"Should I gamble, should I not?"

"Should I gamble, should I not?"

"Of course, you should, after all, if you don't, you'll dissipate."

"But if I fail I'll be done. After all, I have no idea where I am."

"Does it matter if you know where you are or not? You'll be done anyway."

"How much time has passed?"

"The passage of time in the absence of something to orient your sense of time can be rather tricky after all. A moment in the darkness can pass on a hearth bit or an eternity."

"So does that mean I'm here from time immemorial?”

"No, listen to your pulsation of energy you'll get a sense of time if you count them."

"A-a-aa, I don't know how much time has passed."

"Telling you will be nothing but problems, so I'll refrain from doing so. Do not bug me."

"YY-Y-Youuuuu."

Darkness was everything that eyes could see, but a voice could be heard arguing with one another as two distinct tones could be differentiated, as one seemed insecure and crazy and the other flat and more grounded.

"So I'll do it then?"

"Stay here and dissipate, try and dissipate, not much of a difference but this way, you'll have a chance to escape this hungry void. A difficult choice, it is not unless you're afraid of your end."

As the voice of the mysterious madman was arguing on and on with what seemed to be his other self in a different tone, emotion and mental state, a light in the pure darkness from where the voice was coming could be seen suddenly lit as a circle of nine candles could be seen standing on wooden floor made by thick and courses wooden planches. But only one of the nine candles was lit as the other eight were off, having been almost all but consumed as but o small part only to make for proof for their once burning existence. As for the last of the candles, the situation couldn't be said to be good as there was not much of the candle left to burn.

However, that was not the most important thing, for as the light from the candle expanded and reflected, the existence of the mad man could be finely seen as he was fixed on the candle.

A tall but slim man with bronze and young skin with no beard, eyes wide open on a rather apathetic face, messy and full of black with rare white hair, as he gave the impression of being at the end of his middle age approaching the last phase of his life.

"My life's work, my ambitions, my desire. I won't let it end like this"

"If even a single thought of my existence survives, i'll never stop.

"All I need is to find someone to experi--- to let inherit my supreme technic.

"Yes. Yes. That's right. All I have is to find the fate one, no, that doesn't sound right, the courageous one, or the relentless one, yes, this is better."

As the single conversation continued, confusion and shifted anger appeared on the madman's face as he used his right hand to hit his head as thou to fix his memories

"Ok, let's do it."

As determination could be seen manifesting on the mad man's face, his attention changed from the lit candle on the wooden floor to the wooden door, not more than 3 meters away from him, as his location could be seen as nothing than a wooden cubical of 4 meters in each direction whit nothing more to add that the circle of candles, the mad man and the door.

"If you are to do it, do not hesitate and go all in or don't go all. Do it fast. The more time the door is open, the faster we are sucked dry of energy.

"Alright"

As the mad man's open conversation with himself ended, a severe look was befallen on him as he began to walk in front of the wooden door.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself while raising his arms and slowly but forcefully pushing the door that seemed to be weighing an unimaginable amount, and as a slivering crack was opened, a suction force came from what seemed to be an abyssal void from beyond the wooden door as though a monster was trying to devour the very nature of existence.

"Aaaaa I what have--. Aaaaaaa, I'm scared I take it back"

"Fuuuuuck"

But despite the mental pushing done before the door's opening, the mad man's courage fell even faster than the suction force coming from the black void outside of his wooden cube.

"Do it. It's now or never. Hesitate, and we'll all die for sure. Hurry, the candle is burning fast. We will run out of energy, in no time, do it now."

However, the returning of the decisive tone made the mad man muster the courage to do what he had to do in the first place, as his eyes closed towards the center of his nose and brow while pointed with his index finger ahead of him as a strange thing happen in void ahead of him as a small flickering light took life while transforming in the sphere of light that was closing in on the wooden cube.

"Good, you did it"

As the light was enveloping the cube, his senses were first crushed and then elongated as the sense of distance and gravity was extremely strange.

From the dark of the abyssal void to the light of the sphere to again darkness to another blinding light to what seemed to be a normal starry void.

"Ahahahahha, we did it, you see."

"Yes. But where is this? I don't recognize anything here?"

"Does it matter, let's go and find the one to inherit our legacy?"

"You're right, we should---fuck-- the last candle--- is almost out."

"What"

"That because you hesitated and got drained far more than I anticipated, fuck, let's search for a world fast."

As fast as relief and ecstasy appeared on the mad man's face, anxiety struck him even faster as the candle that the more serious tone was always focused on was almost gone while flickering as though to give up. But just as the mad man finished his conversation, he flung his head out of the cube with wide-open eyes, frantic scanning the unknown starry void only to stop for a particular spot in the void as the cube began to move at a fast increasing speed as a little spot in blue whit sparse spots of various colors increase in size from a little coin to an enormous size planet.

"This looks good enough. It's not the time to be picky."

The man in the wooden cube arrived at a point where the planet covered his whole view.

Although half of the planet was dark, to the eye of the mad man, it was just like a flame in the dark as every color that was seen during the day could be seen in his eye.

"Hmmm, 20 continents overall, the one on the other side... no good."

"The west and north look interesting."

"The south and east are not bad."

"We should avoid those already in the cultivation system, and too old, they are already half lost."

"We should let fate play itself."

"What fate should pla---what the fuck are you doing."

"We should let the fate of the universe guide us."

"And by "guide" you mean let us fall on the planet at random."

"Yes"

"You dumb fool, you're betting our last hope."

As the mad man was spewing curses at himself while falling on the planet, he did not take a good look at the place of his falling. A relatively large continent surrounded by eight smaller ones was becoming bigger and bigger as he was crashing on the continent.

However, the crash was uneventful as, at the last moments, the cube slowed from an extreme speed.

"Now where are you, my tes--- disciple."

As the mad man glanced outside, he could see hills at his back and a river bending towards the east as a prairie expanded south from the hills and river.

As the first ray of the sun was breaching the night for a new day, light footsteps could be heard from the hills as a little figure was walking towards the bend of the road where the mad man in the wooden cube was.

"It seemed your fated one had wasted no time to appear."

"Ahamm. "NOW COME YOU WHO HAS GREAT FATE, STRENGTH, COURAGE," You w-who---o mm-m-my… yyy-you are already dying, and I have done nothing."