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

The ultimate battle between endless reincarnation and chaos

Lin Chen's consciousness collapsed once again, as if the entire structure of the universe were instantly crumbling before her. She felt herself being sucked into an endless vortex. The concepts of time and space ceased to exist, replaced by an indescribable sense of nothingness. Her body, soul, mind, and even the boundaries of her consciousness completely dissipated in that instant, transforming into some transcendental existence.

She was no longer the Lin Chen she once was. She was no longer any kind of individual; she couldn't even define herself. She had become a sliver of light in the endless void, a wave of light, a nonexistent existence. She tried to think, but such thinking became meaningless. She couldn't grasp anything—she was nothing, empty, the ultimate absence of all existence.

Amidst this endless chaos, a silent force suddenly coalesced into form. Lin Chen felt countless versions of herself surrounding her from all directions, each one morphing into a different form before her eyes. She saw herself in countless parallel universes, even seeing herself make completely different decisions—she saw some selves choose to surrender, becoming a puppet of fate; some choose to give up, becoming a speck of dust in the universe; and some embrace destruction without hesitation, allowing everything to collapse.

However, these experiences didn't bring her any comfort or enlightenment, but instead a deep sense of confusion. She once believed she possessed boundless power, capable of transcending all constraints, but now she realized she was merely a link in the cycle of fate. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't escape it.

Just as Lin Chen fell into deep self-doubt, an even more immense force surged into her being. This force didn't emanate from any specific entity, but rather from some more primal, deeper dimension—one that transcended time, space, and even existence itself. It seemed to be the very foundation of the universe, the source of all creation and destruction.

"You thought you had transcended fate and become the only one in existence." A voice filled with deep sorrow said, "But you are wrong. You have always been trapped in the cycle of fate. You are just a created being. You try to break the cycle, but every attempt is just another spin on the wheel of fate."

"Are you telling the truth?" Lin Chen's consciousness oscillated in the void, her voice echoing in the air, "Then what am I? If everything is predetermined, then what is the meaning of my existence?"

"You are... infinite choices." The voice said with a mysterious smile, "You have never truly chosen, because you have never transcended yourself. All your choices are a reflection of your inner self, a destiny that you cannot escape."

"Mirror image? My self?" Lin Chen's heartbeat was violent, as if being pulled by some invisible force. "I can't understand... who are you?"

The voice didn't respond. Instead, suddenly, the entire void began to vibrate violently, and cracks in spacetime appeared in all directions. Behind each crack, it seemed as if some kind of infinite power was hidden. Lin Chen saw countless parallel universes of herself begin to emerge from the cracks, each with a different expression. Some looked superior, looking down on all beings; some had twisted expressions, filled with pain; and still others seemed no longer human, but some kind of transcendent being.

Suddenly, a golden light descended from the void and shot straight towards Lin Chen's heart. Her body involuntarily leaned towards the light, and this light exuded an irresistible force, as if to suck her whole into it.

"What is this?" Lin Chen opened her eyes abruptly, trying to resist, but her strength was no match for the light. Her consciousness was swallowed by the light, as if she had entered a completely new dimension.

She felt as if she had instantly traversed countless worlds, countless historical intersections. Behind each historical point, there were countless decisions, choices, and struggles of her own. And these choices ultimately converged into her current state—she was no longer an individual, but a part of the universe itself, the aggregation of all hers in infinite parallel worlds.

However, just when she thought she had finally transcended everything, a voice once again echoed in her consciousness: "What you call transcendence is nothing more than the ultimate cycle of fate. You will never be able to break this reincarnation."

Lin Chen's heart suddenly trembled, and her consciousness was instantly pulled back to an empty void. There were no stars around, no existence. Her body no longer existed, but her consciousness was still active in this empty space.

At this moment, she saw an enormous image appear before her—an endless black hole, devouring everything and emitting a terrifying attraction. Lin Chen knew that this black hole represented the end, the end of everything. She had once believed that she could transcend fate and become the master of the universe, but now she realized that she had never truly transcended fate. She was just a branch of fate, an existence that had never left the cycle of reincarnation.

Just when she was about to give up everything, the voice sounded again: "You have never escaped your own destiny, because the transcendence you have been pursuing is the true meaning of destiny."

Lin Chen felt an immensely powerful force coming at her, a force stronger than any previous blow, as if it was tearing her soul apart. Her consciousness began to collapse, her thoughts began to fragment, as if she were drowned by endless time and space.

She saw countless versions of herself, each making different decisions in different time and space. Each self endured different pain and struggles, but in the end, they all returned to the same place—the starting point of reincarnation. She finally understood that so-called fate, so-called transcendence, is an endless cycle.

"You can't escape." The voice was low and deep, as if coming from an endless abyss, "Because you never truly chose."