Back home I

For over a century, Bai Zihua had traveled all over the world. He had read any single manuscript he could find, he had listened to every legend, he had asked every tribe and sect he had found in his long journey. From the Egyptian Book of Deaths to the quest for Hades' realm, from the Aztec legends of the great king of Mictlan, the cold god of underworld, to Yama, the Hindu God of death; there was no god he hadn't read about. However, none of them had offered him the answers he had been looking for. Before, he hadn't believed in all those gods. He didn't know if he believed now. Nevertheless, if there was any chance for all those legends to be true then he wanted to take it.

During his long journey, Bai Zihua had met a tribe of witches. All his life he had tried to stay away from any type of enchantment, away from any of the followers of this type of devious art, yet, he was desperate. Were he to lose his soul, he wouldn't have given up his quest.

None of them had the power to bring back the deaths. Yet they knew a way to call her soul from the underworld so he could speak with her. His joy couldn't be compared with anything. He had missed her voice more than anything in the world. So, he waited full of hope and enthusiasm, but there was no answer. Eventually, they invoked a powerful soul of an old witch. As the soul appeared, the witches asked her to find Hua Qiangu and bring her to them.

The week was gone and here was no answer. Another week pasted and the witch still didn't come back. He had started to lose hope when she returned, but she was alone. Hua Qiangu was just a lost soul in the land of shadows. She carried no memories, no feelings, and no connections with the mortal world. Her soul would disintegrate were she to leave the land of shadows.

"What is done can't be undone." The witch spoke. "We can only control the present. If you want to hold her in your arms again, turn the past into present." Her words confused him. Yet he wanted to know how he would achieve something like that. "To go back it's quiet easy; to make the right choice, that's the difficult part." The ancient witch spoke. ,, None could tell you how the events will unfold were you to choose another path. Once you change the past, you change the future as well. Remember that you will meet yourself there and you will have to convince him to take a different decision. You have only ten minutes to change a century. Remember that you can use this spell only once in a millennium. You will need all your cultivation and the power of the moon and the sun to succeed. Think well before you use it." The witch dictated some words to her disciples and then she disappeared. The witches handled him the sheet of paper and explained him how to use it. He needed to go back to the Hall of Emotionless and prepare for the spell.