Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 742 The Strange Awakening of Destiny

The Strange Awakening of Destiny

Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to be propelled into another dimension by a force beyond time and space. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself no longer in his original universe, but adrift in a grotesque world. This world lacked the laws of physics; space and time seemed to have been shattered by an invisible piece of glass, scattering in all directions. Stars spun chaotically in the sky, and the alternation of day and night seemed an illusion, devoid of any logic.

"This is..." Feng Jing's heart trembled. His surroundings were unfamiliar; even the texture of the air was completely different. His consciousness became unusually clear, yet strangely illusory. His body seemed no longer composed of matter. Even he couldn't confirm whether he was truly here, or merely part of this strange dimension.

Just as Feng Jing realized this, a huge crack suddenly appeared before his eyes, shimmering with a dazzling array of light. Feng Jing's eyes suddenly lit up, and almost as a reflex, he reached out to touch the crack. In an instant, his consciousness seemed to pass through the crack, entering an even more absurd and bizarre realm.

He found himself in a world completely reversed: all the rules seemed turned upside down. Water could burn, fire could freeze, time flowed backward, and space folded. Feng Jing discovered that he could see fragments of the future, but these fragments were also changing. He realized that every subtle change was shaping a completely new future, like a quantum superposition state, full of infinite possibilities.

However, at this moment, a huge fear came over him, and Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to be swallowed by some force. His body twisted wildly in the air, as if being pulled by countless different timelines at the same time, as if he was being pulled into a vortex from which he could never escape.

"You've seen it." A voice boomed from all directions, without any fixed source, as if it came from the abyss of countless dimensions. "What you've seen is only the tip of fate's iceberg. You think you can control it, but you're merely part of it. No matter what you choose, you'll ultimately return to this point—a web of fate you can't escape."

Feng Jing turned suddenly and saw an eye. Not just any eye, but a gigantic eye filled with endless abyss. It hung in mid-air, like a black hole, and Feng Jing's consciousness was fixed on it. There was no emotion, no warmth in that eye, only endless emptiness and endless space.

"I don't believe it!" Feng Jing roared, trying to break free from the oppressive feeling. His strength exploded, and he rushed towards the eye, intending to destroy it. However, the moment he approached the eye, the entire world suddenly twisted. Feng Jing's body instantly became extremely contorted, his limbs stretched out like rubber, extremely thin and elongated, his face blurred, like an elusive monster.

"Do you think you can change this?" The voice sounded again, cold and emotionless. "Your struggle is just a small episode in fate. Every step you take in resistance is destiny's arrangement. You are no longer yourself. You are just a fragment of the universe, a powerless existence."

A flash of fear flashed through Feng Jing's eyes. He felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, unable to escape no matter how hard he struggled or how hard he resisted. All this perception was like a huge nightmare, devouring his consciousness.

"I am not part of fate!" Feng Jing shouted loudly, "I am the creator, I am... I——"

However, before he could finish his words, his body completely vanished into the boundless darkness. His consciousness was torn apart, as if shattered into countless tiny points of light. Feng Jing felt only as if his existence were tiny specks of dust floating in the boundless void. He lost consciousness once again, once again swallowed by the endless space and time.

Just as Feng Jing's consciousness was about to collapse, an extremely bright point of light suddenly flashed in the void. Like a burning star, it carried boundless power, charging directly at Feng Jing's consciousness. Feng Jing felt his soul illuminated in that instant, and his body returned to its original form: his limbs, head, and eyes were all clearly visible again.

"You..." Feng Jing opened his eyes wide. He finally realized that this light spot seemed to be something beyond his understanding.

"Are you the creator?" Feng Jing took a deep breath, his eyes becoming more determined. "If so, why can't I change my destiny?"

The light didn't respond, but Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly shifted. He suddenly understood that he wasn't alone, but part of a universe whose rules and logic transcended his understanding of the conventional world. He wasn't the master, but a tiny, ever-shifting part of fate. Every detail he perceived was a reflection of the ever-shifting worlds of countless parallel worlds.

"Is everything destined?" Feng Jing murmured to himself again, but his voice was filled with no fear, but with a relief he had never felt before. "Then, am I no longer myself, but have I become... a part of the universe?"

As Feng Jing pondered, the point of light vanished, replaced by a massive shockwave. Feng Jing felt an unprecedentedly powerful force erupt in all directions. Countless stars, timelines, and even the entire universe's dimensions began to collapse and reorganize at that moment.

Feng Jing closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Countless possibilities intertwined in this moment, and his consciousness was forced to accept the torrent of fate, crossing all limitations and entering an unpredictable realm.

He was no longer Feng Jing, nor was he a node in fate. He had become part of endless possibilities, an indescribable force in the universe.

Chapter 743: The Ultimate Choice of Infinite Self-Destruction