Shijie felt like his consciousness was drowning in an endless sea. He was suspended in a strange domain of nihility where he couldn't move nor access his five senses. He could only feel the coldness of the void becoming more and more frigid as though it could freeze the entire world.
In this state, even his mind was frozen as he couldn't even generate any thoughts. The only thing he could sense was the soul-chilling cold that carried the endless aura of death.
He didn't know how much time had passed or if he was even dead or alive for that matter. However, he could feel the loneliness seeping into his bones, slowly drenching his heart in despair.
Perhaps he was already dead. Perhaps he was in some kind of hell, or maybe heaven?
But then, this kind of thing shouldn't be heaven, right?
