"You... what did you ask me just now?"
Senior Sister's voice suddenly changed, and Li Weide could even hear a tremor in it.
Though Li Weide found it strange, he repeated the question.
"What I asked was, 'Senior Sister, can you tell me your name?'"
"My name... my name... That's right, I should have a name! But... where is my name? Did I forget it? No! It's not that I forgot! I... I seem to have never had a name! But... how is that possible?! Why had I never realized before that I had a name? How could this be? Why is this happening? Who... who stole my name?"
Senior Sister's voice grew more and more agitated, louder and louder, while the black mist around her trembled violently as well.
Li Weide frowned as he stood before Senior Sister. He felt as though his dream was about to collapse.
And the reason for its collapse was Senior Sister, who seemed to be going mad because she had forgotten her own name!
Her Nightmare Magic was countless times stronger than that of Li Weide, a beginner. Even the slightest emotional fluctuation could have an enormous impact on his dream.
Li Weide could not understand why simply asking her name had provoked such a strong reaction.
"Was it because of Ancient Magic that you forgot your own name?" Li Weide could not help asking.
"No... it isn't! This isn't a problem with my memories!" Senior Sister raised her head, and the eyes hidden within the black mist were blood-red.
"Before you asked me that question, it never once occurred to me that I should have a name... Even when you asked me before how you should call out to me in dreams, my instinctive first reaction was to make up a title