Fantasy Clock～Dream Ruler～

"Hey...! You are such a waste that even lost your dreams to others, how can you still have the face to stay in this world?"

I was kicked hard from the side in the waist, and the weird-looking pedestrian in a red suit looked at me as if he was sizing up a bug, and looked sideways at me who couldn't support me and fell to the ground. The sickle in my hand can no longer see its original shape, so I can only use it to stand up now.

However, another uppercut hit my chin hard, and I couldn't help but fell to the ground in embarrassment. The opponent spat on me in disdain, and then walked away in a very happy manner.

This is a character in my dream, not a ruler from the cracks in the dream. At least that's what I can still recognize.

As the dominance of the dream world fell into the hands of the invaders, the characters in the dream—including the dreamers—also turned to serve the invaders.

People in the world often say how horrible their dream was last night, so that they use the word nightmare to describe it. But now I can't help but think that this long dream that I can't wake up from and can't escape from discarding is the real nightmare, right?

The world gate has been destroyed by the invaders, so there is no way to go to other worlds, and it is impossible to wake up from the dream.

No one is on my side, not even the avatars in my dreams, even they are on the side of the bully.

I vaguely feel that they seem to be the rulers who have been tortured by the "Black Death" incarnate, taking advantage of my decline to take revenge for what I have done.

"Damn it, it's just a game in the dream world..." I firmly supported the ground next to me, and it became quite difficult to even stand up. Sadness and another emotion that I have never felt surged in my chest. "Since it's a game... why isn't there an exit button?"

The sky was still clear and clear, unaffected by my mood in the slightest. As if the world was showing that I had no connection with it.

"If even this place no longer belongs to me, then where is my destination?"

"I don't agree with what you said." Suddenly, a strange voice came from behind. I couldn't help turning my head, and saw a man on crutches stroking the white beard on his chin, frowning with a hint of a smile, "This place has always been your home, it just depends on whether you think so."

I don't understand what his words mean, and I don't want to speculate on him. After only a moment, his consciousness sank into ashes, and he faintly felt that he had fallen on someone's broad arm. The body also jolted slightly. I was dragged towards the distance of the city unconsciously by someone.

When Su Luoyang and the old man turned the corner, a girl with long silver hair gently bit the straw of the milk tea cup, her cold and arrogant pupils casually looked at the two people who were going away, and her index finger touched the sweater's face. The brim of the hat, the light fingers danced and slid towards the cheeks.

As if thinking about something.

"The girl always looks at me when I'm not paying attention. She is someone I don't know well, but she is also the one who knows me the most."

The center of the hospital hall was still as dark as night. The girl who looked extremely petite in the wide black robe was flipping through the nameless book, and the action of turning the pages seemed to turn someone's life in the world to the next page.

"That game was my whole life, and now it has sneaked into my world again; once upon a time, it took everything from me. I was stuck there for a long time, unable to wake up. I cried Shouting, struggling, waking up in blood."

At this moment, a boy's voice came from an unknown direction, and it was not the voice of a young man or girl with blue hair. The girl couldn't help raising her lowered eyes.

"What are those... exactly?"

Su Ruoyang opened his eyes drowsily, the school uniform on his body became hazy, and a silver light flashed across his palm. The green-haired young man saw Su Ruoyang wearing a black robe and holding a sickle in his hand as if hallucinating. But it only took a moment to return to the original attire.

"What you see is your real past. Memories that you want to remember but are forgotten by you."

"I used to participate in the domination war, didn't I?" Su Luoyang clutched his temple in pain, "Why...my domination ability?"

The girl didn't intend to answer his doubts, but walked in front of Su Luoyang with light footsteps, touched Su Luoyang's forehead with her fingers, and then he closed his eyes in a daze, He fell heavily to the ground, the sound shattered the scene in front of him, and the boy who fell on the ground disappeared.

"When the story is not over, how can the protagonist exit the scene talking to himself?"

The girl showed an unpredictable smile. Then he returned to the table, and his eyes moved back to the nameless book again.

I felt a pleasant coldness on my forehead, and there was a white light not stained with any other color in front of me not far away. I couldn't help but stretched out my hand in that direction, and in the next moment, I seemed to be drawn by a strange force , I suddenly pulled towards the distance in that direction, and quickly sat up from the soft place, seeing a strange scene in front of me. I couldn't help but wonder what happened, and looked around.

