The True Ascension Chapter 1: Last day in this world

Inside a certain luxurious room, lying on a large bed, one could notice a young man lost in thought, staring fixedly at the ceiling with clouded eyes.

Looking around the room, it’s easy to confirm that the owner of this space has a refined taste in architecture. However, what draws the most attention in this room is a shelf filled with trophies.

Trophies indicating first place in various disciplines — from swimming to archery, cooking, wilderness survival, climbing, advanced mathematics, and many others.

Certainly, this would be a source of great pride and happiness for anyone.

However, for the young man lying on the bed, it brought, at most, a bit of satisfaction.

— "No matter what I’ve done and achieved, this emptiness never goes away," thought Aziz monotonously.

Aziz, the na of the young man lying on the bed, grew up in an orphanage. Since childhood, he knew he was different from the other children his age, both ntally and physically.

Throughout his 19 years of life, he had never been sick — not even a slight headache. That was certainly sothing that left him intrigued.

Aziz was truly very handso, standing at 184 centiters tall, with striking features, hair as black as obsidian, and silver eyes — sothing truly unusual. However, he attributed it to so sort of mutation.

After all, the blue eye color of so people in the world is also the result of a mutation.

— "I don’t understand... even after all these years, this feeling of incompleteness never goes away. Even after all the things I’ve done and achieved, I still feel the sa," Aziz said to himself.

Lost in thought, searching for an answer to the emptiness that had followed him since childhood, he fell asleep without noticing.

However, in his last thoughts before drifting off, he heard a lodious voice that he couldn’t identify.

— "We’ll et again soon, my dear," the lodious voice said.

If soone had entered the room at that mont, they would have seen a supernatural scene: Aziz’s body dissolving into white and silver lights. Where Aziz once lay, only emptiness remained.

Unbeknownst to him, that would be his last day in this world. However, he was not the only one to disappear at that mont, for a certain star from a certain constellation also vanished. Sothing that certainly caused great anxiety and apprehension among astronors — because it wasn’t just any star that vanished without a trace.