Fantasy Clock～Dream Ruler～

"I'm asking you a question that may be idiotic. If you die in a dream, you should be able to leave my dream, right?"

"How cute are you..."

The girl gave me a helpless look, stretched out her index finger and said seriously:

"Listen up. Under normal circumstances, death is not allowed in dreams. Even if you try to jump from a tall building, you will switch scenes immediately before landing."

No wonder in Xia Yinci's dream, every time she falls, she will switch to a new scene...

"Even if I die in your dream, I will still be in your dream when I wake up again. If I am very unfortunate to switch to the scene of the dream palace and meet your dream keeper..."

"What will happen then?"

"If you are killed by the Dream Keeper, you will never be able to be reborn again! Once you are so dreamless, you will never dream again when you sleep."

"I see."

The super monster I saw in Xia Yinci's dream before should be Xia Yinci's dreamer.

Is that old castle Xia Yinci's dream palace? So that amusement park is also one of her memories?

The woman I saw in the water park was her mother?

I felt a tightness in my chest, as if a white shadow had gathered there.

When I was thinking about these things, the magician girl next to me was also operating quickly. There are three white dots floating in the ring of rippling purple light, two of them are next to each other, and one is farther away.

"The white dots indicated above are the three rulers in this dream."

The two next to each other should be marked with me and the girl, and the other one should be Chart we are looking for.

I tried to touch the distant white dot on the ring, and the map suddenly stretched out, zooming in to the level of the city distribution map. The white dot is at the center of the map, constantly flashing.

"What does this blinking sign... mean?"

I turned my head in confusion, but saw the girl's expression was a little anxious.

"Chart seems to have reached the Dream Palace one step ahead of us."

The breath exhaled by the girl turned white under the drifting snow, she walked towards the direction behind me, the white breath brushed her cheek.

"The flickering means that the existence of the ruler has been shaken... Maybe he is in danger."

In danger? What kind of development is this? After a long time, I still have to save him?

"To build the dream palace, we need to enter the central city of the dream, which is called the "Hometown of the Lord's Memory"."

Well... Now that I have already agreed, there is still that inexplicable oath that does not allow me to withdraw halfway.

"Just go to the main memory town you mentioned and look for him, right? I'm happy to be able to accomplish two things at once."

Constructing a road leading to the main memory town, a black frame is suddenly torn out in the center of the campus snow scene, just like the scene on the other side has not been rendered successfully, so the black frame has to be used as a cover. After a few seconds, the black frame was gradually dyed into white nothingness, extending a road.

The girl raised her staff and smashed it to the ground, and the purple ring of light burst suddenly and dissipated in the form of particles towards the distance, complementing the nothingness in front of her, forming a strange landscape.

"Let's go, let's go~"

The girl raised her staff again and walked into the path with me. The campus was shattered into pieces in the snow.

In a blink of an eye, the bustling noise of the crowd came to my ears.

Neon lights color the city in a busy way. The streets are full of traffic, and the continuous stream of people passing by alternately passes by. The LCD screen hanging on the street shows a fragmented picture, and the countdown numbers are reflected in the air, subtracting every minute and every second.

The hustle and bustle of the city is swaying in the twilight, filled with a warm and peaceful atmosphere, which numbs negative emotions.

"Dreams always revolve around several identical scenes. The most important of these scenes is the memory town."

I glanced at the whispering girl, and then looked behind me in confusion. The campus in the snow just now had disappeared without a trace.

There are crowded crowds everywhere, and one can't help but be afraid of being squeezed into the crowd by accident.

I am amazed that my brain can describe so many pedestrians with different appearances, and I can't help but look at the people passing by around me.

However, in the next second, I was startled by their suddenly distorted faces, and took a step back.

A middle-aged woman with short hair supported me from behind.

"Ah...thank you."

I squeezed out a smile, but found that the other person's face was gradually distorted, and I hurriedly broke away from her hand.

