Chapter 50. Dying

Lilly’s POV

Everything around me was just a blur as I moved through the funnel. Faces, images, and events flashed by, while muffled sounds echoed like distant dreams. A strange mix of anticipation and fear coursed through me.

I could feel my heart racing as I tried to grasp what was happening, but the rush of emotions made it difficult to focus. I was uncertain about my destination, but one thing was clear: I was filled with fear at the prospect of discovering it. Nausea rolled in my stomach as the blurry images rushed past me faster and faster. I shut my eyes and prayed to the Goddess to keep me safe.

Then, in an instant, it felt like I was falling, crashing into something soft as the wind abruptly vanished.

Is it over?

“You can open your eyes now,” Adira’s voice chimed in my ears, brimming with excitement.

I snapped my eyes open and quickly pushed myself up, scanning my surroundings.

I was lying on a bed of vibrant flowers, their sw