Fantasy Clock～Dream Ruler～

It's scary for the dean to get angry...

As I walked quickly towards the financial office, I was complaining about why the dean was staring at me.

But how could I have mistaken the bill for a transcript?

When I pushed open the door of the financial room, things nearby suddenly changed strangely.

The falling snowflakes stopped in mid-air.

The students who were about to enter the classroom stopped when they heard the class bell.

The water poured from the faucet formed a water column...

I walked into the financial room hesitantly, and suddenly felt a dull pain on my forehead——!

"How long are you going to sleep in? Do you want me to move you a bed to sleep in the classroom?"

The tip of the chalk hit me hard on the forehead, I couldn't help but gasped and sat up, opened my eyes and saw the middle-aged male teacher who was giving a lecture staring at me angrily, mercilessly flying to the students in the front row face.

"Oh, we're coming to a crucial point... Tch... It's really not the right time to scream."

Xia Yinci next to him murmured softly, rubbing his hit forehead, and raised his head in displeasure.

I adjusted my breathing in a trance, and two classes had already passed unknowingly.

But... what happened in the dream I just had?

No matter how I think about it, I can't remember it.

When I looked back at Xia Yinci, she stuck out her tongue playfully at me and handed me a new note.

I took the note in a daze.

"(｡\u003e﹏\u003c｡) Your performance just now was absolutely bad!

Lucid dream, please practice hard, accomplice~"

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At night, I lay down on the bed early, closed my eyes, and wanted to continue the dream just now. But the sleepiness never came. Tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door. I quickly sat up from the bed, scratched my head fiercely, walked to the bedroom door and opened the door.

Su Erin, holding her homework, stood at the door and looked at me hesitantly. She hadn't changed her school uniform yet. Not only that, but she gave me a weird look at me who had changed into pajamas.

Did I toss and turn for so long before half an hour passed?

I couldn't help but look at the clock hanging on the wall, it was indeed getting late.

"It's already 12 o'clock and you still don't go to bed, knock on the door of my room?"

"I'm such an idiot who came here to ask you a question... You are a third-year high school student, so it's not normal for you to go to bed so early!"

"What... are you here to ask me about my homework?"

He pretended to be indifferent on his face, but there was a strange feeling secretly in his heart.

If only I had half as much effort as hers.

At my invitation, Su Erin walked into my bedroom with the corners of her mouth curled up. I just pointed out a small mistake in her thinking, and she completely understood it, and left with her homework in her arms.

I inadvertently glanced at the cover of the book and noticed that she was reading mathematics in the third year of high school.

Really, she is already thinking about the future.

what about me? I also thought about my future, I will be admitted to an ordinary high school, I will perform normally in the college entrance examination, and I will be admitted to a mediocre university, where I may meet new friends and possibly get a girlfriend. In this way, he stepped into the society plainly.

Neither have any negative views on the future, nor do they have the delusion that life can suddenly turn on an extraordinary road.

This is positive abandonment, luminous despair.

Now, an inexplicable game has disrupted my future, and I can't tell whether I hope to use this to deviate from the original track of my life, or I want to end this game as soon as possible and return to my original life.

Consciousness unknowingly fell into a stupor. After a long time, I opened my eyes in a daze, and sat up, only to see the familiar ceiling and hanging lamps, the schoolbag leaning on the cabinet, and the books scattered on the desk.

What am I trying to do?

oh……

He went into the bathroom and took off his pants. However, the nerves all over my body were tense, so I couldn't let go of the desire to urinate. I don't know how long I stood there, and my hazy consciousness was awakened by a strange feeling.

It was as if someone was standing behind me.

I turned my head back in horror, terrified all over my body.

"You dare to go to the bathroom in your dreams, aren't you afraid to pee your pants when you wake up?"

The one who spoke was an uncle I had a slight impression of just now. He was holding the head of a bear doll in his hand, which was seriously inconsistent with the criminal police uniform he was wearing. The woman in ancient costume beside him covered the corners of her mouth, her coldly shining eyes showed a playful smile.

"You make me easy to find, boy."

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※ Dreamland ※

The dreamer's dream is a world created by the subconscious mind's real-time calculations, providing a space for the conscious mind to roam. The data used by the real-time calculation is memory, and the dream will only splice various things in the memory to form new things.

Because the dream is a world temporarily constructed by each person's brain, it is very easy to have a phenomenon that violates reality, and it is also easily changed by the subjective influence of the dreamer. Only the cracks in the dream that are free from personal control can have an objective similar to reality. sex.

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"You, are you...?"