The woman didn't care about my rudeness, and left with the crowd expressionlessly.

no matter who. Except for the magician who is also my ruler, as soon as I try to stare at the faces of others, their faces will suddenly distort.

The brain does not have time to render portraits, so it cannot withstand prolonged staring. This may be one of the differences between dreams and reality.

"Scary imagination~"

The girl looked at the crowd with bright eyes, clenched her small hands into fists, and her haughty tone suddenly softened.

"Aren't there so many people in your memory town?"

While admiring this bustling city, I approached the center of the city with the girl.

I never thought that what I subconsciously longed for would be this kind of place.

"Ah~ my hometown of memory is a city where only magicians are allowed to do business, so it's more lively than yours."

Her response made me fantasize about her world, what kind of role does she play there? I looked at the girl again. In fact, I was very curious about her exaggerated dress from the beginning.

Is she from the same era as me?

Xia Yinci told me before that the speed of time passing in the dream world and the real world is completely different. If I don't dream, dream time is still for me, and nothing changes.

If other rulers enter the dream when I am not dreaming and meet me who is dreaming tomorrow, then when I meet the next day, will there be a memory deviation?

From this perspective, the rulers may come from different eras.

Therefore, this girl is likely to come from another era.

Could it be the Middle Ages? Did magicians really exist in the Middle Ages?

Or, she's from the same era as me, and it's just because she's a super chuunibha?

I can't help but think of a girl in uniform covering her pointed hat, calling herself a magician while holding up a staff bought online.

"Okay...Speaking of which, the Dream Palace is located in the main memory town, which is the center of the city, right?"

Not knowing what she said wrongly, the girl's eyes suddenly widened, and she moved her index finger to her mouth anxiously.

Suddenly, the eyes of the pedestrians around me all fell on me.

"Hey...what's the matter?"

Before I looked directly at the faces of the pedestrians, they became abnormally distorted. In the end, the pedestrians who were distorted until they had no faces were left with empty eyes. Driven by this sudden movement, I took several steps back in fear.

Obviously they were just standing there like puppets, but the distance between them and me was shortening little by little.

Like a puppet infused with a wronged soul, the abyss-like pupils stared at me intently.

The LCD screen behind the crowd was flickering restlessly, and the picture constructed by a single graphic looked extremely eerie.

Unconsciously, this dream seems to be developing in the direction of a nightmare.

"Idiot! Mentioning the Memory Palace in Memory Village is like declaring war on them!"

The girl clicked her tongue, as if she wanted to express all her complaints blatantly.

"Why didn't you say this earlier!"

The girl didn't have time to defend herself, she dragged me to the gap between pedestrians and ran out.

But no matter where he went, the dense crowd pursued him closely. It's almost like a zombie siege.

Just as the face of the zombie inadvertently appeared in his mind, there was a piercing sound of suspected sharp blades slicing the ground behind him.

A group of zombies with arms bent at twisted angles and chainsaws were getting closer to our direction. A few seconds later, they suddenly held up the chainsaw and ran over in weird postures.

"What's going on...!"

Obviously, I just accidentally thought of the figure of a zombie...

"The level of vigilance in dreams is constantly increasing, so dream guards have appeared. Although being killed by them will not cause dreams, but they don't even care about the life and death of the dream owner."

"You mean, I will be sawn to death together?"

"Yes, after all, they know that we will be reborn in the next scene after death. Their purpose is to keep us away from the palace."

Having said that, the girl's clear eyes looked up at me from the bottom.

"Please find a way to expel them."

"What can I do!"

"No, only you have the means. You can make the guards here disappear by interfering with the dream with your ruler's thoughts."

I gritted my teeth tightly, but I had no choice but to stop as she said and close my eyes.

The sound of the chainsaw roared in the ear, and the violently trembling chainsaw was imminent.

This is the world of dreams, the world of cognition. As long as I can still imagine, I can interfere with everything in the dream.

Since it is my dream, then obey my control obediently.

Give it all to me...disappear...