Kirlia was not so easy to fool, but it did not think Heiduo was trying to fool it either.
Could running away solve problems?
Of course not. Otherwise, there would not be so much suffering in the world.
Nor would there be people who kept struggling forward through wind and rain even with broken bones.
Where there was light, there was darkness, and vice versa.
Kirlia had originally only wanted to live as itself, but now it realized that it, too, could change.
The self it had once been and the self it was now were not the same.
It had to be said that Heiduo's "provocation" had worked fairly well. Kirlia had once feared using attacking moves like the plague and had not even wanted to think about them, but now it was willing to give them a try.
Little did it know that beginnings were always the hardest. Now that it had opened this door, closing it again would not be easy.
That night.
Having suffered two intense shocks, the little one naturally had a nightmare. In it, emotionless walking corpses surrounded it. They said nothing, did nothing, and merely stared at it.
Hollow eyes.
A pitch-black world.
There was nothing else, only—
One empty shell after another!
Kirlia woke in fright and practically fled into Heiduo's arms. Looking at his face, it did not even dare close its eyes.
"...Another nightmare?"
Heiduo did not open his eyes, even though he had already awakened when Kirlia crawled over.
Gengar, who had been sleeping in his dream, was forced out. It poked its head out of the darkness, looked at the trembling Kirlia, and frowned. "Gengar."
I should have entered its dream earlier.
"It's fine. There's no need. It can get through this. It's only a nightmare." Heiduo slowly