My name is Luciel Voidborne. I was sitting on a mountain peak, my long and black hair waving with the wind - red Qi surrounding me, I was extremely close to breaking through to the peak of this world.
While I was cultivating atop the mountain peak - without me realising - rumors were being spread all across the world, I was being 'called out' for things i have never even thought of doing, horrible things.
The people who believed it hailed me as a demon, however - there was no one left that was capable of challenging me in this world. Thus they tried to summon a being from not just a different and higher leveled world - but also from a higher dimension. While me and the others live in a third dimension, they summoned a being from the fourth.
In this dimension the cultivation realms are the following; Body Tempering - Qi Condensation - Soul Forming - Harmony - Seperation and Reunion - Soul Transformation - Nascent Soul, and the Saint realm.
While no one knows how many or which cultivation realms there are in the 4th dimension, I can say this much - I transmigrated from another world, i always read cultivation novels back then and I know our highest realm is nothing for them.
So I know that I wont stand a match against a 4th dimensional cultivator, but i will still try anyway. I rather die fighting than die running after all.
I know it would be a mere matter of time before the summoning is complete and thus I know that i still have some time to prepare - or so I thought.
A figure flew up the mountain, I couldn't sense his power and thus I knew that I stood no match. The man had long white hair, a long red robe mixed with some black lines. His crimson red eyes looked right at mine.
"Are you Luciel Voidborne?" The white haired man asked me.
Upon further inspection I noticed some blood on his palms, he has killed people before coming here.
"who's blood is that?" i casualy asked while pointing to his palms thinking nothing of it.
The white haired man started grinning like some evil villain, "Oh this blood? It's nothing, just the blood of your family. That reminds me, i have a present for you."
He took out a total of 3 severed heads from his ring - it was a ring with a pocket dimension in it - the heads were all familiar to me, how could they not be? The heads were my mother's, father's, and sister's.
The man then grinned, "They don't look as peaceful in death as I planned, but my men pleaded to me to take a few turns on those 2 women." he was clearly trying to make me mad, and it worked.
I was speechless, anrgy and confused, all at the same time. My Qi started rampaging with my anger.
So much anger infact that the rampaging Qi started to break down my own body aswell as my mind, it was turning my body in a mess. I couldn't stop it, my own Qi was out of my control now.
Instead of doing something about it I didn't care, there was no point in continuing to live anyway so I decided to accept my death and take the white haired man with me.
What i did was use the bit of Qi I could and started to move it as to explode myself and take anyone within range with me into the death.
The man was somewhat shocked at the fact i was ready to blow myself up for revenge but he quickly regained his arrogance.
"You haven't even reached the pinnacle of this world and you think that you can actually kill me like that? how cute. But sorry to disappoint, your power is insignificant next to me and wont do anything." He said matter a factly.
But it was too late to stop it and so I exploded, everything went dark.
Darkness, eternal darkness. I found myself drifting through a void of nothingness. Sight became useless, arms and feet were nothing short of decoration, the concept of hearing didn't exist, I was nothing. It was as if i was everything but also nothing. I couldn't move my limbs, because there was no concept of movement. I was stuck in eternal nothingness.
I started to lose all sense of self, I started to forget who I was. It felt like an eternity had already passed, i could barely remember who I was, all that was left was a shell of my former self.
As more time passed all that was left was my uncontrollable rage and urge for destruction, I don't remember why, but that doesn't matter anymore, I don't matter anymore.
More and more time passed as i started to recall who and what I was. I was Luciel Voidborne, a cultivator.
A bright light surrounded me as suddenly I could feel everything again. I looked around and i found myself in my old childhood home. I looked around and noticed a mirror, when I looked into it i saw a baby look back at me, it was then I realised, i regressed.
I couldnt help but smile, this time i wont be some righteous cultivator, no, this time i will kill everyone who wronged me. Soon i will start conquering the world of cultivation.