Chapter 1: The beginning
It was a cold misty morning when I stumbled across an item that would change my life forever.
My name is Yan Wujin. I was born in a village that no one visited anymore. A place so well explored that most considered it a waste to spend even a moment exploring the area but as I was born here where else could I explore.
It should be known that cultivators are the most glorious people in the world!!! (Hope those extra exclamation helped you understand) As a young boy growing up with only stories of famous cultivators to keep me entertained all I ever wished for was a chance, doesn't matter how small, to be able to cultivate but honestly who wouldn't wish for such a chance especially if you were from my village. Mystical valley is the name of my village( What a lie). Honestly I've spent every moment since I could understand language looking for what's so mystical about this valley but I've yet to come across a single thing. If it ever was mystical that must've been about a gazillion years before I was born. The only thing this valley could be said to be famous for is farming but even that's already been explained as being due to a good location. The sun passes directly overhead from sunrise to sunset provide all crops with more then enough energy to grow bountifully and since it's a valley rain from the nearby mountains trickle down into and through the village so plants always have enough water. Of course this is only from a scientific point of view regarding the natural processes of the world however since cultivation is possible for all things living and even some non living things there have been explanations given from the cultivators side of things as well. I've heard those explanations but they go right over my head. It's like I'm a deaf person and someone is trying to explain to me what sound is. I can understand there's something happening when I see someone's mouth is moving during speech or when lighting flashes and creates thunder but I don't know what sound is nonetheless as I've never heard it. So how would someone who can't sense chi understand what all those words ,explaining plant cultivation, mean.
It rained hard last night and the sound of thunder kept waking me up. I gave up sleeping long before the sun rose. As I was awake and the rain had stopped I decided to start my day. Leaving my house where I stayed with an aunt and uncle I made my way through the village heading for the gate. Some might say who goes exploring while it's still dark without making any preparation like bringing a torch or some other equipment to light the way especially as a mortal explorer, I would reply to that that I do. I've always had excellent night vision and eyesight sharper then normal. No idea how though as ones senses only start improving as one begins to cultivate and I've never cultivated a day in my life. So yeah I see well enough to have never worried about tripping over something in the dark. The clouds were clearing by the time I started climbing the valley mountain letting a bit of moonlight through with just that little extra light I could see a whole lot clearer almost as well as if it was day. The ground was muddy as I slowly made my way upwards. I've always hated the mud it makes everything so much messier and walking become a chore especially as one misstep can mean face planting so you can enjoy an all you can eat mud pie desert.
I wonder if I can explain sudden shock to you! I misstepped. Can you imagine the shock of thinking about avoiding something and then suddenly experiencing that exact thing you were trying to avoid. Shocking right? It's like stubbing your toe just after thinking you avoided the corner of your desk. So now I'm stuck in a slow motion scene as I fall to my unwanted buffet experiencing the vertigo of falling. I shut my eyes tight moving my hands forward to try bracing myself so as to avoid the worst of the mud. Time reasserts it's self and I find myself falling at normal speed except it's all wrong. What should've been a short half a second fall is now passing 2 seconds. I open my eyes and feel my heart stop and asshole clench as now I'm falling into a darkness so thick that even my mystical eyes(heh) have no chance of seeing through it. I plunge into the darkness and when I say plunge I mean plunge because all of sudden I find my velocity slowing down exactly as though I've fallen into a pool of water.
It's dark and not normal darkness where the only thing that exists is just your Conciousness. I have no way of telling which way is up and which way is down. My heart is beating a mile a minute, I feeling claustrophobic and restrained. I can still move my limbs freely but the darkness feels like it's closing in around me like I've been buried alive and while I can feel my body I'm slowly losing that feeling and it terrifies me. "Move." I tell myself "Just move" I start to flail my arms about kicking my feet vigorously for all I know I could be swimming deeper but feeling of dissapearing into the darkness is something so terrifying that I refuse to let it happen with out at least one last struggle. I've lost feeling of my extremities but I continue move with the single thought of getting out. I feel the darkness enclosing around me seeking to keep me in it's could lifeless embrace and before I know it all that remains of me is my conciousness. In my conciousness only two thoughts remain: Movement and darkness. I cling to movement and reject the darkness with every iota of my being. Every ounce of willpower that I have is given to the idea of movement as I can feel the second I give the darkness a single extra thought beyond acknowledgement I'd lose myself in the darkness for all eternity.
That's the moment everything changed. I find the darkness lighting kind of moving through a spectrum of colour where every colour is just a little less dark then the last. I start to feel my body again like the universe decided to accualize my existence granting me a body with which I could interact with all things created. I see the moon as if looking at the world from the other side or a mirror and I know if I want to survive I need to simple move through the mirror and for that last stretch I rocket through the distance moving faster then I've ever imagine. I feel a propulsion coming from beneath me as if the darkness as accepted my will to live and decided to give me a boost. Moving through the pane of existance I expected a blast of water like darkness like whale lauching itself out of the ocean but I go through without even a ripple. Materialising so seemlessly I fail to cause a single disturbance in the fabric of reality. I find myself hating that realisation. As if my existence is so small that no matter what I do there's no effect and after such an ordeal I crave acknowledgement of existence. 'I to be acknowledged' This single thought changed everything
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vitrios Well this is the first chapter might seem like it has nothing to do with being a merchant but this is just "the beginning" Hope this first chapter ignites your imagination and draw you further into the story?
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