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 123

123 – Chapter 123 Nightmare. (9)

It is a terrible nightmare.

I wonder if this beggarly black orb contains all the nightmares connected to maintain the world of dreams, other people’s nightmares flowed into me regardless of my will.

Should I say it’s fortunate that the people I’ve come in contact with don’t have nightmares?

Seeing that neither Lilac nor Professor Cathy’s nightmares were there, it seemed that the two of them had succeeded in waking up on their own.

Yes, Illak. What did I do?

However, very few of them came to their senses, and most of the people’s nightmares were becoming more and more irritating.

For example, in the case of Juri, it was just a dream that was not recognized by Cheonyuhak at first, but as time passed, the content changed subtly.

It has changed into more vicious content, such as a dream in which her situation and that of Ga-gae at the beginning of the semester are reversed, and a dream in which Cheon Yu-suk dismisses her as useless after confessing her feelings.

Yuna and Hani are not much different.

Yuna Lee has a dream in which Lilac refuses, saying that she will not tolerate a half horse when her identity is revealed.

Hani dreams of her father bemoaning why you weren’t a man.

It was all the same until the content of the dream became more and more stimulating.

Someone dreams of losing someone important.

A dream in which someone fails to take revenge.

A dream in which someone is betrayed, etc.

Should I say that these are not very good scenes?

Now, by the way, actually, what I said was a terrible nightmare wasn’t one of those things.

To be honest, I think it’s a little too much to say, but it’s just a little irritating, but seeing other people’s nightmares is roughly tolerable.

I don’t directly experience it, but just see it, so how threatening a nightmare can be.

I thought I might go crazy if the unit exceeded 1,000, but it was tolerable, whether the human brain was stronger than I thought, or whether the saint’s will was giving me a buff even though I couldn’t feel it.

No, but why is this really bearable?

Then, if you ask me what is so terrible, it is not a nightmare that has flowed in, but a nightmare that originally resides inside me.

A part of the nightmare that was running a terrible fraud beyond the barrier called Noise, was in a state of overcoming Noise due to the ability of the Succubus Queen.

However, what a vicious nightmare it was, the Succubus Queen’s ability did not change the dream more viciously, but whenever she touched it, she struggled and ran away as if in pain.

…What is it?

What on earth is there that causes such a reaction?

I felt at the same time that I had to hurry up and find a way to get out of here, and that I had to point it out anyway.

“…I told you to have a nice nightmare.”

Seeing that no matter how much I look at other people’s dreams, nothing changes, I thought that seeing that would be the answer.

I reached out and touched my own nightmare.

The beginning is the memory of the day she met the child at her orphanage after being abandoned by her mother that day.

*

“Ughhhhh…!!!!”

“Who is ugly, John. You look depressed, so I tried to help you, but you talk like a fuck?”

…Oh, well, that’s right. I remembered. I, who was shorter than my peers due to malnutrition, was tortured by a cobra in exchange for irresponsible abuse.

“My wife is a gangster…”

“Why would you say that to a gangster? Even gangsters have a degree of freedom of choice, don’t they?”

It was only then that the hellish cobra tightening ended when the children watching whispered.

“Because I didn’t see you, so I’m on my knees, John.”

“…Yes.”

The demon knocked out two more onlookers and returned to me.

“Hey, all the kids here are like you, right? You’re not the only one unhappy, so show your face~”

…Is my expression like this because it suits you? I wanted to say, but I couldn’t say anything because I thought that the ruthless second round would start again.

“And read the fairy tales I wrote.”

I couldn’t follow the flow of the conversation.

“Huh? No?”

“Wow! It’s gonna be fun!”

But I hate being sick…

I had no choice but to open the claiming to be a fairy tale, and there was a really sharp content written on it.

-The rabbit and the turtle decided to compete. Said the rabbit.

“Look, turtle. This is my friend I am faster than you on land, but you can swim faster in the sea. Everyone is good at different things, so why are they trying to beat me even on land?”

“What was born in the sea is something I originally possessed, wasn’t it something I gained through hard work? I never asked for anything like that. It was only when I tried to run fast on land that I was convinced for the first time that I was doing something worthwhile. So I want to test the new trick I have learned.”

