But this was not his first time experiencing all this.
With Superman-like determination, Rod overcame the excruciating pain and moved his hands in a gesture again.
But just as his soul soared into the air, the pain arrived on schedule, his soul shattered, and he fell back into the physical world.
Besides the unprecedented pain, a pervasive numbness spread through his mind.
His will gradually blurred, darkness slowly enveloped his sight, and life was slipping away from him.
No!
Clamping his teeth, Rod gestured again.
I must survive!
Nothing can stop me!
Not even God!
As his soul soared again, the returning pain felt like iron tongs crushing his nerves.
But this time, he endured it and stepped back into the Dream Realm.
The Dream Realm now was devoid of any light, with decay and death pervading everywhere. The Obelisk was covered in cracks, a huge fissure ran through its middle.
