Zosia: Quick Transmigration System-Chapter 32 - 31- My Space Really Loves Me In This Position.

She suddenly felt a huge wind, the ground shook along with it like as if there was an earthquake.

Could someone tell her where the wind was coming from.

Her eyes widening in horror. "Oh! I sure am damned!"

The earth shook, the sound was grating to her ears making her wince.

Using all her will, she struggled to sit up but the gravity she felt was three times that of normal, to which on a normal day, it wouldn't have been a problem for her.

She could feel her ribs caving in, their sharp edges piercing her lungs, making her already difficult breathing even harder.

Her breathing turning hot and fiery, even blood was already dripping out of her nose and from the side of her lips. Tasting the bitter iron taste left behind on her tongue, she felt despair.

"I can't allow myself to die from what I own." Her words seemed to echo with the earth that the place she was lying down on cracked, threatening to break into two.

Using her will power, she gathered the strength remaining in her body and rolled away from the crack that appeared beside her.

She decided to leave the space but noticed that the space was on lockdown.

"Fuck!!!!" She cursed inwardly.

After a while, when Zosia felt that she had recovered and tried moving her body but the pressure and gravity made her unable to move.

Suddenly she noticed that her blurry eyesight had become clear.

The stationary Sun that hung in the sky released a blinding light.

Zosia closed her eyes by reflex. She noticed that the light was so hot.

It felt like she was lying down on burning coal.

She watched as her sweat sizzled away, leaving her dry.

The cracks formed by the earth moved.

"Is the tectonic plate moving?" She asked no one in particular .

She watched in daze as the cracks gave way for hot steam to spew out from. Not too far from her were erupting geysers.

She looked at everything, her face mirroring the expression of despair.

The heat accompanied by the hot air that bellowed out of the crack made her uncomfortable situation, unbearable.

After a while, Zosia could feel the eruption of the geysers reducing as well as the shift in the tectonic plate. The earthquake ravaging the cracked earth stopped but was accompanied by bellowing lava.

Unable to move her body, she could only wait and watch.

The movement of the tectonic plates began again, carrying with it the spewing volcano and the lava.

Mountains were formed, dust were raised. The bright light of the sun receded.

Gazing up to the sky with a wistful look on her face, she watched as the sun bright light remained but not as intense as before.

She watched the Blue moon she had seen before alongside a now purple one, from whence she knew not where it came from.

She watched as the edges of the space expanded, alongside the land with the moons and sun alternating in the sky.

Zosia could faintly feel that time was passing, and at a very fast rate.

She watched as the cracked land repaired itself, the movement of the tectonic plate and deposits of minerals stopped.

Even the volcano became dormant but not without making a route for the hot lava to flow to which she knew not the end.

The stream filled up but no vegetation appeared.

Before the change reached the end, Zosia who was finally able to move. She still needed to nurse her wound, which was still a surprise to her, that she was still alive.

Entering the house - the one she had built in the tutorial world. She decided to properly nurse herself back to full health, especially since she couldn't cultivate.

Her core was broken and her soul force depleted. She didn't even have up to 10 allocated in her status anymore.

She was a fine example of grace to grass. Her soul force had plummeted from 30,000 to less than 10.

Nursing her wounds, since she couldn't go out, she could only stay here till the space lockdown was lifted.

The world kept on changing, despite not observing any season, she could see that if the world underwent another upgrade, more things would be added and so would the seasons.

"If I could get another upgrade token." She said. Suddenly remembering something, she shook her head. " I am not a masochist, why would I want that . Besides I can't even cultivate now can I?"

Coming out of the house, she looked up at the sky and around the now stable space. Heaving a sigh of relief, she tried to sense if she could finally leave, when a burst of light from the multitude of stars and heavenly bodies came pouring down on her.

Groan!!!

She bit her lips in pain. Zosia could feel every fibre of her being was filled with the unknown light.

Her body felt lighter and her constitution had improved. She could feel her space, life and illusion gift was being strengthened.

Argh!!!!

Zosia suddenly felt like her head was being split followed by the pain in her chest.

Surprisingly those places had covered up before she started nursing her injuries which had left her stupefied. But nevertheless, those same spots were being attacked again, if that was the right word to use.

Crack! Crack!!

She could vividly hear her bones breaking. Her eyes widened in horror with only just one thought in her head:

"I thought this phase had ended. Am I really destined to die?"

Unwilling to succumb to the pain, she bit the mucosa of her cheeks which were not helping but adding to the pain she was already feeling.

Thump!!

Her body fell weakly on the floor. "Seems like my space really loves me in this position?" She thought, a dark, eerie smile surfaced her lips, revealing her bloodied teeth.

She suddenly noticed that the owl tattoo on her arm seemed to come alive for a moment.

The owl tried to flap its wings but her skin being the canvas trapped it inside.

Zosia suddenly felt her skin peel, seeing her bones, the will she had cultivated so hard disappeared and she fainted.

Unaware of what happened next and how the owl escaped, moving from her hand to her chest.

At this point, it was left to wonder why the placing or positions of the gem or the owl were so important.

The owl which had moved from its former position to a higher pedestal, tried to appear in the material world. Its image kept flickering, like a mirage, but not sure, if it would always be a mirage.

The owl spread its wing apart. Its wings extended to each of her shoulder blades.

Her body metamorphosis was still ongoing. Her skeleton which held her important organs were wrapped in a cocoon.

The sun rose and the moon fell and time passed by.

No one knew how many seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks or months that have passed. Unable to tell, Zosia was still snuggled in the cocoon.

Crack!

Crack!!

At first, the sound was not noticeable in the vast expanse, but the sound became more intense.

The milky liquid contained in the cocoon spilled and was absorbed by the earth. The space was perfused by a special kind of energy, that even the author knows not its name or what it's like.

The shell of the cocoon also disintegrated into ashes that was taken by the wind and blown to various parts of the space.

Unable to measure the space, Zosia could not tell how big the place had become.

Opening her eyes, she was met with the serene light emitted by the moons in the sky.

"F*ck!" The first thing that escaped her lips after she woke up was a cursed word.

Closing her eyes back, she could now vividly feel her connection with the space.

She could teleport anywhere in the space without needing to use her space talent.

In her consciousness, she could feel the round world which was the space. Her own personal world. Once the world laws are complete, then she would give it a name.