Chapter 2:

While sleeping Xian was dreaming of his life, not the one he experienced in the cave but his real life. He dreamed of his mom a kind yet stern woman a lot like his father. It was an evening of autumn, Xian was about 8 years old and he was training his martial art and like any child wishing to impress their mother he doubled his efforts when his mom came by and started watching him. Once he was finished, he rushed toward her to receive her praise:

- "I see that you're working hard Xian, that's good." - she said.

- "Yes, mother just like you told me." – he replied smiling.

- "What is your current cultivation?"

- "I'm already at the heaven and earth realm!"

- "Do not get ahead of yourself son there is incredible practitioner in this world. Promise me that you will never get infatuated with yourself and will keep practicing hard. In this world only the strong are right."

- "Yes, I understand."

- "Once you'll be older this sect will be yours and with your talent our Strength of God sect will become the best in this world, anything you can ever wish for will be yours son."

Waking up on those words Xian looked around. He was lying down on a bed in a relatively large room, still pretty confuse by the previous event it took him a moment to realize that this was his bedroom. It was a pretty sad room for a child only having a bed, some cushion to sit down and meditate, shelf with boring book about martial art and a little desk to read them. Sad?? Why do I believe this is sad my parent has been giving me everything I need to make sure my cultivation goes up, it's that stupid cave man again!

- "Little master are you awake? The sect leader has demanded me to inform you that he would like to see you." – said the voice of an adult man.

Ah, he probably wants to know how my cultivation of self went. Fuck, I got nothing to show for it.

- "Tell my father that I need to meditate while the iron is hot." – he shouted

Alright this should buy me a little time and its not really a lie. I do need to think, I feel like my mind is split in two: one side telling me that strength is truth, while the other urge me to stop and show compassion to the weak. As he always did before when he had trouble Xian sat down on his meditation cushion and begin to do some breathing exercise. Immediately, his mind felt clearer and after a while Xian started to put thing in perspective. For one, was the man in the other world his true self? In fact, was that 30 years of life an illusion or actually another world? This question is relatively easy to answer since the technology he experienced there was completely different from the one of his time, stuff he couldn't have imagined by himself. That point revealed an interesting idea, that the man was real, he wasn't just a vision or another life of Xian because both were living simultaneously meaning this was not the form of his true self. However, the cave of spacial self wouldn't show this to him for no reason. Not really sure as of why Xian started comparing the philosophy of the man with is own. Even though he was apathetic and had little to no ambition something our little master despise the man also had good points: the great sentiment of compassion he shared for others, his will to listen to what or who he didn't understand and accept what was different of him, his humbleness when facing obstacle and success and last but not least his capacity to forgive. All those things where stuffs he once associated with weakness but now having felt what it is like to be weak Xian realize that the world is neither black or white and that despite what everyone taught him, the strong are not necessarily right. Honestly, if anyone would sit down to think about it with an open-mind they would understand that being able to punch your way through a mountain doesn't give you the right to rape someone's wife or abuse the weak.

Feeling better about himself and realizing that the way of cultivation is vast he smiled with renewed motivation concerning his future. Having acquired a new insight in life our protagonist started questioning everything he learned in the past, was the destroyer of gods and heaven shadow punch and the seal of the ten thousand divine beast arrays as optimized and powerful as he believes before. Also, WHY ARE THOSE NAMES SO EDGY?! Goddam, what kind of edge lord came up with this stuff. Well, honestly anyone that speak of world domination gotta be either 8 years old or one hell of a chunibyou. Anyway, let's go meet father.