Am I... really dead?
In the midst of utter silence, a question that seemed to come from the depths of his heart suddenly rang out, breaking the heavy stillness.
Then, within this pitch-black consciousness, a faint glimmer slowly emerged.
This is...
The faint light gradually spread and expanded, slowly taking the shape of two slightly overlapping eyes.
"Sure enough... am I dead?"
Then, opening his eyes and looking at the somewhat familiar scene of darkness, his returning consciousness spoke slowly, his voice laden with a deep sigh.
My hands... my feet... they're all here.
And this darkness.
Lowering his head, the awakened consciousness looked at his hands, then at his feet. After sweeping his gaze around and discovering that everything here was shrouded in silence, without the slightest light or anything else but ink-black darkness, he became certain.
He had been here before.
Moreover, it was exactly the same as the last time. Beneath his feet was the same seamless darkness as his surroundings. It felt as though his feet were planted on solid ground, and he was standing upright, yet it also felt as if he were not. He seemed to be floating, spinning, as though he were in a universe without planets or light.
Darkness filled the space around him.
"Could this be my Pure Land? Is this my Yellow Springs Road? Because I'm a transmigrator, someone who doesn't belong to that world, does the Pure Land of the Naruto World refuse to accept a soul from outside that world?"
At that moment, the awakened consciousness seemed to think of something, and his expression changed at once.
The understanding and helplessness on his face abruptly turned into alarm, shock, and terror. If he could still sweat, he would probably have been drenched in cold sweat by now.
*No!