Lucius felt his mind shatter into pieces and didn’t know what happened. The power of the voice had condemned him into a strange state which was indescribable to him. He felt as if a thousand threads had been bound to him and were pulling him all at the same time.

His soul was pulled backwards into the portal, this he could somewhat tell. But when it entered the portal, he felt as if his vision had returned. But he wasn’t actually ‘seeing’ in the normal sense, but rather it was as if he directly ‘perceived’ it in his soul.

Lucius was being pulled by the thousand threads into a random direction. At first, all of the threads were pulling him together in the same place but after a certain point, their strengths and forces started to change. When all of them were pulling together, Lucius could only see absolute darkness.

There were no objects in this place, and neither was there air. Lucius reckoned that if someone came into this place, they would probably be atomized in an instant. The environment here was a bit like the outer space, but even the outer space was much milder than this.

Lucius could still feel as if something was passing over his soul, as if water touching his skin. It was almost as if he was in a river and was fully submerged. He could feel the current of water, but he couldn’t do anything about it.

One of the threads pulling him suddenly got stronger, and he was sent hurling in a new direction. One the way there he saw things that blew his mind. Creatures of myths that he had only heard about. It was as if he was seeing them as a movie and could only observe them.

An unknown amount of time passed before the pull of that thread got weaker and another thread took over.

~Swoosh~

Lucius was now thrown in another direction, this time he could see new things. There was a massive sea that was bigger than anything he had ever see. It was as if an entire planet that was only covered with water. Yet on them floated giant islands.

He focused on them and found that they were moving. Then a large mountain appeared from the corner of one of the islands. But that wasn’t a mountain but rather a head, a head of a colossal turtle. It had huge black eyes that roamed around as its mouth opened to swallow the air.

The turtle seemed to be eating the air and that seemed to be its food. The more air it ate, the more the trees and plants on its back grew. He observed them for what seemed like years before another thread started pulling him.

This time the place he was taken to was horrifying. There were eldritch beings everywhere that had no set shape or size. Creatures composed of tentacles that had nails for teeth and scales for skin. Thousands of mouth that would eat anything and everything that approached them.

Lucius actually recognized some of the beings as being regarded as apocalyptic ranked monsters. There was once a time in the world of Revelia that it was attacked by one of these Monsters. It was one of the handful of times where all of the powers of the world united to defeat it.

But even then it wasn’t killed, but rather just pushed back to the place that it had come from. Still, the damage that it had caused was massive and about half of the population of the world had perished due to it. Lucius looked at these very creatures with horror and imagined what it would be like.

If only a single one of them was enough to destroy half of the world’s population then what would an entire army of them would do. The most terrifying thing was, it wasn’t even the strongest monster here. There were monsters a few thousand times bigger than them that would pinch his previous world in their nails.

Just as Lucius felt like he was about to go insane, the thread’s pull became weaker and he was pulled in another direction. By now Lucius had understood that these ‘directions’ he was going through were actually different dimensions themselves.

Lucius had read the theory behind spatial travel, teleportation, and magic portals in his past life. While he was only an expert on hell portals and demonic portals, he still knew a bit about dimensional shifting that he was going through right now.

The powers of his world had tried something like this, but had only failed in their every venture. The most they could do was teleportation and using demonic portals. Hell portals were also usable, but they were mostly unidirectional for humans.

Lucius observed the new dimension that he was reaching and saw something which he could only describe as ‘Heaven’. A scenery of impeccable beauty and serenity, such that even a cold heart such as was getting entranced by it.

There were rivers that flowed like milk and honey with trees filled with the bounty of nature. But before he could watch it anymore, he was ripped from it and sent to a different dimension. He traveled to one dimension after the other, seeing and experiencing things that no one from his world had ever seen.

Lucius saw worlds that were so technologically advanced that people there were no less than gods. He saw worlds filled with magic that had a myriad of races living in it. Races that he had only heard of in fairy tales before.

But the worlds that made him confused the most were the worlds where the level of power was completely messed up. People could destroy mountains with a causal punch and tear open space with a flick of a hand. They would travel upon flying swords and command mystical creatures such as dragons and phoenixes, as if they were some common pets.

It was during one of these worlds that he suddenly found himself to be stuck. But the strange thing was, he wasn’t inside the world itself, but rather a section of the Grand Void itself. There he saw a colossal ash colored throne on which sat a person.

It was wearing large hooded robes that covered its face. The being seemed to have noticed him and stared into his eyes. But Lucius saw that there was nothing underneath that robe but a swirling mass of darkness and light that seemed like a galaxy.

The person raised their arm towards him and did a gesture that could only seem as if someone was pointing at him. It was this gesture that froze him in place. No other being had been able to see him till now, and this was the only one that did.

“What… are… you?” Lucius spoke after what must have been eons.

“No… rather the question is… what are you?” The hooded person spoke in a voice that was neither feminine nor masculine. In fact, Lucius felt as if it was thousands of people speaking at the same time.

“Oh? Now I see… an outsider… and what’s this? Fate… not my place to interfere then, go on.” The person said, before waving his hand and sending Lucius hurtling off again.