Death, what does it feel like?
Even as a transmigrator who had once been fatally hit by a dirt truck before, Dorothy still couldn't put it into words.
After all, back then, he was at most a homebody mortal who had practiced martial arts for a few years, and his soul was muddled after being fatally hit, with nothing perceived except the Voice of God that sounded like an auditory hallucination in his dying moments.
But things are different now, a witch's soul is incredibly resilient, not to mention she seems to be a Saint with a Heavenly Mandate. Her soul is remarkably pure, and even though her flesh has completely collapsed and dissipated, the will of the homebody witch remains very clear.
She only felt as if she had fallen into a deep sea, continuously sinking, sinking, sinking....
