Max Draven, a high school student, was tormented by his bully, Dany, the son of the city's top businessman, and his gang. The relentless bullying pushed Max to the brink of suicide, but he lacked the courage to follow through and didn’t want to worry his parents. One day, during another round of torment, Max accidentally fell from the roof of the school building. Miraculously, he survived but slipped into a coma.

In the darkness of his subconscious, Max found himself in a vast, lightless space. Confused, he heard a voice from behind him: "This is inside your subconscious mind." Turning around, he saw a shadow of an old man with long hair and beard, his eyes glowing light blue and exuding a dominating presence.

"Who are you?" Max asked.

"I’m you, and you are me. We are one. Live with no regrets," the old man replied.

As Max stared in confusion, his head began to hurt again. 

After four long months, Max finally woke up. His eyes glowed a light blue. As he began to wonder where he was, a sharp pain surged through his head. The nurse walked in and, seeing him in agony, called for the doctor in a panic. The doctor rushed in and administered an injection, slowly easing Max’s pain and lulling him into a deep slumber.

After some time he woke up to see his mother by his side sleeping from exhaustion.

"I'm back. Is this really true? What day is today?" he murmured. "June 6th, 2024. It’s only been four months then." 

With a perplexed look, Max pondered what was real and what was a dream. He knew that this was real; he had returned after what felt like 400 years of hell. He was glad.

"Ha…" he sighed in relief. Thoughts of his bullies filled his mind, and his eyes glowed with a deadly rage and killing intent. "Every one of you will pay for what you did. I’ll make sure you do."

During his coma, Max's consciousness had accidentally traveled to a world full of war and conflict, inhabited by cultivators and sects. He had endured 400 years of strife and hardship there, but in the real world, only four months had passed. Now, armed with the knowledge and strength from his otherworldly experience, Max was determined to seek vengeance on those who had tormented him. The bullies who had pushed him to the edge would soon face the consequences of their actions.

"Everything seems normal with no issues," he thought. "But just in case, let's use that."


Max sat cross-legged, his body in so much pain he could barely endure. He closed his eyes, sat straight, and began to meditate. In his mind, he opened a space resembling a blue light with a mysterious effect. He took a stone from that space, which glowed bright yellow.


"I've taken care of everything, but for the small injuries, a level 1 divine stone is enough. Just to be sure, let's use a level 2 stone. It can also improve my divine powers. Even if it gets out of control, it won't affect much."


He returned to reality and used the divine stone to cultivate. It released a bright yellow smoke, covering Max. Sweat formed on his forehead. After a while, he opened his eyes.


"Hmm… finally, now I don't have to worry about losing any memories. And my soul power has also increased."


Max's mother was initially shocked when the nurse informed her of Max's condition. She was relieved and glad to know he was out of his coma. She rushed to the hospital and found him unconscious. She waited for him to wake up, but she fell asleep from exhaustion.


"Max! You finally woke up. You know how much we were worried about you."


"Thank God you're alright. Why did you have to do such a stupid thing?"


"Mom, sorry for worrying you. Nothing like this will happen again, I promise."


"Why don't you lay down and rest? Does your body hurt?"


"I'll go and make a call to tell your father the good news."


In the hospital, only one person could stay with the patient. Max's mom usually took care of him, while his father worked to earn money. His father would visit whenever he could.


After a while, his father arrived, hugged him, and cried, missing his son so much.


Max knew how much his parents loved him. He didn't want to see them sad anymore and only wanted to see them happy.


"Dad, you don't have to worry about me. It's getting late for work. I'll get better soon."


"Alright then. I'll get going. Take care of our son."


After a while, a nurse came, saying the doctor was looking for her.


"Son, I'll be back soon. Have some rest," she said, then left to meet the doctor.


Chapter 7 - It’s Just the Beginning.