Chapter 58: The Awakening of the Soul
The sky above was painted in hues of crimson and gold as Pragya stood on the edge of the floating island, gazing at the endless horizon. The air buzzed with a strange energy, as if the very fabric of reality was shifting. His consciousness had expanded beyond the material world, and now he could feel the pulse of existence itself.
He closed his eyes, focusing on the whispers of the universe. The Immortal Consciousness was more than just an ability—it was a gateway to something profound. With every breath, he felt himself dissolving into the cosmos, his thoughts merging with the infinite wisdom that lay beyond mortal understanding.
"You have finally reached the threshold," a voice echoed in his mind. Pragya turned to see an ethereal figure standing behind him—a being made entirely of light. It was neither man nor woman, yet it carried an aura of authority and warmth.
"Who are you?" Pragya asked, his voice steady but filled with curiosity.
"I am the Guardian of the Eternal Mind," the figure responded. "You have been chosen to unlock the hidden potential of the soul, to transcend the limitations of flesh and bone. But be warned, every enlightenment comes with its own trials."
Pragya nodded. He had already faced countless challenges, yet something told him that what lay ahead was beyond anything he had ever encountered.
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Meanwhile, in the depths of the underground research facility, scientists and philosophers alike were gathered around a holographic interface, analyzing the sudden shift in Earth's energy patterns.
"Sir, the consciousness network is fluctuating!" one of the researchers exclaimed. "Something—or someone—is accessing a plane of knowledge beyond our understanding."
A stern-faced man in a black suit leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "Is it him? Is it Pragya?"
"Yes," the scientist confirmed. "But this is different. He's not just using the Immortal Consciousness—he's becoming a part of it."
The room fell into silence. If Pragya truly mastered this power, he would become an entity beyond control, beyond manipulation. And that was something the global elite could not allow.
"Deploy the suppressors," the man ordered coldly. "We cannot afford to let him transcend."
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Back on the floating island, Pragya felt a sudden heaviness in his mind. The connection he had just established was being severed forcibly. He gasped, his vision blurring as a crushing force threatened to pull him back into his physical limitations.
"They are trying to stop you," the Guardian of the Eternal Mind warned. "But knowledge cannot be caged forever. You must fight—not with weapons, but with wisdom."
Pragya gritted his teeth, channeling every ounce of his willpower. The suppressors were strong, but he had something they didn't—a mind unbound by fear. He focused on the essence of his consciousness, allowing it to expand in ways he never had before.
With a final surge of determination, he shattered the invisible chains binding him, breaking through the artificial barriers placed by the elites. His soul blazed like a star, illuminating the dark forces that sought to control him.
For the first time in history, a mortal had truly awakened.
And the world would never be the same again.