The Academy’s Time Limit in a Novel Written by a Friend - The Academy’s Time Limit in a Novel Written by a Friend chapter 120

120 – Episode 120 Nightmare. (6)

The Succubus Queen.

She was staring at the scenery she had created.

The dreams of many people are mingling together, and boundaries are beginning to collapse.

This meant that she was one step closer to her perfect dream world.

I was honestly nervous when I kidnapped people and collected their desires and spirits.

Can you really do it? Is such an absurd thing possible?

However, whenever she recalled her doubts, she answered that her power, which she had accidentally acquired, was.

Of course it is possible.

The most important thing in this world is someone’s strong wish, and he is a being who uses this as a driving force to perform miracles.

I was suspicious whenever this power showed something, but now I feel like I can put my doubts aside.

Because we have succeeded in connecting the dreams of thousands, perhaps tens of thousands, based on the desires of hundreds of people.

It was all thanks to this power that he, who should have perished in the first place, was able to survive like this and came to the brink of realizing his dream after surviving.

‘Power.’ This power that introduced itself like that still couldn’t be perfectly handled, but it was already providing enough help.

“It’s done now.”

When dreams are completely blended and begin to function as a new world, other children will no longer be in danger or lose their reason.

The moment I thought so.

– Check for abnormal contact.

– Verification completed. Partial transfer of power begins.

I heard words that I could never let go.

Some of the powers were stolen very quickly.

And at the same time, the fusion of the dream world began to noticeably slow down.

What the hell is going on?

In order to get an accurate picture of the situation, she hurriedly studied all her dreams.

And I was able to find the cause in one of those dreams.

It was the dream of one of those who twisted their dreams using the power to slowly drop them due to their strong mental power.

There stood a boy holding the owner of the dream dearly, no matter what method was used.

An irregular who came to his senses in the world of dreams.

He took away his power, which he hadn’t been able to completely subdue over the years, as if it were his own.

Instinct alerted me.

I can’t lose this power just yet.

I had to catch him before more powers were taken away.

*

I stretched out my arms.

As the outstretched hand approached, the black sphere surrounding her caused a rejection reaction.

The guy who had already found his master and adapted to the world seemed to be thinking of taking care of me for his master.

The moment I saw it, I knew what it was.

A piece of the Creator’s power that sits like stale water in my heart.

I don’t know why it’s here and protecting my sister, but it’s clear that it’s not a situation to be left alone.

An outstretched arm touched the wriggling black sphere.

I see.

This is now twisting my sister’s dream.

I was repeating the scene I had just witnessed little by little, twisting it with each repetition and going in a worse direction.

There is no big difference right now, but dreams that continue to deteriorate will one day not remain in their original form, and even happy memories will disappear.

“I can’t do that.”

Responding to my will, my heart shuddered, no, power.

I could still feel the pain squeezing my heart, but it wasn’t unbearable.

The amount of power in my heart and the power surrounding my sister were almost the same, but somehow I didn’t think I was going to lose.

“I haven’t seen everything that happened in the past yet. Still, this is not it.”

I was convinced.

If my sister goes wrong here, I will definitely regret it.

A tingling pain rose from the hand that touched my hand, but soon the authority surrounding my sister began to look at me as if it were startled.

He acted as if he would kill him right away, but as soon as he confirmed who I was, he let go of his guard and approached me like a dog that recognized its owner.

Look at the change of attitude.

It flows in.

The crest planted by the devil’s touch and the black spirit also showed small resistance to see if the new foreign substance entering my body bothered me, but he didn’t care and forcibly penetrated and went to the heart.

Gujeongmul and her sister’s feelings and nightmare regrets are all passed on to me.

I hate myself for driving myself away from approaching, but I still feel sad because I can’t let go.

I also feel guilty for not being able to give back to me what my mother gave me.

All the regrets of why we bothered and distanced ourselves when we were close when we were young.

After all the emotions were conveyed, the stale water that existed in the heart met the new stale water and merged, and began to recover its original form.

Hand. It’s still a blurry shape, but it was definitely the shape of a hand.

The form recovered from the merging of the two gutters was a small hand that wanted to grab something, and the hand naturally grabbed my heart as if it were its own.

The hand holding my heart was tickling rather than painful.

– Mine.

The stale water, which at first felt infinitely unpleasant, somehow made me feel a little sorry.

The shape of the gujeongmul has become a little clearer, or rather, what the hand wants to do is vaguely conveyed to the head.

You wanted to protect me.

Noise was my barrier, and you tried to prevent it from dispersing.

I don’t know what the hell is out there and what’s true, but I thought I’d break down if I found out.

“Well, for now let’s say yes. We have to put out the fire right now.”

After absorbing all the powers, I embraced my sister as she slowly descended from the air.

It’s a strange feeling.

She was strangely resentful and sorry.

But at the same time she regretted her and wanted to forgive her.

I wonder if it’s because I still have feelings of a dream, but it doesn’t seem like that either.

I’m a little dizzy.

Oh my God. It was dizzy even when Kang So-hyun and I seemed to be together, but now it feels like there are two of us.

“Sister.”

I call, but no answer comes back. Is it because you are still asleep?

I want to answer her emotions that flowed along with the authority, but can I say it while she is asleep?

No, how are you?

Let’s convey this feeling before it cools down. And when the opportunity comes later, shouldn’t it be something to say again?

Her original truth, I had no intention of getting deeply involved with her.

She just thought at first that she couldn’t cut it off arbitrarily because she was her physical blood relationship, and when she realized that it wasn’t even blood relationship, even that was blurred.

