Reborn: To Love My Prince Who Never Became a King
Awakening in the Unknown
A sharp gasp left Zane’s lips as he jolted awake. His body felt weightless, yet the ground beneath him was solid. A blinding white light surrounded him, stretching endlessly in all directions. He squinted, his hands instinctively shielding his eyes.
Zane Knight {DO}
(His heart pounded.)
Zane Knight {DO}
Where am I??
Zane Knight {DO}
Is… is anyone here?
Zane Knight {DO}
(His voice echoed, bouncing off the nothingness around him)
Zane Knight {DO}
(He took a step forward, his movements unsteady as he wandered through the unfamiliar space)
Zane Knight {DO}
(A bitter chuckle escaped him.)
Zane Knight {DO}
So this is hell? ( murmured)
Zane Knight {DO}
No way I'd make it to heaven after everything I did to him (sad sigh)
Zane Knight {DO}
(His fingers curled into fists, a deep sadness weighing on him)
Zane Knight {DO}
Lucian… I miss you already.
Then, a sudden thought struck him.
Zane Knight {DO}
Wait… If this really is heaven, then… then I can see you again!
Zane Knight {DO}
(His heart clenched at the possibility, and before he could think twice, he broke into a run.)
Zane Knight {DO}
(His feet barely touched the ground as he searched desperately, his eyes darting around in every direction)
Spirit
So you’re happy that you died?"
Zane Knight {DO}
(Zane’s breath hitched, his feet skidding to a stop.)
The voice—deep, calm, yet undeniably powerful—echoed from nowhere and everywhere at once. He spun around wildly, searching for the source, but found nothing but the endless white void.
Zane Knight {DO}
Who’s there?
Zane Knight {DO}
(His voice trembled slightly)
Zane Knight {DO}
Where are you hiding?
Before him, a colossal form began to take shape, light swirling into the form of a towering spirit—its presence both terrifying and strangely comforting. Zane felt small in comparison, yet he stood his ground.
Spirit
(The spirit’s gaze bore into him)
Spirit
You now stand before the gates of heaven
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