Just as I twisted my neck, the foreign object stuck to my forehead fell off and landed on my palm. I looked at the thing curiously and confused, and found that it was a strange stone emitting blue light, and there was a cool touch in the palm of my hand.

However, before he had time to figure out the stone, it flickered a few times and disappeared, leaving only an ordinary black stone.

"Yo. Boy, finally woke up."

Suddenly came a man wearing a butler's costume, his hair and eyebrows were so white that it made people feel distorted, and he looked very old.

"Why am I here..."

There seemed to be two intertwined and chaotic memories in my mind. Whether it was someone behind me who pointed a gun at me and sent me here, or whether I lost consciousness at the alley and was sent here by this old gentleman, I am a little confused which is what happened in reality.

"It was the young man who fainted suddenly, and this old man brought you here."

Seems like a rather odd way of speaking.

"Then... where is this place?"

After hearing my question, the old man stared at me for a long time, not knowing what was so funny, he stroked his beard and laughed heartily.

"...What's so funny about that?"

"How can this old man tell where it is from here or there?"

His answer made me even more puzzled. However, he also seemed to have noticed that the confusion in my eyes not only did not dissipate at all, but became more intense. He raised his white eyebrows and opened his mouth again with a smile.

"No matter where in this world is your destination, it depends on whether the boy thinks so."

I feel like I've heard something like this before. I frowned, and suddenly recalled that someone had said this to me when I was at the alley just now. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this strange old man was the one who spoke at the alley just now.

"Although I don't understand what you mean, but you are on my side, not on the Dream Thief's side, right?"

"Is it so important who you stand on? Whether you are a false existence created in a dream, or a real human being in reality, you are you. If this is the case, the question is not so important. Or is it difficult? Can you cheer up if I answer "yes" to you?"

"Of course it's impossible... If there is no Lin Yu and the others, the black death alone cannot do it."

In the bedroom, which can be described as "broad", the old man and I sitting on the edge of the bed faced each other.

While watching, he moved his lips slowly.

"Young man, think about it carefully. Are you really relying too much on your own control?"

What the old man said suddenly made my eyes widen. He didn't notice the change in my face, or maybe he noticed it long ago but didn't point it out on purpose.

"If that's the only way, you wouldn't have fallen into this situation, would you?"

Think back to everything you have experienced in the dreamland so far. That's right, although on the surface I put on an attitude of trying to alienate Lin Yu, Jing Shi, Ying Zi and others, but no matter what I encounter in this world, I always ask them for help.

I have never done a task alone. Therefore, the so-called "Black Death" is not my name at all, rather it is the result of our joint shaping.

In this world, the rulers are not familiar with the names of Mirror Master and Lin Yu, and have never even heard of them.

Only the title "Black Death" has been heard by everyone at least a little bit, but this is not because I am better than them, but because they have never publicized their title. Every time I look for the target, they are responsible after that.

The rulers only saw me, but they didn't know who behind the scenes entrusted everything to the name of the black god of death.

This name has never belonged to me alone. "Black Death" was a character created by Lin Yu and the others to disguise themselves from the very beginning.

"I've never been the real .. 'Black Reaper'."

"Um."

"Yeah...how could the rulers be afraid of a child so much younger than themselves?"

"Then why?"

"...The person they were afraid of was never me——it was the [Black Death Grim Reaper]!"

The soundless silence broke into the air around me, making me feel a pain like suffocation, and I couldn't help stretching out my hand to my chest.

The surrounding scene unknowingly changed. At this moment, it was like being in the dining room of an imperial castle in the Middle Ages. I sat at the very front of the table, next to a trestle supporting a piece of armor. The luxurious dining chair stretches from the position closest to me to the point where the view is even beginning to blur.

The old gentleman didn't seem to be surprised at all, and sat quietly facing me in the farthest position from me. But I can see his face surprisingly clearly, and the distance seems to be close at hand, and I don't feel anxious about not seeing each other at all

"But from now on, you can fight towards the goal of becoming the Black Death."

"Do you believe me?"

"I always ask questions like 'Are you on my side', but I will never grow up." The old man folded his hands and moved them to his chin to support them, and said in a calm tone, "But I'm talking Before that...you have to at least take back your own dream world, right?"

I can hear that this is his kind reminder, if this continues, there will no longer be any characters in this world who are not opposed to me, and it will completely become someone else's dream world, and then I will really have nowhere to go .