Halfway through the conversation, I realized that I didn't know the other party's name. Consciousness hovers in the delicate realm between lucidity and twilight. The girl next to him suddenly disappeared in front of my eyes, only the uncle was left looking at me with interest.

"Yesterday it was the little magician loli, and the impulsive and hot-blooded detective idiot, and today it's the uncle wearing the big bear mask..."

Originally, I was just thinking about it in my heart, but I didn't expect to say it out of my mouth involuntarily.

The uncle didn't pay attention to what I said, just squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Uncle, the girl just now... is your dream maker, isn't it?"

"I said, can you stop calling me uncle?"

He frowned and complained, but he didn't deny my words.

"Then what's my name? Mr. Inspector?"

"...Just call me William."

It sounds like a very popular European and American name.

"All right……"

In a daze, the pipe by his mouth drifted away with the movement of his fingers.

I remembered that he seemed to have pretended to be the dean before, which made me unable to confirm what he wanted to do. Could it be that he was planning to play tricks on me like Chalt who came to the door a few days ago?

But he doesn't look like an idiot-type character, not to mention that the magician girl also said that she would tell the other rulers.

What if she hasn't had time to say it?

If we hadn't been summoned to the dream crevices, she wouldn't have seen the other Dominators.

It's clearly a dream, why are there so many messy rules? Just give full play to your disorganized specialty, can't you?

I gloomyly raised my eyes to look at William in front of me, only to find that there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

"what are you laughing at?"

His smile confuses me a bit. It even turned into uneasiness.

"It's nothing, I just want you to calm down, I don't want the scene to change because of you, disturbing the conversation between you and me."

Hearing my heart beating crazily, I realized in a daze that the sound of the heartbeat came from me in reality, which also made me realize the fact that I was dreaming.

lucid dream...?

The nouns I have been very familiar with these days, and the state I should have mastered earlier, now make me want to wake up from my dream. I took a deep breath, and my whole body was filled with an indescribable strange feeling.

It seems that the subconscious mind is unwilling to be manipulated by the conscious mind in its home field, resulting in a strong repulsive force.

I tried my best to suppress the idea of ​​wanting to escape, trying to force myself to settle in the dream, but the strange feeling became more and more intense.

"You look restless?"

William's voice had a playful tone, which made me faintly feel that the other party was hiding something from me.

Instinctively driven by this unease, I took a step back and tried to escape.

"No...no."

It was clearly a dream, but I clearly felt that my breathing was getting heavier.

The nearby scenes gradually split up, like a puzzle on a wooden board, randomly pieced together.

The field of vision is getting farther and farther away from me, as if the body is expanding.

The image of William is distorted and alienated in my vision.

"There was once a ruler who controlled lucid dreams, dissatisfied with the status quo that he could only manipulate his own dream world, spent a lot of time in the dream palace, and finally completely untied the shackles of the dream palace, let his subconscious mind listen Make it up to yourself."

"Afterwards, not only can he enter and leave the palace at will, but he can also summon world gates at will, and go to the cracks in the dream at his own will. But he doesn't know that the dreamer guards the ruler, not the ruler's dream. No matter where the ruler goes , dreamers will follow in the past.”

"He left; in his own world, the dreamer did not have the power to rival the intruder. When he returned, the dream palace had been destroyed by others. The dreamland often collapsed, which caused many mental problems in him, even memory and personality. There have also been symptoms of loss.”

I didn't understand what he meant, and kept backing away. I should have touched the wall of the bathroom, but the surrounding space seemed to extend endlessly, and I could never touch the edge.

"Why are you telling me this?"

I asked him with a trembling voice, but he didn't look at me at all, as if there was something behind me worthy of his attention.

I hurriedly turned my head, only to find a familiar but strange mirror behind me.

Familiar because we see each other every day.

Strange because I can't see my reflection in the mirror.

"It took me a lot of work to escape from that time-stopped campus. I admit that the game between us is the victory of your dream maker, but no matter how powerful your dream maker is...if you leave Dreamland, she will definitely follow.”

William uttered unexplained grievances, still staring at the mirror behind me, as if another me was reflected there.

I stared at the mirror uneasily, as if a pliers dug into my eye socket, trying to forcibly separate cognition and physicality. I can't look away, once I look away, my head will be peeled off by it, and everything about me will be seen clearly.

I pretended to be serious, I didn’t do anything when I encountered difficulties, I cruelly chose to forget the mistakes I made in my childhood, and I called my lack of progress as "actively giving up, clear despair".

