There is a thing called lucid dreaming. Dreaming while being aware that you are dreaming.
In other words, I know that everything that is unfolding in front of me is a dream and does not happen in reality.
The reason I’m saying this is because I was having a lucid dream right now.
After reincarnation, I always get a good night’s sleep so that I don’t even dream, let alone lucid dreams.
The background was first overall dark and closer to a temple. Five stone statues were erected here and there that seemed to guard the center, and they had wings and horns uniquely.
Wings and horns that only demons can have. Also, the demon statues were completely different in appearance.
Some even have horns that extend straight up like Cecily, while others have horns that are rolled up like a sheep like Gartz.
Genders were also distributed throughout, and it was so sophisticated that I thought it might have been made by looking at the real thing.
And in the center they guarded stood a stone statue much larger than that.
As if reminiscent of Cthulhu, it had tentacles attached to its mouth, and its size was also much larger than that of other statues.
As much as the other stone statues, it is as lively as it seems to come to life at any moment. Even though the devil is like that, who does this really represent?
“Colok! Colok! Kwuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…”
As I was staring blankly at the lively stone statues, I heard someone’s harsh coughing sound in my ear.
The coughing sound came from exactly below me. He stopped looking at the stone statue and moved his gaze downward.
“uh······”
And when I saw the horror that came into my eyes, I couldn’t help but be confused.
The scene of a bloody battle that vibrates with the smell of blood. There was no other way to explain it other than this.
Under the stone bed presumed to be the altar, a man, covered in blood, is breathing heavily.
I don’t know if it’s because of the blood or if it’s the way it was, but a man with burning red hair.
A hairstyle reminiscent of a lion and a physique that is not enough to say that he is huge.
Life is dying out, but the eyes that cannot open properly due to blood are steadfastly shining.
Puak!
A man with red hair spits out a bowl of blood when he coughs once. As you can see from the bleeding, his condition was very serious.
All kinds of weapons, including swords, are stuck like sticks in various parts of the body, and the right arm is completely gone.
It wasn’t even cut neatly, and it looks like someone forcibly ripped it off. Traces of tearing paper remained intact, and even the bones were clear.
Still, he held the huge cleaver in his left hand until the end. However, even his ax was not intact, and one of the blades was broken.
Injuries to such an extent that it would not be strange to die right away. I did not take any action while watching the scene.
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No, I didn’t get it. Men are men too, but he was busy watching the horrors unfolding around him.
‘Oh my gosh······’
It’s a mouth-watering place. The number of corpses that can be seen with the naked eye is the same as the number of stone statues.
After casting demonization, the two demons with horns and demon wings that are much larger than ordinary demons.
One person’s brain is flowing because his head is cut with an axe, and the other is having an internal party with his upper and lower body separated.
Fortunately, they can be said to be yangbans. The other three weren’t even enough to say they were terrifying.
A corpse with all limbs torn off. A corpse split from top to bottom like firewood.
Finally… a body that was dug like a sinkhole because the face could not be submerged because it was just beaten to death with bare hands.
In particular, the corpse with the face pierced was surprisingly an elf. All of his ears were cut off and he was lying on the floor, but he was definitely an elf.
In any case, there are no dead bodies. To the extent that a man who dies all the time is the best.
In other words, the man killed them all.
“eww······”
“Huh?!”
Wasn’t he dead? I had no choice but to shout as the elf with a sunken face groaned.
Obviously, it is so ugly that its shape cannot be recognized from the top of its mouth, but it is conscious. That would have ruined my brain, but how do you maintain consciousness?
Damn it because it’s a dream, but if I had actually seen this, I would have drained all the contents inside right away.
“I don’t understand… I don’t understand…”
Besides, it ends up being There will be no horror like this.
When the half-corpse elf spoke, I staggered backwards. I can’t figure out how the life force I ate was.
In the meantime, the elf opened his mouth with a dying voice, whether he was squeezing out all his power.
“Why…why are you doing this…?”
Except for the elves and the man who was caught, no one is alive. In other words, that question was addressed to the man who was caught.
“What are you doing without dying?”
To this, the caught man responded bluntly. A voice with no vitality, as if he had sensed death himself.
