《Reverend Insanity (Rip-off): FFF Supreme Class Dominator Rampage Killer》 Blessed are (Prologue) An ordinary-looking person was reading an ordinary-looking book. He seemed a little bit off. And what seemed off about him was that he was having a dark aura within him a gloomy type of aura. His eyes were dark he was wearing a classy outfit looking like a law-abiding citizen mixed in the era of the wild west and the victorian era. His pupils were big compared to his small eye sockets which gave him an extra point to his gloominess. You could notice that he had quite the sense of fashion coming from a gloomy-looking person like him it¡¯s as if he came from a classical-themed party. A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation. He closed the book and gently closed his eyes as if he was appreciating and trying to value and criticize the book that he just read while holding his head in between heaven and earth. He then recited a verse as a sign of declaration of his final thoughts about the book: ¡°Blessed are¡ª¡± The appreciation suddenly stopped by a sudden occurring. ¡°?¡± He then looked at the horizons which seemed endless from his minuscule form of being. The horizons had the color of the dust, sands, and ashes nearly golden but withered version of it. with a hint of gray and black which added a mystical beauty that the tongue cannot describe but it can only be appreciated by those who saw it. suddenly feathers started to fall from the skies. End ¡ª Prologue Chapter 1 - Change of View ¡°Excuse me? I said EXCUSE ME! Are you paying attention? Is anyone there?¡± ¡°I guess you should stop interrupting a man¡¯s sleep¡± ¡°Is he sleeping?¡± asked a puzzled voice as a response to whoever tried to interrupt the act of waking up a man from his dream world. ¡°I think so?¡± Answered without assurance while also seemingly puzzled as if the interruption before was a blatant lie. ¡°So how could a man sleep in such an environment without any sudden hints?¡± the voice then proceeded to ask another question without giving time for an answer from the voice who interrupted: "And why did he sleep here from all the places he could¡¯ve slept in?¡° ¡°Welcome to the true men¡¯s world, I guess.¡± Answered the voice who interrupted without giving the questions and the strangeness from the guy who¡¯s sleeping strangely a thought ending everything with a shrug. ¡°Does men have their own world?¡± ¡°Everyone has his own world in them it¡¯s not just men.¡± ¡°So you can simply say fantasies?¡± ¡°Fantasies¡­ hm¡­ I can¡¯t say fantasies because they sound too immature and incomplete.¡± The voice that asked several questions thought deeply about the answers that were provided after an unknown amount of time whether it was long or short it voiced a comprehension: I see. Fantasies come without notice. But worlds come to a significance by the cause and effect concept! ¡°I can¡¯t say yes or no. I am sadly not knowledgeable enough our ideas currently have no basis to speak of. It¡¯s only our comprehension of our world.¡± he then concluded: ¡°Also a reflection of our progress towards the meaning.¡± "Couldn''t you elaborate? I think you''re making it hard for me to follow your train of¡ª" Aside from all of that, another new voice interrupted the previous two voices. ¡°So who are we?¡± The two previous voices looked at each other in awkwardness then one of them hinted to the other with collaboration and spoke: ¡°We¡¯re¡­ ¡°Yes, we¡¯re.. umm..¡± They looked at each other again hoping to find enlightenment from looking at each other. The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation. ¡°Passing by passengers?¡± The man who was sleeping voiced his answer while rubbing his right eye with his fingers while putting the opposite of his palm on his left cheek. ¡°Yes that¡¯s it¡± ¡°Yeah! It is it!¡± After being frozen for a few seconds the two previous voices agreed with new enlightenment! And after giving it a second thought the first voice sounded his own doubts but couldn¡¯t explain why. ¡°Yes, I can see that we¡¯re passer byers but something in my mind tells me that¡¯s something off with your answer if feels¡­ Then got interrupted again: Kinda lacking in some aspect¡­?¡° He then completed and voiced what they thought of the sudden answer by the guy who has been sleeping until a few seconds ago. ¡°This time will be your last..¡± A sudden ringtone ended the cycle of interruption that seemed to go on forever and reverberated throughout the space. The ringtone has a hit of enthusiasm and a promise that lies deep within the one who sang it. The special about this ringtone was that everyone got to experience it themselves it didn¡¯t sound the same to all the people who¡¯ve heard it. All the voices heard another word or sound or a whole another meaning and feeling. It was a bell more like a ringtone to the guy who was just sleeping. He stood up and walked to the door that lead to the exit into the corridor. Putting both of his hands into his pockets subconsciously. Walking through the masses. Some of them were talking to each other. Some of them were reading newspapers while they were in a variety of positions. Some of them holding one of their legs into the wall. While the others were sharing the same newspaper and the others sitting on a bench while looking at the sky dazed. Smoking in the alleys. Laughing and chit-chatting. Contemplating the news and the several things they just read. Engaging in heated discussions about an unknown topic. Feeding the birds. Looking at some posters that said a lot of things. An ordinary corridor that seemed like a bustling street. Where everything ordinary happened. ''This feels strange'' A thought flashed through his mind when he saw the bustling of the masses. He looked around, left to right, and right to left, then he looked at the skies. He narrowed his eyes as if he was trying to grasp something that was within the tip of his tongue but could not put it into words. Suddenly