Dream Addiction

"So that was it. No wonder."

Moyun muttered. He finally understood that he had been trapped in the old man's fabricated dream all along. Enel's Thunder Punishment had never been on this island.

The old man had made all of it up.

"You all need to be careful. That old man is a Dream-Dream Fruit user. He can make people sink into beautiful dreams."

"Then can't we just avoid sleeping?"

Hisoka asked curiously. Wasn't that easy to deal with? Moyun was being far too stupid.

"It's not that simple. Not long after I arrived on this island, he must have forcibly created a dream for me. I even thought I had been living in reality all along."

After hearing that, everyone fell silent, except Hisoka, who still looked utterly confused.

Why did he feel like he couldn't understand what Moyun was talking about at all?

"Oh, right. Don't leave yet. There are other people here."

"What do you mean?"

Kuina frowned and looked around, but she did not spot anyone. There were not even any buildings here.

"That old man is far more disgusting than you imagine. He treats people like toys, creates beautiful dreams for them, then watches them sink deeper and deeper until they die."

"You mean there are other people who were tricked by that old man too?"

"Yes. They should be right beneath our feet. There's a huge underground cave below us."

Moyun released Palo from his restraints. He took a deep breath and felt his strength return.

It seemed he was still too weak, which was why he kept giving others chances to exploit him.

Moyun felt a stifling rage, not toward anyone else, but toward himself.

Every time, he could feel just how weak he was.

The others seemed to sense Moyun's pain as