[You served Darkrai. You received Darkrai's Saliva.] [You served Cresselia. You received Cresselia's Saliva.]
When Heath opened his eyes, he was utterly dumbfounded. What exactly had he done? Why had he suddenly received two samples of saliva? And from Darkrai, the nightmare Pokémon, and Cresselia, the sweet-dream Pokémon, at that?
Heath had indeed had a nightmare last night. In his dream, he had returned to the final push of his last year of high school, endlessly reading and studying, reading and studying. It had been agonizing, but later, an unlucky classmate and a female classmate seemed to have appeared in the dream. Heath couldn't remember much after that.
[Darkrai's Saliva: Darkrai thought your nightmare was seriously screwed up, spat in contempt, and swore never to come near you again. Holding this item grants immunity to nightmares. You will not have any nightmares.]
The corner of Heath's mouth twitched. He held a small bottle containing a black liquid. It didn't look very big, roughly like the little bottles of oral medicine from his previous life.
Heath picked up the other bottle. This one contained a little pink liquid, which was presumably Cresselia's Saliva.
[Cresselia's Saliva: Cresselia could not comprehend your nightmare. Its disgust made it refuse to reshape your dream. Holding this item grants immunity to sweet dreams. You will not have any sweet dreams.]
Heath covered his face. This thing was practically a debuff! Although he didn't like nightmares, sweet dreams were still pretty nice, but with this thing, he wouldn't be able to have them anymore.
Wait. Heath suddenly felt he had spotted something important. If he couldn't have nightmares or sweet dreams, did that mean he wouldn't dream at all when he fell asleep? After all, any kind of dream could more