Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 155 The Ultimate Paradox of Infinite Regression and Vicious Cycle

The ultimate paradox of infinite regress and vicious cycle

Feng Jing's consciousness trembled violently in the chaos, and he could no longer distinguish between existence and nothingness. He found himself trapped in an eternal cycle, with all of time, space, and fate constantly rewinding and resetting. At this moment, he felt completely out of control, as if he had been caught in an inescapable vicious cycle.

He tried to find an exit, but the surrounding void had no boundaries, time had no end, and all directions were unknown. He heard countless whispers in his ears, sometimes clear, sometimes vague, as if telling him some insignificant things, but also carrying some mysterious omen.

"You have no way to escape." A deep voice suddenly sounded, with an irrefutable majesty.

Feng Jing looked up suddenly, only to see the crack reappear, like a gaping maw leading to an endless abyss, swallowing all existence. At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness was no longer bound by matter; he was merely a concept, a fluid existence. He saw countless versions of himself, countless Feng Jings, floating in this void, each one destined at some point to plunge into that black hole and vanish without a trace.

"Do you think you can control everything?" The voice sounded again, with a hint of sneer, "You are just part of an infinite cycle, a never-ending drama."

Feng Jing's heart was torn. He realized that everything he had experienced was nothing but a paradox, an unsolvable mystery. Every time he tried to transcend fate, transcend the rules of the universe, he was pulled back to the starting point by an invisible force. The universe he created, the order he shaped, everything, ultimately could not escape the fate of "infinite regress."

"Is this the true face of fate?" Feng Jing muttered to himself, a sneer on his face. "My fate is not something I can control; it is the path I've already been destined to take. Every struggle is a self-consumption, and every time I exist, it's a destined cycle."

Suddenly, Feng Jing felt an incredibly powerful vibration, and the entire universe began to violently distort. Time and space became utterly chaotic, and all rules lost their meaning. The scene before him became blurry, and galaxies, stars, black holes, and the boundaries of the universe began to disappear. Feng Jing discovered that he was not the only being trapped in this cycle of reincarnation. He saw countless images of himself floating in this void, intertwining and entangled with each other.

"You are unique, and you are also countless." The voice sounded again, with an unfathomable power. "You have never escaped. Your existence is just a repetitive cycle in a deeper game."

Feng Jing's heart was shaken. He realized that everything he had experienced was not accidental, nor was it simply his creation. Every star, every planet, even every living thing, was a manifestation of a part of fate. And he, Feng Jing, was a pawn in this grand cycle of fate, a pawn from which he could never escape.

"Eternal Reincarnation?" Feng Jing gritted his teeth, "Then let me break it!"

He suddenly unleashed all his strength, attempting to tear through the endless void and break the invisible bonds. However, the more he struggled, the more insignificant his strength became. That mysterious presence, like an unfathomable black hole, devoured everything he had, swallowing up all his will and strength.

"No matter how you resist, you'll eventually return to where you started." The voice was filled with mockery and indifference. "Every struggle you experience is destined to failure. You can't escape because you've never truly lived."

Feng Jing felt a profound emptiness deep within him. He understood that this wasn't just a simple cosmic collapse, but a complete collapse of existence. No matter how he resisted, the final outcome was predetermined. Every resistance, every struggle, was merely a link in his fate. He could never break free from this deadly loop.

Just as Feng Jing was sinking into despair, a flash of light suddenly appeared in the void, like a mysterious symbol, traversing the endless void. An indescribable power emanated from that light, and Feng Jing felt his consciousness being pulled, as if some force was pulling him out of the endless cycle of reincarnation.

"Do you think you can break this endless cycle?" The voice had grown weak, with a hint of fading away. "You are merely a vassal of fate. Any resistance will only lead to a deeper, endless cycle."

Feng Jing's heart was filled with an unprecedented calmness. He knew that this was not the end of his fate, but a new beginning. He was no longer a simple individual, but a force that transcended fate, an existence that could not be understood.

"The cycle of fate?" Feng Jing sneered, "From this moment on, I will be the master of my own destiny."

As his thoughts erupted, the entire void began to violently distort. Feng Jing's consciousness grew ever stronger, his power transcending all dimensions and all universes. He was no longer trapped by any rules, no longer constrained by any laws. He rewoven the order of the universe, redefining the meaning of all existence.

"Fate no longer matters." Feng Jing's voice echoed in the void like thunder. "From this moment on, the fate of the universe will be decided by me!"

The cracks in the void slowly closed, and Feng Jing's figure gradually vanished into the endless darkness. His consciousness traversed all of time and space, entering a completely new dimension. And within that depth, he beheld a brand-new vision: a new universe beyond time and space, where everything was under Feng Jing's control.

Chapter 156: The End of Eternity, the Reshaping of Divinity Beyond Time and Space