his eyes widened. The world turned upside down for a moment. it turned wobbly and wavery. he touched his own head trying to feel the pain that should come. But no piercing pain has affected him to his own surprise. He put his hands that were touching his own head and looked at it. He tried to feel his hand by grasping into the form of a fist and unfolding it. He blocked his ears with his own hands. While walking into the ¡°ordinary¡± corridor with his both eyes shut. Until he suddenly stopped and then released his hands from his ears and opened his eyes gently. The view changed into a thing that could be someone''s worst nightmare. In front of him was a pavilion, it was dark blue in color but it didn¡¯t give the feeling that it was filled with gloom but the exact opposite. It was contradictory and out of shape. In the middle of it was a seat. It looked like a throne more than a ¡°seat¡± but it was strangely a seat. He stepped into the pavilion with bold steps as if he was sure of success. PZZZZZZZZZING! WOOOSH~ Myriad colors moved past him suddenly! He saw himself in the middle of the universe or what could be called a ¡°universe¡±. He saw a lot of objects flying past him. The world was going so fast than what his eye could perceive. he felt dizzy at first and tried to familiarize himself with the sudden change of things. And before he gets accustomed to the scenery another view has presented itself in front of him. This time he saw five colors in a shape of a ball from a bird¡¯s view. The colors were Golden-white, Deep Purple, Dark blue, Green, and red respectively. It felt as if he was looking at a lively world filled with endless possibilities with myriad wonders. But the feeling diminished when he saw the ominous silent raging black fire and the winds who are looming in between. It was a chaotic scene mixed with wonders and danger. His body suddenly started to flash and blink. It was flashing, blinking, vanishing, and appearing. Now he started to blink in a more hasty way. Looking like a detonating bomb. Then he vanished. Chapter 2 - The Two Of Us A new view presented itself before him yet again. The place was like an abyss, a dark space with nothing but emptiness. But the emptiness suddenly gave birth to a spider. The spider was colored in black and white with a hint of scarlet. It was standing on an all-encompassing web looking at its prey. After looking at the abyss and at his own body and hands and the strange anomaly that started suddenly the moment he appeared in this space he spoke: "A spider?" The all-encompassing web extended endlessly and it was trying to extend its influence into him while moving closer with each passing breath. It connected to his heart and his body but stopped before the thing that lay inside of him. And stopped again before connecting to his brain. "Am I turning into a puppet?" "A Marionette?" He subconsciously exclaimed softly He got the feeling that this spider was trying to control his fate. After realizing the danger he was facing he extended his left hand trying to grasp the spider. Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Before his hand reached the spider by a few centimeters a glow surged from the spider that glowed all the space. And immediately another glow appeared within him and both lights filled the space ¡ª "It seems we got quite a few talents in this generation." Said a young man to the one who sat next to him. "Truly! Some of them are geniuses! Not just "talented". Answered a middle-aged with excitement and sarcasm. "Did you see the amount of Human Qi most of them are exuding? A fine beauty asked and then answered at the same time: "I guess we should let them walk on their own so we cannot hinder their paths" "Isn''t it obvious? We''re not some righteous hypocrites." Said the young man in contempt. "We will appoint them as the Power Elites and the other talented will be in careful nurturing." replied the fine beauty "And about the others? they''re also exceptional" The middle-aged gave an obvious question "To the academy" Both the young man and the fine beauty gave an answer that allowed no room for discussion. From the outside view, there were a lot of people whether they were old, middle-aged, youngmen, or even youths. Standing there motionless, some of them with deep gazes, while the others were dazed. But one of the youths had his eyes filled with life as if he was unaffected. "The view changed suddenly and now I am in a ceremony?" "What in the world is happening to me?" He tried to look around but found out that it was out of place so he decided to read the mood. "And what was that spider that tried to control me? And why looked wounded?" "And most importantly where am I?" After asking these questions subtle memories surfaced in his head "Child! It''s time for you to pay your debts to this benefactor and saver of yours!" Pointed a man at himself approaching the prime of his life to a youth standing before him. "The ceremony is the time of your next chapter in life! The collective methods of our ancestors will start taking their effects, and I think you''re finally ready for it. Your soul is in good shape and your cultivation process is not that bad either." And after saying that he filled him with what he needed to know. "Peak stage rank 3 expert?" After the memories surfaced, a lot of other memories started to surface uncontrollably. He tried to ignore the memories but the information pierced through his head "If It was real then why my cultivation dropped by two levels?" he then added with conformation: "It was fine before I reached here. Is it some kind of ritual being included in the ceremony? "What''s that?!" A fog retracted itself as if it was here all along The fog was illusory white and pink with a hint of purple It retracted itself the moment it appeared with just a blink of an eye it vanished as if it wasn''t there. "The ceremony has ended!" "Go inspect your gains and report them to the higher-ups!"