Trapped in a Nightmare

The pitch-black obsidian was arranged in neat, orderly patterns, gleaming with an unusual luster even in the darkness of night.

Simple stone pillars and altars stood in formation, corresponding to the striking stars in the sky as a mesmerizing power flowed through them.

A temple priest shrouded in a black robe slowly drifted over. Lowering the hood that concealed his face, he revealed features interwoven with night and starlight.

"Pridhan."

"Come with me. Long Night has been waiting for you for a long time."

The priest's body floated through the darkness, never taking on a complete humanoid form. He looked like some strange gaseous life-form.

"Waiting... for me?"

Hearing the priest's words, Pridhan was somewhat dazed. He had no idea why the priest would say such a thing.

"Yes. Long Night has been waiting for the moment of your arrival."

"Come with me, and you will understand."

The priest gave a slight nod before turning toward the temple.

Pridhan paused, then slowly followed after him.

Pridhan's nightmare came to an abrupt end there.

When he woke again, he felt an unprecedented headache. He could not help clutching his head as his body trembled incessantly and cold sweat poured down his face.

"I... why am I here...?"

"Why... am I trapped in this Nightmare?"

Pridhan muttered shakily. He could no longer remember anything that happened afterward. Whenever he tried to recall it, his head would ache terribly.

Had he lost the most crucial memories...?

Yuanfang was not overly surprised by this. He had been mentally prepared for it, since Pridhan's condition had seemed off from the very beginning.

"If you can't remember, forget it. Rest for a while first."

Yuanfang spoke.

Then he stood up and once again turned his gaze toward the two paths ahead of and behind him.