บท 774: Visions I

The gate of heavens stood as a testament to one's arduous path of cultivation. From what I know, it would only appear to those who wish not to serve but to defy—not in blasphemy, but with a willingness to compete and challenge. The heavens see one's heart and will and present them with a fitting challenge each and every time. Right now, I'm waiting for my own trial.

But there are rules to this.

One shouldn't try to peek into the heavenly secrets and see what lies beyond the gate. One should only await their trials. However, this isn't the case for me this time. Since I have time and time again been challenged by this very same gate and always ended up winning, this time it was actually inviting me in.

In my own words, and in my own voice, as if possessed, I spoke unwillingly and unconsciously, only for my ears to hear and my mouth to say, "Enter, and climb, see what lay ahead, and what could have been but didn't. Choose, and choose well," I said to myself.