I traveled through time and space and became a drama queen in the harem!

Cosmic Consciousness and the Resurrection of God

Lin Chen's consciousness was engulfed by the surging light, instantly traversing countless planes of time and space. She felt herself no longer merely an individual, but a formless entity—no longer belonging to a single world, a single dimension, or even to any known rules or laws. She was the convergence of endless possibilities, the intersection of all that had been and would be.

"What are you?" She heard her own voice, but it seemed to come from thousands of different worlds, becoming vague and abstract.

At this moment, the void suddenly vibrated violently, twisting space like torn cloth. Deep, dark vortexes appeared between the cracks. Lin Chen felt every nerve in her body being torn by this force. Her body, mind, soul, and even her consciousness began to resonate with the laws of the universe, becoming increasingly blurred and unstable.

"This is..." Lin Chen closed her eyes and suddenly understood. Her thoughts began to roll like the tide, and heavy waves crashed into her soul.

She stood in an impossible place, surrounded by countless fragments of broken worlds, timelines intertwined and chaotic, and the boundaries of the universe no longer existed. She became the center of this void, and all universes revolved around her, full of infinite possibilities.

"Do you want to know how you got here?" That voice, calm and threatening, seemed to come from the depths of the universe. "You didn't come here by chance. You have never escaped the control of fate. Everything you have experienced is just for this moment—for resurrection."

Lin Chen's heart trembled at the thought. Resurrection? Countless blurry images flooded her mind, fragments of her memories, everything in her life—her own existence in countless worlds, past choices and failures, love and hate, salvation and destruction. She discovered that her existence wasn't singular, but rather a rebirth after countless resurrections and deaths. She had never escaped the cycle of fate, and she herself was the creator of it.

Her consciousness was surrounded by the infinite past and future, and she suddenly understood her situation: she was standing between the beginning and end of time. She was no longer an individual, but the embodiment of fate and the final product of the laws of the universe.

"What are you?" she asked again, this time with a challenge and a sneer in her voice. "If I am part of fate, then who are you?"

The voice was silent for a moment, then echoed: "Me? I am an existence that you never realized before. Your so-called 'fate' is just a part of me, and you, Lin Chen, are the most complicated puppet I have ever created. You thought you could escape my control and transcend everything, but you never really left."

Lin Chen's heartbeat quickened as all the fragments instantly formed a picture—she had never existed independently, but had always been a tool and extension of some higher being. She saw her own reflections across countless time and space, saw herself being woven and manipulated by that mysterious force, and saw that every failure and every resurrection she had was the result of fate and "his" design.

"You want to resist? You think you've transcended everything?" The voice was tinged with mockery. "If you truly possessed that ability, how could you not understand that you could never truly escape the shackles of fate from the very beginning?"

A cold light flashed in Lin Chen's eyes. She didn't answer, but closed her eyes and began to immerse herself in the contemplation of the essence of existence. She felt her power in this endless void begin to fluctuate, and the connection between her consciousness and the universe became closer.

She no longer merely perceived these fragments; she began to fuse them, becoming their master. Countless universes began to converge, her consciousness like a black hole, absorbing all irresistible forces. Impossible existences, worlds on the verge of collapse, were restored to order and balance at her fingertips.

"Do you think you can control all this?" The voice grew more intense, as if feeling threatened. "You are but a temporary existence, a grain of sand among countless worlds. You possess no true power, and you cannot comprehend any of this."

Lin Chen chuckled softly: "You are wrong. You think you can control me, but you are just a part of my creation."

Her consciousness exploded in the void, a powerful wave of power tearing the boundaries of the universe apart. She became the master of this void, all universes, all time and space began to revolve around her, and her every thought could reshape everything.

Suddenly, an image flashed before her eyes. It was the most distant moment in her memory—a blurry figure she had seen at the end of a world. That figure seemed ordinary, but it left an indelible mark on her heart. Her heart beat violently, as if the figure was calling her.

"It's you..." She whispered to herself, as if she knew some shocking secret.

"Do you know?" the voice reappeared, this time trembling. "You simply don't understand what you control. You are the creator of the universe, yet you still don't realize that your existence is solely for my resurrection. You can never escape; my resurrection is the ultimate goal."

Lin Chen's consciousness was trembling, but she wasn't afraid. She had transcended all constraints, all rules. She stared at the blurry figure, her heart overflowing with endless determination and strength.

"You think I need you to revive?" Her voice was calm and powerful. "You're wrong. Resurrection? It's you who will be reborn in the endless void, and I will completely break it all."

As her voice fell, the entire universe began to shake, and the rules of time and space collapsed again. Lin Chen's consciousness was like a meteor streaking across the sky, instantly crossing countless dimensions and timelines, rushing towards an unknown destination.

Chapter 165: God's Tears and the Destruction of the Void