Chapter 249. Lament
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Seven Sins System Chapter 249. Lament
I slowly opened my eyes, expecting to find myself in a familiar environment. But to my surprise, all I saw was an abyss of darkness stretching endlessly before me. It was as if the world had been swallowed by an impenetrable void, leaving behind nothing but an eerie darkness that enveloped me.
Blinking several times, I hoped to dispel the darkness that clouded my vision, but my efforts were in vain. No matter how hard I strained my eyes, there was no glimmer of light, no sign of life. It was as if I had been transported to the depths of an eternal night, cut off from the realm I had known.
‘Right, this must be inside the trial’, I thought to myself as I stood upright in the midst of the swirling void.
The voice that whispered in my ear was a peculiar blend of softness and urgency. At first, it was barely audible, like a distant murmur carried by the wind. But gradually, the voice grew stronger, its words resonating with a sharp edge of criticism and doubt.
"Failure," it hissed in a venomous tone, the syllables dripping with disdain. "You never lived up to your potential as the Prince of Darkness."
I rolled my eyes in response, refusing to let the voice's negativity affect me. I knew it was all just a part of the trial, a test designed to challenge me and push me to my limits. I knew my own capabilities, and I was confident in my abilities. These voices were nothing more than hollow taunts that held no power over me.
The whispers persisted. It was occasionally punctuated by mocking laughter, but I remained steadfast. I refused to let doubt creep into my mind, to sway my determination. Instead, I shook my head from side to side, dismissing their words as nothing more than empty echoes in the void.
"How could this be considered a trial for me?" I muttered defiantly and raised an eyebrow. "I've faced far greater challenges than this. These feeble attempts to undermine my confidence won't work."
So, there I was, surrounded by the persistent whispers and screams in the dark void. I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that crept over me, despite my attempts to rationalize the situation. It was as if the voices were insistent on keeping me trapped within this unsettling realm.
With each step I took, hoping to find an escape or any semblance of a way out, I realized that the darkness stretched endlessly. There was no light, no path to follow. It felt like I was caught in an infinite maze, where the walls constantly shifted, mocking my attempts to find an exit.
In this void realm, time seemed to lose all meaning. I found myself trapped in an eternal limbo, where hours blurred into days and days bled into weeks. It was a disorienting experience, not knowing how long I had been wandering within this empty expanse. But one thing was certain—I was growing increasingly frustrated and annoyed with the incessant voices that echoed through the void.
Their taunts and jeers aimed directly at my self-doubt. They chipped away at my confidence, attempting to weaken my resolve. It was as if they reveled in my discomfort, delighting in their ability to provoke me. But I refused to let them overpower me.
Boredom settled in like a heavy fog, adding to my frustration. The monotonous whispers echoed endlessly, each one a reminder of my current predicament. It was maddening, like a broken record stuck on repeat. But I wouldn't allow myself to succumb to their mind games. Instead, I decided to confront them head-on.
With a surge of determination, I started to engage with the voices. Rather than remaining silent, I began to answer their mockery with defiance. I countered their taunts with reminders of my accomplishments, reciting a litany of battles won, enemies defeated, and challenges overcome. I refused to let their words define me or undermine my confidence.
As I voiced my achievements, a glimmer of realization flickered within the darkness. Perhaps this trial was not about escaping the void but about finding the strength to embrace my true self.
It wasn't an easy thing, but I persevered. Each time I responded to the voice, it attempted to diminish my worth and undermine my confidence. Yet, with every retort, I could sense a subtle shift in the atmosphere. The oppressive darkness surrounding me began to lose its grip, gradually dissipating like smoke in the wind.
Hours stretched into an indeterminate span of time as I persisted in challenging the voice. I refused to let it dominate my thoughts, pushing back against its attempts to belittle me. And then, like a beacon in the abyss, a faint glimmer caught my attention. A light, faint but unmistakable, flickered in the distance.
Driven by curiosity and a glimmer of hope, I followed the light. Each step brought me closer, and with every stride, the light grew stronger, beckoning me toward its source.
Finally, I arrived at the origin of the light—a mirror. It stood before me, reflecting an image that sent a shiver down my spine. It was me, or rather, a younger version of myself at the age of 23.
A mix of emotions welled up inside me as I studied my younger self in the mirror. There was a touch of melancholy, for I recalled the struggles and insecurities that plagued me during that time. But there was also a sense of growth and wisdom gained over the years.
"Ah, of course, it was you," I murmured, reaching out to touch the mirror's surface. I couldn't help but feel a tinge of pity for my younger self. Back then, I had been lost and unsure of my place in the world. I had doubted my abilities and questioned my purpose.
But as I contemplated the mirror image, a realization struck me with clarity. This trial was not just about overcoming external obstacles or silencing the voices of doubt—it was about confronting my own inner self, including the regrets and perceived failures of my past.
However, my journey was far from over. The voice within the reflection spoke, its words laced with sadness and frustration. "Why can't I save her? Why can't I save anyone?" It lamented.
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Not bad so far, hope the next couple chapters come soon. Though i do have a question, i know they are alternative stories but is tis or this one more of the prequel or backstory to the other one?
Separate story
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