I stared into the old man's deep eyes. He may be the incarnation of a lingering struggle in my subconscious mind, so he played the only role in this dream that sincerely hopes that I can regain my dominance here.

or maybe..

"Mr...." I suddenly understood something, raised my eyes again and asked with a trace of doubt, "Are you the dream builder in my dream?"

I originally thought that my image of the dreamer would be the exact opposite of the angel.

Since what I fear is the pure white "angel", then the person I admire should be the dark "demon".

There was that inexplicable smile on the old man's face again.

"The answer to this question is also the same - which side the answer is more inclined to, in fact, the decision is in your hands, this is your world. As long as you think that the old is worthy of your worship, then the old is your dream. By."

As soon as the voice fell, the scene in the field of vision changed again. There seemed to be a quick turn around, and I was somehow facing a crimson door with adorned lattice windows. Then the old man suddenly appeared from the right of my field of vision and walked straight towards the door.

"It's time to go."

While talking, the old gentleman tightened the handle of the door and pushed it lightly. I saw a dazzling white light reflected on the other side of the door. I quickly stretched out my hand to block the strong light in the distance, and began to gradually walk into the light, but in the blink of an eye, my body felt a violent weightlessness, and my heart seemed to be lifted into my throat while my body was falling rapidly. I couldn't help screaming, and then there was a strong pain in my feet, and I went back to the red door in the blink of an eye.

"If you don't have an exact direction, you can only go to the endless abyss."

"Of course I have! I want to go to my own dream palace."

"Then tell it where you want to go."

"But it's not my world gate...he can't take me where I want to go."

I began to wonder if the old gentleman really understood my situation. I ended up in this situation precisely because the World Gate was completely destroyed.

"The dream world is a free world, and it has no restrictions. All the rules are artificially made. Only through the world gate can you go to the place you want to go. This rule does not exist, it is imposed by yourself. shackles."

"Then what should I do?"

The old gentleman did not answer my question. As if he wanted to answer my "think about it yourself" with actions, his figure disappeared in front of me without warning, and at the same time, the room made a strange sound of "creeping, creaking" like gears rolling.

I looked around vigilantly, only to see that the walls of the room continued to move towards me, and the walls on all sides rushed towards me in a staggering posture. I quickly took a few steps back to avoid the walls in front of me. My back was literally leaning against the other wall that was squeezing me.

"Damn guy..."

I tried my best to stand firm and push back, and stretched my arms against the opposite wall, trying to stop the room from changing.

The wall stopped because of this, and I just wanted to chuckle. Immediately, the wall rushed over at a speed dozens of times faster. So in the next moment, I felt my body was squeezed into a piece of flesh and blood. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in front of the red door.

"What exactly do you want me to do..."

I vomited out all my resentment, and then the wall turned itself around again. I clenched my fists, walked quickly to the door, and tremblingly stretched out my hand to hold the handle, but when I pushed the door open and the roaring hurricane whizzed by, the strong fear made me lose my heart again. courage.

Recalling the experience so far, no matter how far away the high altitude is, I dare to jump without any fear. Thinking about it carefully, maybe I am so brave because I have never tasted the severe pain of falling to the ground. I don’t know how painful it is, so I dare to take risks again and again.

I'm not as brave as I think. Therefore, once you have tasted the pain, you will not dare to do dangerous things lightly. But even if you hesitate here, you will be pushed down by the wall behind you, or squeezed into a pulp. Only by successfully getting where I want to go can I escape this prison.

The nails dug deep into the flesh of the palm. I closed my eyes forcefully, stepped forward with both feet and tried to jump off, but at this moment, my forward-leaning head suddenly bumped into someone's forehead. The other party let out a little "Aw" that caught my attention. I quickly covered my head and took a step back.

The sound of gears turning disappeared at this moment.

I opened my eyes that were closed just now, and saw a blue wooden curtain door behind the opened red door. The girl with long black hair was rubbing her forehead and raised her head slightly. He glanced at me.

"Su...Su Huohuo? Are you okay?"

"I've said several times that it's not Su Huohuo!" I corrected it routinely, and then said, "If nothing happened, I wouldn't be here."

I staggered my gaze from Xia Yinci, and glanced at the scene behind the door. It was a seemingly endless sea of ​​flowers, and there was no one else except Xia Yinci.

"Where did Lin meet them? Did you find them?"

The implication is that only Xia Yinci can't help here at all, but will only drag me down so that I can't even use my control ability. I don't know if I unconsciously blamed her for being deprived of the right to control the dream and what I experienced here.

