Spacetime shifted, and a scene appeared before Huang Tian's eyes:
"Haha, nightmares killing people? Dream banishers? That's ridiculous!"
Sun Qiang laughed at a post he had stumbled across on his phone. Even the exhaustion and resentment of working overtime until eleven at night eased a little.
[One Who Struggles On: I know hardly anyone will believe this post. I'm not sure why I suddenly wanted to write it, either. Maybe putting it out there will ease some of the oppression I feel living in this hopeless world?
Sigh. Back to the point.
First, I want to say that a hundred years ago, our world was peaceful and beautiful.
By peaceful and beautiful, I don't mean there were no wars, killings, or hatred. I mean there were no powers beyond the mundane. You could call them supernatural powers.
Back then, the world was utterly tranquil. Nothing that belonged in fantasy existed.
But around a hundred years ago, nightmares appeared!
Nightmares were half-real, half-illusory. No one knew where they came from or why they arose. They simply descended upon reality without warning.
If the name "nightmare" doesn't mean much to you, you can call them eerie phenomena! Urban legends!
Nightmares have shrouded the world for a century. At first, they were rare. Months, even a year or two, might pass between killings.
Now, though, nightmares are growing stronger. People are being killed by them all over the world. Modern weapons have some effect, but most nightmares pull people into a dream domain when they descend. Technology often fails inside a dream domain, so once you're caught in one, you're almost certain to die.
Why almost?
Because if you're lucky enough, a dream banisher might come to save you.
Dream banishers are people who coexist with nightmares. They borrow a nightmare's power to