normally, when anyone, anything, dies- their fate is decided by karma.
their soul, after leaving it's body, decides it's fate; it would dissipate without enough energy, enrich the land and become a part of it if the energy is close enough to the one it had in life, becoming it's new 'body' , stay as a ghost to hunt if refusing to let go, become a 'specter cultivator', go to the next reincarnation, to heaven, hell. there are many, loads, of roads to the 'next destination' a person can go.
that soul, unfortunately, was stuck here. yes, stuck.
the extreme amount of chaos that enveloped her restricted her movement while enriching her enough to not defuse, the ground, sky and everything in her vacinity got destroyed, giving her nothing to latch on.
if someone were to describe the scene, it is like being enveloped by way too much strings, creating ultimate amount of ties to what could amount the greatest mess in existance, with her in the center. everything her power latched on become a 'string' that tries to interact with the rest, only to be tied itself as well.
as the rampant powers of water, fire, air, metal, ice, time, space, shadow and actually any power in existance- well, any power she knows the existance of- she made sure of it. and the abnormal amount of karma strings which are tied to her as well, not to mention fragments of laws being left holding her 'inside' her soul not having the conciouness to realize it's situation tried to resist, moving, only to make it worse, tying it all farther into her, together. her hands, legs, every part of her enveloped in 'strings' of boundless 'powers' streching from her to all around, keeping her here, unable to leave, burying her deeper in the center of everything
after uncountable amount of time, the soul finally stopped struggling. she woke up.
opening her eyes, she found herself in an image that she only 'saw' inside her body before.
chaos; unbound amount of it everywhere. nothing standing still, all moving from one direction to another, bouncing into eachother, causing a change, fire and water fighting each other to the side, the steam creating clouds, which gets destroyed by light before it become anything. metal trying to stabilize itself only to be eroded by nature, ground trying to be made only to be swallowd by darkness, and space being torn, unable to expand at all, by all the erratic actions of anything else. and she has this strange, weird feelings that all of this is part of her. the small sun which is currently flattened, the lava that in the middle of turning to dust(something to do with time), the magnetic suction which apear and disapear frequently - she can't control it, but it's all her. it was too chaotic to do anything.
she did try- she flexed one of her now many false muscles, trying to move the fog- one of the most easy to stabilise elements- only to find it becoming a waterfall before she had a chance to do anything, and then, freezing. she trully can't do a thing.
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she sighed at that, it was so annoying! though she knew she would die- they all knew, she still didn't think it was that serious!
she was sure she was the only one to die from what she did- yes, she died from cultivation failure, that was normal, but the exact reason for her death was an enlightment overload! an abnormal, overflowing amount of law enlightment, those that still stuck to her now, ambushed her at the moment of her breakthrough, overwhelming her completly.
she should of cultivated, probably- it would of solved it. but who wants to get stuck in a cave for years on hand? the last time she cultivated which was not forced by her energies forcefully pushing her for it, threatening to break her body, was when her sister got married! and she missed it! one moment she and that jerk who kept on insulting her hated eachother as she kept on telling him off for insulting her, the next she gets out of isolations finding them both engaged! she did thought they were a cute couple, and she is not against it, but the whole drama such a change would make, all of the stories and times she missed! she swore then and there to never seclude herself again!
she was a walking example about how not to cultivate, becoming famous for it. it didn't help that after finding herself at death door, she just made it worse. all expected her to die for one reason and one only- saying she had a fragile foundation would be complementing her!
her foundations were akin to sand, dry unstuckable sand, being pour into the height of a building and told as 'stable', treated as if it could hold her cultivation on top of it. mind that this sand was only held to that height by sheer number of the sand particle itself, flooding the place until it reached its 'walls' rather then by any sort of 'sturdiness'. then, as if that was no enough, someone started dropping things into the sand structure, all of which are random, different, and some actually go against of eachother and causing harm, making the 'inside' of the sand become a muddled mess rather then building atop it. then, keep on doing it until the 'walls' seem to be on the verge of cracking constantly, with sands dripping slightly at all time, and you get a rough picture of her cultivation foundation, which she only made worse by causing her body the get used to such state and even view it as 'normal'.
let me again remind you how others cultivators describe their foundation- one as strong as steal, a building holding as tall as heaven. even the most poor of cultivators would have a small shacks built from mere sticks. able to collapse at a moment- yes, but not life threatening unless trying to breakthrough.
her foundations were so devestating that anyone with a special eye power- able to see cultivation, energies, truths, and the like- directly asked her how she was still alive, looking at her at body with disgust, and considering her as a sort of a pleague. it counted to be a miracle for her to be alive! she seem to go against everything the system of cultivation stands for, that she counted as the most absurd phenomenon the world has to offer, one of 18 of the worlds wonders- taking first place!
and so, even in death, she was immensely proud of herself for living and even dieing the way she had been and is sure she herself is the first and the last to ever die for the way and reason she did! ofcourse she was, no one else is that stupid.
having lost her last distracting thoughts and not finding another and accepting she was not moving anywhere anytime soon, she allowed herself to do something she refused to even consider previously, and finally, finally meditate- she did have an abnormal amount of buzzing in her mind weighing her down from 'enlightments' waiting for her realizations, so she might as well, she has nothing better to do.
doing so, she found herself 'thrust' to her past.