Born With A Divine System

CHAPTER 19: TRUTH

I opened my eyes for the first time after my death, expecting to find myself, my soul flung into the sea of spirits that have yet to move onto a higher realm but that is not the case. Instead, I'm in pitch black nothingness; an endless space devoid of light, matter and energy alike. It could be that each soul is given their own realm when awaiting passage, but I seriously doubt that. Then comes the question of how long I've been here? Days, years, eons; I could've spent any amount of time here. Then something happened; across the entire void ripples could be seen forming giving way to the first rays of light. The ripples appeared to form a multitude of the same shape, an oval.

Surprisingly the ovals seemed to move before opening? I didn't know what was happening as thousands if not tens of thousands of eyelids had revealed an array of multicolored eyes, with each one staring profusely at me before speaking.

"You know, I expected better." One eye said.

"True, if I had known that you'd die in such a pathetic way I wouldn't have bothered watching this world." Another eye retorted.

Zephyr on the other hand was just dumbfounded by what was happening. But regardless of the predicament before him he had to know if he had just run mad, and if not, if he could find a way back.

"Where am I?" He asked.

Then all conversations ended as they turned their gaze towards him.

"Oh right, you must be awfully confused now." Said one whose voice was more distinguished than the rest of them.

"While most of us are nameless you may address me as "The First Eye" and we as a whole are an existence that is unbound by physical and abstract concepts.".

Zephyr simply nodded and proceeded to speak again.

"That didn't answer my question."

The rest of the eyes remained quiet awaiting the response.

"My, my, my, why does your impudence know no bounds Zephyr, first against the living embodiment of death itself and now even ME!!!"

He slightly raised his voice, but it felt like the entire realm trembled. Zephyr knew that if he had been in his body, it would have been pummeled into non-existence.

"Enough time wasting, if the story isn't gonna find a way to bring him back then we should intervene." One spoke.

"Hmm, not a bad idea." Another responded.

"Yeah, I'd like to see how strong he can become."

"Well, I do see his potential for growth in might and enlightenment." The first eye said.

"Is that even possible?" I questioned.

"What makes you think it isn't" The first queried.

It was then that Zephyr revealed what he had observed about death in his world; and whether his resurrection would be a good thing or not.

"From what I've seen no one is above death, I've seen first-hand that there is always a price to pay. The humans revived with rituals back on Earth became undead losing their souls in the process; the undead king as well lost most of his strength when was revived and, it even appears that the God of the heavens could not escape his own death either."

"While you did take into account some peculiar incidents you forgot one thing." He stopped.

"And what would that be?" Zephyr wondered.

The first eye suddenly enlarged as it came closer to him.

"That in the face of ABSOLUTE power the concept of death is IRRELEVANT!!!" He roared as so did the others.