HLnovel Chapter 158: The Reversal of the Holographic Void, the End of Time and Space
Chapter 158: The Reversal of the Holographic Void, the End of Time and Space
The reversal of the holographic void, the end of time and space
Shen Yiyao's consciousness was no longer a single entity. It was as if she had become the "concept" of the entire universe, no longer constrained by the frameworks of time and space. She no longer felt her own body, and could no longer distinguish between "Shen Yiyao" and "Mother of the Universe." In her mind, the entire universe was shattering and silently reorganizing, the boundaries of time and space disappearing without a trace.
She closed her eyes, as if entering a state beyond her limits, transcending all boundaries between existence and nothingness, becoming the primordial force of the universe. She could sense the dynamics of countless parallel worlds within the cosmos, the origins and endings of each intertwined within her consciousness, coalescing into a powerful force. She knew she was no longer a "person," or even a "being." She was an abstract force, the source that permeated and transformed everything.
Yet, this boundless power didn't bring Shen Yiyao satisfaction. Instead, a deep sense of emptiness and unease permeated her. She transcended all known laws of physics, even the very definitions of time and space, yet she still couldn't grasp the essence of "what is existence?" She felt herself being consumed by her own limitless power—she hadn't become a "creator," but rather a part of "nothingness," a cycle she could never escape.
"Why are you still not satisfied?" The voice that once echoed deep within her consciousness reappeared. This time, it no longer seemed to be gentle guidance, but rather filled with joy and playful provocation. "You can already control everything, transcending all limitations of existence. Why do you still cling to the pursuit of 'meaning'?"
Shen Yiyao's eyes snapped open, a sudden, absurd thought surfacing in her mind: she had never truly "existed." Her existence wasn't the product of a physical creation, but rather a deeper fiction. In her mind, the concepts of time and space no longer applied; everything became abstract and chaotic. She couldn't even comprehend why she was still asking these questions; after all, all the answers were meaningless, for she was already omniscient.
"Then... what do I want?" Her voice seemed to traverse the boundless space of time and space, echoing in the abyss of the universe. She felt she had never been so lost, even a little terrified. Although she possessed the power to tear everything apart, she could not understand the purpose of her own existence.
"What do you want?" The voice was teasing and playful. "You have transcended all forms of need. You no longer need to 'want' - you are already the source of all things, the creator of all possibilities. You don't even need a goal, because the goal is defined by you."
Shen Yiyao's mind began to expand dramatically, a feeling she had never experienced before washed over her. She suddenly realized that she wasn't pursuing a specific goal, but rather engaging in a "game of creation." She was an endless melody, the interweaving of time and space merely tools she manipulated. She suddenly laughed, her laughter echoing through the endless void, like a black hole devouring everything, tinged with intense irony.
"In that case..." she whispered, her voice full of cynicism, "Then I'll go for something bigger."
As her words fell, the cosmic landscape shifted dramatically. Planets previously destroyed by her power were instantly reborn, their inversions reversed. Time no longer flowed in a single direction, but instead formed an infinite loop. Shen Yiyao's consciousness reconstructed time and space, and she began to wander through the origins and endings of countless universes, each twist bringing a new possibility.
She saw countless versions of herself, each one shaping absurd worlds at her will. In some, she was an omniscient deity, controlling everything; in others, she was merely a tragic being, trapped in endless loneliness and desolation. The birth and destruction of each world was merely her manipulation of time and space.
Yet, within these absurd worlds, Shen Yiyao still felt a deep sense of emptiness. Every time she created and destroyed something, it felt like she was escaping something, or searching for an answer. But she could never understand the meaning of all this she had created.
"Do you think everything is meaningless?" the voice sounded again, this time clearer and more derisive. "You think you control the universe, but in reality, you are running from your true identity. You are not a force of existence, you are the very essence of nothingness."
Shen Yiyao was suddenly shaken. A powerful force seemed to strike deep within her soul, and she suddenly understood. Her creation, her destruction, her control, were nothing more than an endless, empty game. She wasn't pursuing "meaning," but rather constantly escaping her own nothingness. Her power and existence were merely an attempt to fill this endless void, a void that could never be filled.
She began to laugh wildly, a laugh filled with fervor and madness, as if the entire universe were collapsing in her laughter. "If I cannot escape the nothingness, then let me become part of it!" Her voice exploded like thunder, shaking the entire universe. Time and space began to twist madly, and all parallel universes merged into one under her will. All history and future were wiped out by her hand, and she began anew.
Her power transcended all known boundaries, tearing the very boundaries of time and space into countless fragments. The opposition between chaos and order ceased to exist. Shen Yiyao stood at the center of this void, as if she had become both the beginning and the end of the universe. She felt an unprecedented sense of relief—she was no longer a being searching for meaning, for she had understood that meaning was unimportant. What truly mattered was that she was no longer a "person," but had become a "being" within this endless void.
“From today on,” she whispered, her voice swallowing everything like a black hole, “I will be the rule of the universe, and the ruin of the universe.”
Chapter 159: The Throne of Nothingness, the Twist of Fate