most painful thing."

Princess Shen's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. She looked at Feng Jing's smile and curled the corners of her mouth into a sneer: "Do you finally understand? But you must remember that this is just a part of me. Everything you have experienced is just a prelude, the beginning of an infinite cycle."

As her words fell, Feng Jing's vision blurred, and the world began to crumble again. And in that endless chaos and light, Princess Shen's figure grew ever larger, as if she had transcended all dimensions and become the master of the universe.

And Feng Jing is still the witness who cannot escape, destined to be lost forever in this crazy cycle.

Chapter 138: The Lord of Nothingness, the Ultimate Reversal