But if my guess is correct, if she acted as my older sister from her earliest childhood, which I do not remember, if all these feelings you had were directed towards me and given to me.

You are definitely my sister and family.

It’s a relationship that’s been twisted a lot, but it’s like you didn’t completely give up on me.

The noise disappears again.

The hand caught the disappearing noise in a hurry, but when I thought it was okay, the hand hesitated and showed me the memory.

Similar composition to now, my older sister was hugged by me.

Although they were bleeding from the corners of their mouths and were dying.

-I’m sorry. Hyun-ah So.

What do you have to be sorry about?

Are you crazy to apologize to the person who killed you?

-I’m sorry I couldn’t stop you. I guess I can’t be like my mother.

She closed her eyes.

It didn’t attack me with the last remaining magic power, but burned itself to death.

I had to let go because it was hot, but I foolishly held the fireball in my hand until the end, not my sister.

The heat that penetrated even the magic barrier left burns on my palms, and I was just foolish until my sister turned to ash and threw it away.

I opened my eyes.

It’s because his grip violently grabbed the noise and blocked his memory as if he couldn’t do it anymore.

“You don’t want to be my mother’s substitute.”

In the past, I thought it was a question I shouldn’t answer, so I put off answering it, but now I know it’s my problem.

“You don’t have to force yourself to do anything for me.”

So I’ll answer.

“I think I want to forgive my sister someday and be forgiven by her.”

This is what I wished for in the past in my sister’s memory, it is what I wanted now, and it is also something I could not achieve in my memory beyond the noise.

Ah, I’m about to say something, but I’m a bit disappointed with the ending.

“I love you. Sister.”

Um, was this a bit excessive?

It’s better to leave it out when actually talking to your sister.

My sister’s face looks a bit red. You must be sleeping, right?

“…Sister?”

No answer. Seeing that he didn’t even move, it seemed like he was sleeping.

“…Ah, but I don’t have time, so I guess I’ll have to wake up and do it next time.”

The feeling of being thrown out of the body.

It seemed it was time to go to another dream.

“…When I wake up, I will try to approach you a little earlier.”

The moment I said that, my body jumped out again.

So I didn’t hear.

“…Mom, what should I do?”

Her face blushed and she was awake from the middle of her muttering that.

*

I thought I would be thrown back into a space where there was nothing.

No, actually it was like that until just now.

While I was imagining who else would enter the next dream, I felt that the flow was forcibly turned.

The devil’s touch and the grip on his heart tried to resist, but he deliberately restrained it as much as possible.

I wanted to see the criminal’s face, and it was because I had a strange confidence.

The confidence that if you dug a trap, you can break it and move on.

Forcibly plunged into someone’s dream, a strangely hazy consciousness returns.

Once in this dream, it seemed that ‘I’ existed, but the sensation was strangely strange.

First of all, the baby in front of me is strange.

Why is this bastard dreaming?

“…I never thought this day would come. Kang So-hyun.”

First of all, the guy had a very handsome face that had been modified 1.3 Times more than the actual person in real life.

From the beginning, he was tall and had a good build, so it’s okay in his own way, but it feels bad to have a strangely young-looking face attached to a reliable-looking body.

On top of that, he was wearing all sorts of fancy equipment, and on his head was something like a circlet, something RPG game warriors often use.

Beside him, there was a succubus in the shape of a nun with her eyes closed.

Wiping away those tears, he stood looking at me.

“I tried to forgive. I mean, there must be a reason. Even if you betray Confucian scholars…! Even if we endanger our party and brainwash Ju-Rira and Youn-Ha and treat them like toys…!”

Now then, how far will this idiot gossip? While I was looking at such a question, my mouth started to move on its own.

“Well, it was kind of fun. Watching your friends play.”

Your voice sounds strange. Did you see this image like this? Are you getting a little spoiled?

I’m done figuring it out.

So far, we have only seen the arrangement of memories, but isn’t a dream originally just a projection of what happened in the past?

Perhaps this is the content of his dream.

Is it a daydream that I am a villain and overcome it myself?

The owner of the dream was none other than Jaehee. Woo Jae-hee, a tanker of the Cheonyuhak party and a man who dreams of becoming the future harem king.

I wondered what kind of dream they were going to lead them to, but it must be an environment where succubuses can exert their best efforts.

I’m a kid whose dream is a harem.

No, but that’s absurd, isn’t it? You bastard really think of me this way?

Isn’t it? It’s brainwashing or something these succubus bitches manipulated, Jaehee?

“I did think of him as an opponent I had to overcome someday. Still, it wasn’t like this…!”

Oh, so this asshole did try to trick me at some point?

Our image appeared in the sky.

The warrior Woo Jae-hee and the pale-skinned me wearing black robes that look like demon kings no matter how you look at them.

Jurira and Oh Yunha (lower succubus in the form of) approached me and took me into their arms.

Uh, uh. Don’t do this

Ntr Stop drifting…!

“If they are happy…! I tried to hold it in, but looking at it, it looks like you still treat them as toys. I won’t stop now! Kang So-hyun!”

Warrior Woo Jae-hee cried and cried.

“Looks like it. What can you guys who aren’t even Cheonyuhak do? Good night. Play it if you want You fool.”

Kang Sohyeon, the Demon King, laughed at him with a sneer.

…What the hell kind of painting is this?

“I swear by this sword. A filthy brainwashed bastard who defiled the true harem! I will kill you, and I will become the harem king…!”

“Then come and see, hero of the new era…!”

You’re not even a swordsman in the first place, but in your dreams you’re a swordsman, you bastard…!

I think I’m going crazy…!