Chapter 5: Familiar Spirit Aya
Unable to see anything clearly, and unable to feel anything, it was as if his body was floating in the infinite void. ‘Is this what it feels like after death?' Ulysses was at a loss. In the books Ulysses had read, after the death of good human beings, their souls would be taken to heaven by the messenger of the Supreme God, and after the death of sinful humans, their souls would automatically fall into hell. Heaven or hell, which one would his soul go to? Ulysses couldn't help getting nervous. He was determined to become a priest, of course, he didn't want to go to hell. The heaven where the Supreme God was was the place where he wanted to go.
Not knowing how long it had passed; it may be a few hours or hundreds of millions of years. In this state, it was impossible to tell the time. Ulysses found that a dazzling golden light appeared around him. Under the shining of the golden light, his consciousness was slowly disappearing. But Ulysses didn't have any fear. In his opinion, this was the proof that the messenger of the Supreme God came to meet him, and it was his supreme glory.
‘Oh the Supreme God, thank you for granting supreme glory to this humbled one!' This was Ulysses' last prayer before his consciousness disappeared.
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Not knowing how long it had passed after that, Ulysses' consciousness gradually became clear, and the difference from last time was that this time he clearly felt the existence of the body. Although he couldn't move for the time being, the feeling of having a body really couldn't be wrong. People who had not experienced the pain of losing a body may never experience how wonderful it was to have a body. Ulysses' feeling that he had regained his body could only be described in one word: ecstatic.
There was only one thing Ulysses wanted to do now- open his eyes. He couldn't wait to see what the legendary heaven looked like. In his thoughts, there was only the supreme Supreme God in this world who could possess the incredible power of allowing dead souls to regain their bodies, so there was only one place he could be now, and that was heaven. But when he opened his eyes and looked around with great effort, the scenery in front of his eyes gave him a blow, causing his heart to fall from the nine heavens to the ground.
The dilapidated ceiling, the desk full of holy scriptures, and the floor with shredded paper everywhere. The familiar scenery that could be seen every day at this moment clearly told Ulysses that this was not heaven. This was his home. He was in Taji City. A place he had been living for three years.
‘What exactly is going on?' Ulysses' mind was in a mess. He clearly remembered that he was pierced in the heart by the masked man who killed Leon. Probably the Pope of the Supreme Cult would not be able to do anything with such an injury. Besides, he clearly remembered that his soul had escaped from his body and floated into the void, and then he lost consciousness under a golden light.
‘Could it be that the golden light was sent by the Supreme God to resurrect him? No, this is impossible. I am just a level four light mage who is not even an official priest. How could I receive such a gift from the Supreme God?'