Yohan woke up and found himself surrounded by darkness. He felt a chill run down his spine as he tried to make sense of his surroundings. "What's happening? Where am I?" he asked, his voice echoing in the void.
His Siddhi responded, "It's the void, Yohan. You are dead in your world. In order to get your life back, you need to find a way to escape from this void. This is the side effect of wielding the Ashta Siddhi."
Yohan's heart sank. "How long will it take to leave this place?"
"It took 92 years for Ashura to escape," the Siddhi replied.
Yohan was shocked. "92 years? Are you kidding?"
"No, Yohan. It's true. And one more thing: you can't use my powers in this void," the Siddhi explained.
Yohan sighed. "It's okay. I will find my way back quickly."
The Siddhi continued, "Heaven God and Hell God will protect your body. In order to obtain your human form again, you need to fight them."
Yohan's eyes widened. "I have to fight against gods without any Siddhi powers?"
"Yes, Yohan," the Siddhi affirmed.
Yohan rubbed his temples, feeling a headache forming. "What a pain in my head."
"Just relax," the Siddhi advised. "There are many villages here. They will help you."
Yohan nodded, trying to gather his thoughts. "Okay, I'll find one of these villages."
After walking for what felt like hours, Yohan noticed a faint glow in the distance. As he approached, he saw a small village nestled in the darkness. The villagers, spectral beings with an ethereal glow, went about their daily activities.
He approached one of the villagers, an elderly man with kind eyes. "Excuse me, can you help me?" Yohan asked.
The villager looked at him and smiled. "You must be new here. Welcome to our village. How can we assist you?"
Yohan explained his situation, and the villagers listened intently. The elder nodded thoughtfully. "You are on a challenging quest, young one. The Heaven God and Hell God are formidable, but with preparation and guidance, you might stand a chance."
Another villager, a woman with a calming presence, spoke up. "You need to learn the God Fighting Style. It is the only power you can use in this void."
Yohan was intrigued. "God Fighting Style? What is that?"
The elder explained, "It is a technique passed down through generations. It allows mortals to harness the energy of the void and use it in combat. This is the only way you can fight the gods here."
Yohan felt a glimmer of hope. "Thank you. I need to relax first, but I am ready to learn and train."
The villagers nodded in agreement. "Very well. Let's begin your training tomorrow. But remember, do not come outside at night. It is our strict order."
Yohan agreed, grateful for their help. He found a quiet place to rest, lying down on a bed made of soft, glowing material. As he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but think about the daunting task ahead. Fighting gods without his Siddhi powers seemed impossible, but he knew he had to try. For himself, and for the world he left behind.
The next morning, Yohan woke up feeling more determined than ever. He made his way to the center of the village, where the elder and other villagers were waiting for him.
"Are you ready to begin your training?" the elder asked.
Yohan nodded. "Yes, I am ready."
The villagers led him to an open field, where they began teaching him the basics of the God Fighting Style. Yohan quickly realized that this technique required not just physical strength, but also mental and spiritual discipline. He learned to harness the energy of the void, channeling it into powerful strikes and defensive maneuvers.
Days turned into weeks as Yohan trained tirelessly. He practiced day and night, pushing himself to the limit. The villagers were patient and supportive, offering guidance and encouragement. Despite the challenges, Yohan felt himself growing stronger and more confident with each passing day.
One evening, after an intense training session, Yohan sat with the elder by a small fire. "Thank you for everything," Yohan said. "I don't know what I would have done without your help."
The elder smiled. "You have a strong spirit, Yohan. Remember, true strength comes from within. Trust in yourself and your abilities, and you will find a way to overcome any obstacle."
Yohan nodded, feeling a sense of peace and clarity. "I will. Thank you."
With the villagers' support and his newfound strength, Yohan felt ready to face the Heaven God and Hell God. The journey ahead was daunting, but he knew that he had the skills and determination to succeed. He was prepared to fight for his life and reclaim his place in the world.