Xia Yinci hesitated after hearing this, her clear eyes avoided my direct gaze.

"I tried to find them.. They said they were held up by someone and they didn't have time to take care of other things. Let you.. let you figure it out."

"If you can find a way to solve it, you don't need to call them here!"

I waved my arm vigorously, Xia Yinci seemed to be slightly frightened by my attitude, stepped back cautiously, and looked at me uneasily.

"Go back. You won't be able to help if you stay here anyway."

"Then I... will come to your house to find you after I go back."

"I can't wake up now, what's the use of looking for me?!"

Xia Yinci froze in place because of my tone of voice, she seemed to feel that it was wrong to really listen to my words and leave, and it was also wrong to stay here, she seemed quite at a loss.

"Don't bother me anymore. I don't need you to take care of my affairs now. Anyway, there are important things dragging you, and no one has time to take care of my affairs."

I stood up impatiently. And Xia Yinci still stood where she was, as if she didn't intend to leave. She stood where she was, and shook her head stubbornly, while facing the door behind her with her palms.

"I'm not going back..."

Her resistance made me a little annoyed, I couldn't help but took a few steps forward, grabbed Xia Yinci's arm who had stepped back because of my exam, and roughly pulled her to the side of the door.

"Didn't you hear what I said? After getting out, don't come here again! I can save you, which means I can kill you, understand?"

After saying these words that I hadn't considered at all, I gave Xia Yinci a hard push, and slammed the door on my side without hesitation. As if using the sound of the door closing as a signal, the surrounding walls slammed into me again brutally.

"Don't you just want me to be cornered? Okay. I don't want to!"

My teeth were grinding up and down with resentment, I grabbed the door handle and opened the door, leaned down and rushed out.

The strong feeling of weightlessness seems to be able to swallow all the complaints, but just when I felt that I was about to fall to the ground and my eyes were blood red, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, replaced by the street scene of an uninhabited city.

Strange, unintelligible advertisements were shown on the big screens in the street, and there was no one in the whole street except me.

"Very good. Although it was at the expense of your companion, you still passed the test successfully. Since that's the case, this old man is willing to help you."

The sound seemed to be coming from the screen, but the picture was still the advertisement about biscuits that was constantly replayed, and I was a little confused for a while.

"What do you mean by the test? What about sacrificing your companions...?"

"Don't you understand? If you can't even determine where you are going, then no matter how hard you try, this old man will not be able to help you. As for your companion, when you pushed her away, didn't you pay attention to what is on the other side of the door?" Is her world still the abyss you fell into before?"

His words suddenly made a strange sigh come out of my mouth. I tried my best to recall the scene just now, but the center of the picture I recalled was always Xia Yinci. As for what was behind her, I couldn't remember, it's better to say that I didn't care about it at the time.

But why? Obviously her world gate was still there before this, why did it disappear?

I just had a question about myself, and suddenly I got the answer——

Xia Yinci's small gesture of stretching out her hand and pointing to the door just now is the reason why the door will disappear.

She made the door disappear as a way of telling me that she must never go back. But at that time, maybe it was because I only noticed my own problems, or maybe it was because her movements were too subtle to be a deterrent, and I didn't realize that was her persistent way at all.

This is not how things should be...

"So what? It's a dream world anyway, so even if you die, you'll wake up from the dream again, right?"

"I didn't say that I meant to accuse you."

"..."

The other party seemed to deliberately throw out this sentence to draw a subtle line between me and me on this issue. I don't know if he is implying me that what I say comes from my distorted mood and has nothing to do with him.

If so, how do I feel about what happened to Xia Yinci?

"What will happen to Xia Yinci?"

"It may return to my own dream, or it may be reborn in your dream."

"Damn it... what should I do if I meet those dream stealers?"

"...Forgive me for speaking bluntly, but it's not appropriate for you to ask this kind of worry out of your mouth. After all..."

He didn't say any more. I don't need him to say it, I understand-it was me who pushed her past regardless of the consequences and not paying attention to the surrounding situation.

"Also, instead of thinking about this kind of problem, it's better to think about how to regain control of the dream as soon as possible. As long as you can catch up, your "companion" will not encounter dangerous people." The on-screen rolling replay of the advertisement also froze for a moment, "You always have a choice."

"Using this method..."

I clenched my fists fiercely, simply stopped asking any more questions, turned around and walked away quickly towards the street.