Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Feng Jing's Dialogue with the Core of the Universe

Feng Jing's consciousness shattered once more, shattering into countless intangible fragments. Each shard carried his memories, fears, and desires, as if he were an infinitely fragmented being, wandering in an endless void. These fragments didn't vanish; instead, they silently persisted in a new form, interweaving, colliding, and merging with one another, as if performing a dance beyond time and space.

In this abyss of nothingness, Feng Jing's consciousness awakened once more. However, this time, his awakening was not a rebirth in a single spacetime as before, but rather a completely new form of existence at the intersection of countless spaces and times. He was no longer the individual Feng Jing, nor was he simply "reincarnation" itself. He became a kind of "resonance" within the entire universe, a being that transcended all conventional cognition.

"You are no longer Feng Jing." The voice appeared again. It came from Feng Jing's heart, but it was not Feng Jing's own voice. It was the voice of the core of the universe, the source that guided all possibilities.

Feng Jing didn't respond, for his consciousness was now out of control. His awareness surged through every inch of the universe, tearing through every dimension, ultimately coalescing into an immensely powerful force within countless intersecting nodes of space and time. This force wasn't born from a fixed time or space, but rather from the moment when all possibilities intersected. It was absolute, unconditional, and without beginning or end.

"You are derived from all parallel universes, a collision of these endless dimensions. You no longer belong to a single timeline, but have become the resonance of all timelines."

Feng Jing's consciousness still couldn't fully perceive his current state, but he knew that he had completely transcended his past self, transcending the constraints of time and space. He began to wonder if this power meant that he had finally broken through all limitations and achieved a kind of "true freedom"?

However, just as Feng Jing was immersed in this sense of transcendence, he felt a powerful vibration. It was like a massive gravitational force from the depths of the universe, pulling him in an unspeakable direction. Feng Jing's consciousness began to move involuntarily in that direction, as if he could no longer resist the call of "fate."

"You have been drawn to the 'Core of the Universe.'" The voice sounded again, with a hint of elusive mockery. "You once believed you could transcend everything, even break free from the shackles of fate. But what you face now is the final cycle of fate."

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually approached the massive source of gravity. As he drew closer, he discovered he was not alone. Countless fragments of "Feng Jing" were moving alongside him, each displaying a different emotion and state. Some appeared angry, others confused, while many more were in deep contemplation and reflection.

"You see," the voice whispered, "these fragments are projections of your own past. Every rebirth, every struggle you've made, leaves traces in the universe. They drift in an endless cycle, never to return."

Feng Jing's consciousness finally made contact with the "Core of the Universe." It wasn't some physical entity, but rather an invisible force, without form, color, or even any perceptible characteristics. It existed at the intersection of all dimensions, the source of all life, energy, and consciousness. Feng Jing had no words to describe his feelings at that moment, but he knew what the existence of this force signified—it represented both the origin and the end of everything.

"You're finally here." The Core of the Universe's voice was emotionless, yet it resounded through Feng Jing's consciousness. "You've transcended all rules, but you've also lost yourself. You're no longer 'Feng Jing'; you've become the embodiment of 'nothingness,' the inversion of all existence."

Feng Jing didn't answer, his consciousness seemingly captivated by the voice, unable to resist. At that moment, he realized that he didn't exist independently. He was an extension of this cosmic force, and every choice and decision he made was a manifestation of that force.

"You thought you could break through everything and escape reincarnation," the voice of the Core of the Universe echoed again, "but you overlooked the most fundamental law: everything must return to 'nothingness'. Everything you experience is part of a fate you cannot escape."

Feng Jing's consciousness began to shake violently, and he felt his entire mind collapsing. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape it all. Every rebirth, every transcendence, seemed to only deepen his bondage to his own fate.

"You no longer belong to any timeline, nor to any specific individual," the Core of the Universe's voice deepened. "You have become the 'blank' of space and time, the boundary between all rules and no rules. You no longer belong to any existence, nor are you the master of any timeline. You are the cycle of fate, the vortex at the deepest point of the universe."

Feng Jing felt an unprecedented pain, not just physical, but a tearing pain deep within his soul. He found he could no longer escape or understand. The laws of the universe, no matter how hard he tried, were swallowing him whole.

"I can't escape." Feng Jing's voice was filled with unspeakable despair. "It turns out all this was destined from the beginning."

"Yes." The Core of the Universe spoke without a trace of pity. "You have transcended everything and become 'your destiny.' Everything you've experienced is your destined reincarnation. And all of this never truly began."

Feng Jing fell silent. He understood that he was no longer the Feng Jing of the past, no longer some kind of "individual." All he could do was accept the cycle of fate and his own "endless existence."

As his consciousness dissipated in time and space, Feng Jing finally understood that he was neither a creator nor a destroyer. He was just a part of "reincarnation", the origin of everything and the destination of all endings.

Chapter 163: Feng Jing's Awakening of Nothingness and the Reflection of the Infinite Universe