"Wake up!"
A peaceful and serene voice, like a gentle ripple, permeated Indra's ears.
"So sleepy! I just want to keep sleeping!"
Indra felt drowsy, his eyelids trembling slightly.
At this moment, he felt utterly exhausted, wanting to continue resting in this quiet dream.
However, the voice sounded again.
"Wake up, Indra!"
"I am Vishnu!"
Within this call.
A lotus flower emerged from the void, seeming to root itself within the universe, extending its slender stem, the bud pulsating, and then blooming, gently lifting Indra in the center.
The lotus petals swayed gently, releasing a delicate fragrance.
Indra bathed in the pure essence, as if bathing in the Ganges, washing away all fatigue and gradually waking up.
"Am I still alive?"
Indra murmured.
"All things perish, but the soul is eternal; of course, you wouldn't die!" This voice suddenly rang in his ear.
"???"
Listening to this voice, Indra felt an overwhelming sense of familiarity.
Swish!
