"Huh?!"
My consciousness returned—first as a flicker, then steadily, the ability to comprehend my surroundings began to form.
I was engulfed among stars and supernovas, drifting in the vastness of a galaxy. Asteroids floated aimlessly. The white, dazzling light of countless stars blazed near me.
As I began to analyze myself, I realized: I was nowhere near the size of the massive abomination of a black hole I had once been. In fact, there were no black holes like me for as many light-years as I could perceive.
I didn't understand it at first.
I remembered a universe of chaos—stars bursting, planets collapsing, gravitational fields inverting, and space stretching to such unimaginable degrees that it tore holes in the very fabric of reality. A universe full of wounds, destruction everywhere I looked.
But now... there was nothing like that.
There was no chaos. No cataclysm. Only stars—fierce and radiant—some of which destroyed nearby celestial bodies with intense radiation or gravitational pull. Yet there was no mass destruction like what I had once known. Not like the previous universe I had come from.
There were many instances where solar radiation and flares struck toward me, hurled by colossal stars—but every time they touched my being, they were instantly devoured, pulled past my event horizon into the vast nothingness of my singularity.It happened countless times, over a span of time so abstract I couldn't even begin to comprehend it.
All of this occurred before I could truly grasp what was happening around me.
Asteroids... planets... anything that came near me was swallowed whole, drawn into me like the black hole I was.
Yet it all felt... too familiar.
It echoed that strange, distant moment when I first discovered I had become a black hole—after dying as a human.
Then, suddenly, the nausea hit me.Not from fear—but from the jarring memory of transformation.And along with it came something I had never felt in the final stage of my previous existence:
Relief.
I didn't know how this happened.Or how my memory had found its way into this new black hole.But one thing, I knew with unshakable certainty:
I was glad.
Glad to exist again.Glad to remember.Glad to feel the universe around me—without losing myself.
And with that clarity, I made a decision:
I would explore.I would learn.I would uncover everything hidden within this strange and beautiful universe.
And perhaps, this time, I would understand why I was brought back.