Chapter 569: Feelings Of A Lonely Star

Chapter 569: Feelings Of A Lonely Star

Chapter 569: Feelings Of A Lonely Star

It was cold, dark, and lonely.

There was no breeze to whisper to him, no voice to be heard at all. There was nothing to rely on, to recline on. There was no movement at all. And he was held down by an invisible force that seemed so far away yet held him in place.

This was all that Zeras could feel, and he had been like this for how many years now? 10, or 20, perhaps 50? The sense of time had long been robbed away from him.

But he was well aware of who he was, and that was the thing he clung to.

“I am Zeras. I am an idiot that gave away all my power, to know what it feels like to become an embodiment of all. My goal is to find my parents and seek for the answers of my origin. I was once a Chaos Devourer for the longest of time. I am faking to the world that I am a Giaran. The last race I am is a beyonder. I used to be a human once too...”

How many times have those words been repeated, he didn’t know.

His sense of time has been robbed, so much he became a broken cassette repeating the same things over and over again. He had always thought he had no fears at all.

But now he was afraid. Afraid of forgetting who he was. The horror of waking up, weak, and with no memories of himself in a world such as Takamahgara where the strong are literally worshipped.

Death would be the most merciful of help to him.

And as time went by, he forgot to keep reciting, and soon, Zeras had no thoughts anymore. He only knew a single thing, he was existing.

And soon time passed really quickly by, and he didn’t really know how many years, but slowly those things came.

He could feel the strange mass that suddenly hung around him, with strange dust clouds around them.

“So this is what I am? A feeble mass of gas, and these tiny things that are originally stars...” Zeras thought to himself with a big smile. He had never been so proud of himself...

“I now know something...” Zeras said to himself with pride. “I now know how a star is formed!” He said to himself. And genuinely that was all he knew. He didn’t know who he was.

But it doesn’t really matter. He finally knew what those tiny companions of his were. And that made him more than happy, more than fulfilled.

He watched for years as they provided illumination endlessly, the fusion in them making them exude more energy and more energy. The stars exuded different colors, some were white, some blue, while some had orange and reddish hues.

But after countless years, he saw them grow bigger and bigger and bigger, until they became so big and suddenly...

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG!

They exploded with so much powerful might, it was even much worse than what Zeras had formerly witnessed in the beginning.

And once more, everything was reduced to how it all was in the beginning. Now he was back in the same phase of the pitch-black darkness.

But this time, he knew something, and that was that he knew how a star is formed. He had lived the age of a star’s birth and destruction. He understood a little something about the Cosmos.

And after trillions and trillions of years, he had watched the process occur for more than a couple of times already. Witnessed all of a star’s birth and death. Witnessed the strangest of anomalies amongst them.

And one fateful day after another collapse, Zeras found out he could look at his own body, even though there was no visible source of light, and when he turned to look at himself...

All he saw were small sprinkles of masses, all enveloped in strange dark clouds.

“This... this is the beginning stage of a star’s birth!”