As if she were drowning, Butterfly Orchid struggled awake from that terrifying nightmare.
The instant she woke up, her mind was completely blank.
After staring dazedly at the ceiling above her for a long while, Butterfly Orchid finally came back to her senses.
Only then did she realize that she had somehow broken out in a cold sweat. Her clothes were drenched through, clinging wetly to her body in an extremely uncomfortable way.
"...Did I have a nightmare?"
Sitting up in bed and supporting her forehead with one hand, Butterfly Orchid still looked deeply shaken.
—In her Personal Attributes panel, her Sanity Value had dropped to a dangerously low level.
"Are you all awake? If you are, come out. I have something to tell you."
Just as Butterfly Orchid tried her best to recall what had happened before, a calm voice came from outside the room.
"Hurry up."
"...Black&White?"
A trace of confusion flashed through her mind. Butterfly Orchid got out of bed, quickly changed into a fresh set of clothes, and then walked out the door.
The moon was bright, its light flowing like water.
In the moonlit courtyard, a figure in white drank alone beneath the moon.
For some reason, the instant she saw that figure in the courtyard, Butterfly Orchid felt an inexplicable sense of suffocation.
He was clearly still the same person, yet he felt completely different now. His bearing was cold and frosty, distant as the bright moon in the sky—something one could admire from afar, yet never reach.
If she had ever imagined an ancient exiled Immortal in her mind, then he perfectly matched that image at this moment, even surpassing it.
...What an extremely strange illusion.
She was not the only one staring in a daze. Everyone else was as well; even Mountainside