"You don't want to be seen, because the real you is nothing,"

A pale hand suddenly appeared on the opposite side of the mirror. It slowly grasped the frame of the mirror, holding the determination to crawl out of the mirror, and the trembling hand was stained red with blood.

I gasped, but my sight and body were fixed in place, unable to move at all.

I, am I just dreaming...?

Why even though I know this, the dread climbs up my back and melts me from the top of my head to the soles of my feet.

On the opposite side of the mirror, the woman with blurred face trembled desperately because of her palms.

She faintly recited sharp words in the distance, and every clear word bombarded my heart.

"I thought you were excellent as a test subject, but you are a flawed product after all, so I had to discard it."

"No……"

The mirror shattered suddenly, and her hand smashed the mirror and stretched out.

At this moment, William suddenly took my arm, dragged me out of the bathroom, and turned my vision into the living room in a blink of an eye.

The sharp scream seemed to be able to burst the eardrums, mixed with strong sorrow, which made me squeeze it out everywhere in my body, but it sank deeper and deeper into the depths of my heart.

"Calm down, no matter how scary this is for you, it's just a nightmare."

William looked me in the eye and roughly turned my head to his.

I wanted to respond to him, but couldn't utter a word. Because at this time the screams had rushed behind me, and her sharp and cold fingertips scratched the back of my neck. I knew it was the woman crawling out from the other side of the mirror.

His body trembled disobediently, trying desperately to resist.

"Don't...don't."

"Listen to me carefully, this dream is a product created by your dream maker. Now she wants to use this dream to prevent you from going to the dream palace, and she wants to prevent you from dominating the dream. Once you have fear, it is hers. victory."

"But, I..."

I couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

The dream confronted the most real side of me.

What do I fear, what do I yearn for, what do I like, what do I hate... everything about me, the dream is clear, even more than I know.

I am afraid of facing dreams, and I am even more afraid of experiencing nightmares. Because the dream presents everything I fear in reality, and the dream is another me. No one in this world knows me better than me, so I am afraid.

"Hey! Do you want to be dominated by mere dreamers forever?"

William slammed into my forehead hard, and my vision suddenly shook violently.

【You wait for me, one day I will let you understand who is the master of this dream! 】

I suddenly remembered what I had said, and my trembling shoulders forgot the fear for a moment.

"no, do not want……"

I responded with trembling lips. But the provocative hand also found my determination, and tightly grabbed my neck.

The height of the ground cannot be seen from the window, the inpatient department of the hospital is filled with the desperate smell of medicinal liquor, and there are also fears of horrible things that do not exist, such as curses and ghosts.

Everything that could explain fear was crowding into my consciousness, and it gave me a splitting headache. This kind of consciousness is clearly clear, but I can't control my feelings, which is more tormented than a ghost pressing a bed.

Both cheeks were firmly pressed by William and I couldn't move. Someone behind me licked the back of my neck with a tongue. The disgusting feeling made me grit my teeth.

"Giving up positively, despairing clearly, not having any delusions about the future, and not responding negatively. This is the way you choose to live, and it is also the excuse you use to escape. Since you have already chosen to escape, why bother to resist? "

The woman next to me blew on my neck, and plaintively told me the most difficult truth to face.

"Stay here, we will always protect you."

"No...it wasn't my choice..."

No matter how many times I tell myself that it's all just a dream, it's just a dream anyway, I can't help but shiver.

While the voice behind me tortured my ears, the man in front of me kept shouting at me.

"Since you know you can't do it, then overcome your dream! In your dream, I can't use my control ability as I like, only you can deal with your dream!"

My lost sight suddenly regained focus, but everything within my field of vision trembled violently in the next second. William let go of my cheeks, and the person behind me grabbed my arms and pulled them back.

William handed everything over to me, snapping his fingers as he walked away from me. A red door plated with golden light appeared in the distance. And he didn't even look at me, just walked into the other side of the door.

Seeing that I am the only one left here.

"No... don't go... Am I not your perfect experiment?"

I struggled to free the pale palm, moved my legs desperately, and ran towards the door with all my strength, but it was like running in place on a treadmill after all, and the screaming was far harsher than I imagined. , approaching my back again.

Don't... come near me again!

I could no longer suppress the fear in my heart, the surrounding scenery instantly shattered, and the obstacles that bound me were shattered in this puzzle-like world. I kicked hard to the ground and stepped into the other end of the door.

As a result, the dim world was instantly replaced by the reality patchworked by clocks. The crimson door also closed and disappeared behind me. I finally breathed a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, the encouraging look on William's face disappeared without a trace.

"After a lot of trouble, I finally got you here."