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Published at 13th of October 2023 06:09:13 AM


Chapter 891: In A Fake Reverie

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Quick note: In the next few chapters, I will be trying a new style of writing. Rex's thoughts will be in italics while the others will remain the same. Do let me know how this new style feels to read.

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I need to calm down, I can't go berserk here.

Rex closes his eyes in an attempt to fend off the negative connotations of his own thoughts that made his sanity plummet. He focused on regulating his breath and summoned memories of the precious few moments of his life, as few as they might be.

But those few happy times proved to be doing the opposite of what he wanted.

It made him remember his parents even more.

While his eyes were clenched shut, Rex battled desperately to bolster his dwindling sanity stat. He doesn't know how much time has passed as he immersed himself entirely in this intense mental struggle.

Like being in a state of ethereal, he was detached from his surroundings.

Nothing seemed to stimulate his senses, he was unresponsive, and his entire world became hollow. It was only him and his own mind. However, amidst this desolation, his tightly shut eyes suddenly perceived a sudden contrasting color, illuminating his darkened vision.

Hmm...? Is that Evelyn's energy? Should I open my eyes?

Catching the sudden spark of the purple energy, his mind was stirred in contemplation.

This purple energy dances and swirls, beckoning him about something.

But I still need to calm myself or it'll be bad...

Rex was still pondering before he decided that he should open his eyes. It seems Evelyn has sensed his decreasing sanity stat and decided to help him, and she must be worried if he stayed like this.

Attempting to open his eyes, his eyebrows then dipped into a frown.

I can't open my eyes! Why can't I open my eyes?!

In the realization that he was stuck and wasn't able to open his eyes, he panicked a little.

Soon enough he regained his composure knowing that panicking would only make matters worse, he was already trained in facing insurmountable atrocities so he could quickly collect himself in a situation such as this.

Pausing for a moment, he then tries to call out the System for help.

Nothing...

Despite his attempts to contact the System multiple times in a row, he received no feedback.

But at that moment, he could hear a muffled voice reaching his ears.

"Rex, wake up! Snap out of it! It's me-

"Flunra, it's not-! I told you my Luna energy is-!"

"Try it again, it's impossible for- to be-!"

A sequence of faint, muted voices appeared to emanate from a distant empty plain.

Evelyn...?

Upon catching every nuance of these muted voices, which were the sole auditory string binding him to reality, Rex couldn't mistake that one of the voices belonged to Evelyn. Her voice, tinged with distress and desperation, bore the weight of exhaustion and pain.

In return, he quickly feels a surge of impulse that suspects his state is not right.

Not being able to open his eyes is a weird occurrence.

I have to get out of here! She's in trouble! I don't what it is, but she's in trouble!

Summoning every ounce of his heated willpower, he mustered the last vestiges of his strength to shatter this odd darkness suffocating him. It was an arduous battle, a relentless struggle against the constricting force that imprisoned his mind.

A feeling akin to pushing out a needle that was stuck in his brain.

Just as the strain was starting to become too much, he started to gain back his vision.

Ah... What's happening to me?



Why is it all red?

Rex was greeted by the fractured sky, with an incandescent crimson moon at its heart, a sight that startled him. Yet, his surprise deepened as he realized that this surreal hue of red had not only affected the sky, it also had imbued everything he saw, encompassing with its tinge.

It was like seeing through a red glass, everything was tainted with a dye of red.

Evelyn? Why is she in her Luna Form?

Standing in front of him was Evelyn who was seizing his face, screaming something at him.

But all of the sounds were extremely muffled, inaudible to his ears.

Am I fighting right now?

Slowly connecting back to reality, he began to discern that the others were directing their spells squarely at him. His gaze then descended, landing upon Evelyn, who provided a heartbreaking sight. She bled profusely, her pristine white dress in tatters.

A single drop of crimson tracked down from her forehead, meandering over her left eye.

It accentuates her woeful condition and palpable desperation.

D- Did I cause this...?

Just as he thought that the sensation of his inner self surged back to life, and an overwhelming rage coursed through him, compelling him to rend everything asunder. His core burned with the relentless intent to annihilate anything that met his eyes.

Rex clenched his teeth as he suspected that his fear might have come true.

No, this can't be happening! This must be a dream...

It has to be a dream! Please, let it be just a dream!

While he was trying to deny the reality, his body suddenly erupted with more power.

No! Stop it!

Despite the clutches of the others who were desperately trying to hold him back, he managed to gradually lean forward, overpowering the others with his raw strength and bare his sharp fangs menacingly.

NO! DON'T DO IT!

Similarly, Rex was fighting his own body internally but it was futile.

Bite!

Splash!

Rex was slapped right on the face in the realization that this was not a dream when he bit Evelyn's shoulder and engraved his fangs deep inside her. In that moment of trying to calm down, he didn't realize that he already went berserk.

It was surreal, he didn't feel it happened which is worse than actually feeling it.

Moaning in pain, Evelyn stubbornly held on, infusing more Luna energy into him hopelessly.





Upon the sight of the System's notifications, he couldn't deny that this was in fact reality.

Rex blinked his eyes a couple of times before he started to fight back the impulse of killing intent that his body was engrained with. However, he soon found out that he was incapable of doing remotely anything.

No matter how much he tried to resist, the impulse was too strong to overpower.

Moving any part of his body is impossible.

System, help me! I need help! Stop me, put me to sleep, anything!





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