Alex stood alone in the void for many seconds, his gaze lingering on the spot where the veil tear appeared.
'They won't leave this universe alone…' Alex wasn't an idiot. 'They will be interested in discovering how I did what I did, and going as far as forcing my hand won't be above them.'
The elven woman was right.
Alexander killing himself wasn't the key to what made his ascension so different and unique.
When Alexander got enlightened about the truths of the universe, it was his willingness to let go of everything that made it possible. While it sounded simple and doable, it wasn't the case.
With willing acceptance came the part of letting go of every identity he held. Everything Alex knew about himself, his family, his friends--everything. He had to let go of every identity.
That was the difficult part.
Alexander was a male, a son, a brother, a friend, a lover, a teacher, a boy with a dream and so much more. Letting go of all that was not something just anyone could do.