Even though it seems to be a letdown, there is a feeling that there is something cool inside.
“It’s like this…. No one remembers you…”
“·······”
“Wait a minute… it’s only late… without you… our… Victory… heh heh…”
It’s the first time I’ve actually seen a person with the corners of their mouths torn to their ears. Even though it was a dream, when I shed a bizarre laugh in that state, goosebumps came out.
After hearing the story, the caught man thought it over and slowly raised his head.
Leaning on the altar, he sees a single lamp placed on the ceiling.
That lamp is also maintained by magic, so it is destined to go out someday.
“know.”
A man who calmly answered the elf’s question. Afterwards, he spoke vaguely, as if recalling the past.
“As you said… Cool!”
A man who vomits a handful of blood again. Seeing that his eyes are slowly getting blurry, there is not much time left for him.
“···········We lost. Probably few people know of your existence, and even if they do, they will not tell you. Because we have seen our defeat with our own eyes.”
“But why…………………………………………………………………………………………………………
“No. He doesn’t know anything. Because I didn’t tell him. I’ll start with him and go up to the sun.”
The kid the man caught on mentions. For some reason, it reminds me of my father. Now that I came here and took a closer look, the man had many similarities to his father.
He had a thick physique, blazing red hair, and finally golden eyes.
As he was tilting his head at his seemingly unsure of who he was, the man took a deep breath and exhaled.
As if the work had come to an end, a refreshing breath. He closed his eyes slowly and whispered quietly.
“Our ‘duty’ ends here.”
“No one… Recognizes… No one finds… Very miserable… Hero of words… …”
The elf’s voice gradually diminishes, almost out of breath. The elf squeezed as hard as she could and barely finished the question.
“Even you… that you disappear without knowing the truth… It is a deplorable thing…”
“·······”
“Father of all things… I will go there soon…”
An elf who died as it was, leaving only unknown words. The man watched the elf die and then looked back to the ceiling.
A serene silence contrasted with the brutal devastation. Desperate eyes contrasted with a strong physique.
The man looked up at the ceiling for a while and then slowly closed his eyes. And now he murmured softly like a child falling asleep.
“You unknown soul who came to this place…”
“·······”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t stop you.”
A heroic spirit that sacrifices for others until the end and honors those who have been sacrificed.
But they will all be blown away by the wind. no one will remember
“God. Please take that soul…”
“·······”
“Please take care of me…”
with those words.
flash!
An intense light shone, and the room was filled with bright light.
******
“·······”
When I woke up, I blinked my eyes and looked up at the dark ceiling. Obviously, I just woke up, but my mind is clear without any hazy energy.
Besides, the dream I just had. What the hell is that dream?
Usually, when you wake up, most of the contents of your dream are forgotten, but not at all. Rather, it was clearly etched in my mind.
ugh-
I was stunned, so I carefully got up. As I stand up, I suddenly feel a sign next to me.
When I looked to the side, Ariel was asleep, holding my arm tightly.
She always sleeps in my bed unless she’s working nights with women. Today is just such a day.
But as usual, I had a lucid dream. A dream that seems to be related to the end of my grandfather, Clark.
If you look at the timing, maybe it is the time when my soul has just crossed over here. I want to roll my head as much as possible, so that’s about it.
‘He’s a hero no one knows about…’
It can’t but be an adjective that fits really well. I think I can understand why the red-haired hero didn’t appear.
Ironically, however, the glory of the Michelle family began when Clark gave up his heroism.
Also, Clark ruined the summoning ceremony just in case, and slaughtered all the top executives.
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Maybe it’s because it’s such an impressive dream. I reached for the bed drawer. Always keep a notebook and a magic pen in the drawer.
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I made simple notes in my notebook. The content of the memo is, frankly, irrelevant. It’s a story about exorcism.
It is one of the most common clichés in past lives, but it is closely related to the dream.
‘The title is… The Hero who passed by. Let’s do this.’
this will be it I closed the notepad and looked out the window.
The sky embroidered with stars was not lacking at all in terms of how beautiful it was.
‘Should the descendants of the main character be Xenon?’
It’ll be fine.
After that, morning came…
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to the temple. Luminus-sama told me to go there…”
Kate came to me saying she was going to the temple.