Dream Entry

In False House Town, Ai Miye was still drawing.

Her drawing had already covered Hawkins's, leaving no trace that Hawkins had once scribbled on this sheet of paper.

At that moment, the front door was shoved open with force. False Hawkins walked in, directly sealing the Fear Crystal into the wall before sitting in a nearby chair and lowering his head to watch Ai Miye draw.

"Alright, it's time for you to sleep," he suddenly said.

Ai Miye nodded and rose, then somewhat woodenly walked toward her room.

It was not because False Hawkins had suddenly grown merciful, but because every time he absorbed Ai Miye's spiritual power, he needed absolute silence.

That spiritual power carried Ai Miye's memories with it. If he did not want to become a second Ai Miye, then he had to deal with those memories.

After Ai Miye left, he reached out and picked up her drawing.

He brought his face close to it and carefully sniffed the picture on the paper. A faint, almost imperceptible thread of spiritual power entered his nostrils along with the image.

Next, he closed his eyes to process Ai Miye's memories. Yet he quickly frowned. There was something wrong with this memory—it had vanished after entering his consciousness.

He searched again and again, but could never find any matching memory within his mind.

"What are you looking for?"

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded to his right.

He immediately looked right and saw Hawkins sitting on the floor, looking up at him with a smile.

"Hawkins? Impossible. This is Ai Miye's dream!"

False Hawkins's heart lurched, and the next instant, he instinctively denied the Hawkins before him.

"Why is it impossible? Do you think the real me would be more useless than a fake like you? Or... is this denial