I'm really not Kamen Rider

Chapter 290: Comprehend life and death, understand life and death, and transcend life and death.

Death, what does it feel like?

I believe that anyone who has thought about this will feel both fear and curiosity about death.

Fear is that death represents the end of everything, the disappearance of life, the final arrival of all things, the consciousness falling into silence, and everything that one cannot predict.

Humans may have always claimed to be the masters of the world, but only death treats every life equally.

This is the cycle of nature. From the moment life is born, it has entered the countdown to death, and no life can be exempted.

As long as we exist in this ecosystem, as long as we are in nature, we will inevitably experience this cycle.

There is no life that is not afraid of death.

Therefore, how to escape death and transcend death becomes the ultimate answer that life can explore.

In order to transcend death, some lives can even simplify themselves to the extreme and become just a transparent existence.

Perhaps it would die if it suffered some external blow, or perhaps it was unimaginably fragile, but in any case, everything about it was specialized to escape death.

Maybe it's weak, maybe it's simple, but from another perspective, it also transcends death.

However, even though natural death has been transcended, that does not mean it will not be granted death.

This is still an unavoidable problem.

Therefore, the ultimate existence that transcends the ultimate of life and the limits of nature has become the end that every life desires.

That is truly an immortal existence that transcends life and death, transcends nature, and transcends the ecosystem.

That is the pursuit of all life, and the evolution of all life is to become that kind of existence, to take one step further towards that kind of realm.

However, when transcending death and facing death, life will begin to wonder, what does death feel like?
For animals, death may be the dissipation of their own life.

But for humans, is death an end or a new life?
In the civilization created by human beings, there are countless fantasies about death.

Maybe it will be another world, where demons and sinners exist, where there is a hell full of the smell of sulfur, and a withered world full of little ghosts.

Maybe it will be the sentence of the eighteen levels of hell, the past and present lives walked on the Naihe Bridge, or a brand new life starting again after drinking a bowl of Mengpo soup.

Human beings have never lacked imagination about death.

Frightened, scared, and curious.

This is the imagination of intelligent life about death. Even if they are afraid, they still imagine such a world.

Because the living have no way of knowing what it is like after death, and no dead person has ever suddenly jumped out of the coffin and told the living what it feels like to be dead.

Or maybe, death in human imagination has always been just imagination.

Or maybe it's not an imagination, but a fact.

But no matter what death felt like, it had nothing to do with Tiandao. At the moment when the pale yellow sword light that split the earth reached him, when Tiandao's consciousness recovered again, what he saw was no longer the top of the sacred mountain, and the Heart of the Sacred Mountain no longer existed in front of him.

It is the consciousness that suddenly awakens in the silent darkness. In this inexplicable world, I sense my own identity and existence.

Tiandao didn't know what he experienced during the time when he was "dead" after the Earth-Splitting Slash hit him until his consciousness was restored here.

His consciousness fell into silence, and of course he had no idea what happened at that time. Only now that his consciousness has been restored can he feel the changes in the world and see such a deep darkness.

"Am I dead?"

In the dark world, the consciousness named Shenshan Tiandao said to himself: "But, if I die, my consciousness will not know what happened. In that case, how can I understand death?"

But when a person is unconscious, he certainly has no way of perceiving anything in the outside world, and the same is true of the laws of nature.

Sensing death...

How can we perceive when people are dead?

It's impossible that I close my eyes and open them again, and when I wake up I find myself on a moving train, and a pretentious guy next to me sneers and says, "Very good, you are the one with the best quality among this group of newcomers." This is called sensing death, right?

How can this be called death? Isn't this being captured by the Lord God and made into a serf? !

But thinking like this, when the consciousness named Tiandao looked at the darkness in front of him again, he found that he could sense waves of sound coming from the darkness. Not only that, in the darkness in the distance, it seemed that something was gradually eroding the darkness itself.

Under the gaze of the consciousness called Heaven's Way, a roaring train rumbled towards him along the continuously laid rails. Wherever it passed, the darkness dissipated, and a whole new world was formed, infecting the darkness itself and dyeing it with other colors.

Bricks, pillars, rails, tunnels.
The train came roaring forward with no intention of slowing down, carrying a whole new world with it, completely dispelling the darkness, and then collided with the consciousness called the Way of Heaven.

The incandescent lights of the train made this consciousness subconsciously close its "eyes". Then, he felt waves of coldness and shaking.

"Very good, you are the one with the best qualities among this group of newcomers."

The consciousness named Tiandao slowly opened its eyes, stared at the iron sheet above, felt the flying and moving tracks around it and the whistling sounds of the rails, and fell into speechlessness for a moment.

What is this?
The big ball of light of the Lord God is indeed very bright, but Tiandao always feels that after cutting it open, there must be a black heart inside this big ball of light.

The man named Zheng Zha was exactly the same as the one in his memory.

Everything that the Zhongzhou team experienced was exactly the same as he remembered.

The only difference was that in this Zhongzhou team, there appeared a person who shouldn't exist, and that person was himself.

This should have been a story that had nothing to do with him, but it changed because of his existence.

So much so that even Tiandao couldn't figure out whether he was really dead or just traveled through time.

But isn’t time travel also divided into physical time travel and soul time travel? Isn’t soul time travel also death in a sense?

Can every time traveler know exactly how they traveled through time?

Being killed by a dump truck was the cause, and going to another world was the result.

But what about the process?

Does the time traveler really know the process between cause and effect?
Tiandao couldn't tell whether he had traveled through time or died, or whether he had traveled through time after death. He was just experiencing other people's stories in other people's stories, and then leaving his own marks in this world.

When everything was finally over, Tiandao suddenly got tired of such a life one day. So after the Zhongzhou team completed a mission and returned to the main god space, Tiandao hugged the main god and had a fight with it.

It was like a person who should not have appeared was finally discovered by the writer of this story, and then the accident that should not have happened was hastily dealt with in an absurd way. The Heavenly Dao, which had exploded with the big ball of light of the Lord God, once again returned to the dark and silent world.

The fight with the Lord God was the cause, and realizing that one was in such a world again was the result.

But how did we come into this world, Heaven does not know.

Everything seems to have returned to the starting point.

Tiandao cannot figure out the concept of death because no one will tell him what death is, so he has no way of knowing whether people will experience the same things as he does now after they die.

He doesn't know, just as he doesn't know what death is.

Are all people the same as him after they die?

Or is he the only one like this?
Can someone tell him the answer? Can someone dead tell him?

Thinking this, Tiandao raised his head and looked at this dark world.

Suddenly, a piece of chain and a pair of shackles came from behind and locked Tiandao.

Then, a minotaur and a horse-faced man appeared in front of Tiandao.

"Time to get going, kid."

The minotaur pulled the chain in his hand, and with its appearance, this dark world turned into a gray space in an instant.

Wearing shackles and chains, Tiandao raised his head and looked at the tall gate that suddenly stood in front of him.

"The City of the Dead?"

He repeated the name of the city word by word.

"You still have some time left in your life, so spend the rest of your life here. The King of Hell will judge your good and evil deeds." said the horse-faced man.

"The world after death is different from your world of the living."

(End of this chapter)