“You are arrogant. Not being satisfied with what you have and crossing the boundaries of others. How arrogant. But if you want to do that too, do it.”

A race on a moonlit night with no spectators. The turtle had confidence.

I tried. The rabbit ran desperately on unfamiliar land while he was lazy without polishing his skills, so the gap must have been narrowed.

Standing at the starting line.

The signal rang and the turtle ran.

A good start.

The body that protruded faster than usual was light, and I couldn’t even see the rabbit in front of me.

You can win.

“Turtle is my friend. Is that just the result of your efforts?”

That thought was broken.

It was right after I heard the voice of a rabbit that hadn’t even started yet.

Faang.

The rabbit stamped his foot.

The distance is getting shorter.

This is what happens when a creature born to kick the ground really jumps.

The finish line I thought was right in front of me was too far away.

I thought it was the same step, but the difference between each step was so extreme.

I ran desperately, but something white brushed past me.

I thought I had reached it, but I didn’t.

I thought it was narrowed, but it was a gap that couldn’t be narrowed in the first place.

“I can’t beat you in the water either. Each one is innate. That is talent.”

The rabbit has crossed the finish line.

There is no referee. There were no spectators. However, there was no option not to admit defeat to the turtle.

“Even me like this is nothing but food for kites flying in the sky, they have a territory. Each area…”

God Hare and the Turtle end. –

“How is it fun?”

…No? Shock and horror

It’s hard to read because there are too many difficult words.

I don’t even know what the lesson is.

The development is unreasonable.

But you’re right.

Still, I couldn’t help but say it.

As a reader, there were some things I couldn’t yield to when it came to books.

“It’s not fun. Strange. Needlessly difficult It’s not like the main character in the part where the tortoise first quarrels with the hare in the first place.”

“What…?”

That’s right. She closed her eyes in conformity to her soon-to-be fate, but no matter how much time passed, the merciless pain never came.

“…?”

“I see. The main character doesn’t look cheap. I need to fix it. Did you read the book Other kids hate books.”

“Uh, yes. I like you.”

“Then now, whenever I write a fairy tale, read it! Promise!”

…Yes, this was my first meeting with him.

The guy who likes to make up stories to the point of being strange, but he has a very unique sense and only writes bizarre stories.

Since I met him, my life at the orphanage hasn’t gotten any brighter.

Unfortunately, Ai and Ai were too powerless to change anything just by meeting.

Still, well. I guess I just had to endure it.

*

Kang Hani blankly looked at her father who berated her.

Why are you not my son?

That was something I really didn’t want to hear before.

The first day I heard that, I wanted to argue with anyone who thought they were born as daughters because they were happy.

If his father hadn’t apologized for his mistake, he wouldn’t have quarreled.

“Woman.”

I didn’t like it.

When I was young, I hated that my pupils, who I used to treat as my younger brothers, started to distance themselves.

I didn’t like underwear that didn’t fit because of my growing breasts.

One day, I hated seeing their eyes, which were living like brothers or family, subtly directed toward my chest, or pretending not to.

I don’t want to change, but my body changing at will is just annoying.

I almost wanted to die when I was defeated by a simple push strategy in Dalian before awakening to my talent.

No, losing was fine.

After that, his attitude of acting as if he had done something bad, and the strangely belittling gaze were truly intolerable types of humiliation.

A sword is a little more elegant.

So I tried again and knocked him down.

The gap in muscle strength that was beginning to widen was filled with flexibility and speed, and the excited opponent was overwhelmed with technology.

I also cut down all the other guys I tried to stop with a wooden sword.

And the day I defeated all the disciples except the superman, I awakened to be a superman like my father.

At first, my father was delighted.

As his arcane swordsmanship was for superhumans, he seemed happy to be able to pass it on to his blood relatives rather than just students.

However, in the end, the fact that I was a daughter must have bothered my father, and he would mutter sadly.

“Why is it you, my daughter?”

I really hated the curse-like complaint.

Maybe that’s why when my father brought up a ridiculous proposal, he said he would follow it.

Looking for a husband?

Yeah, I didn’t like it that much…

“I don’t hate it right now.”

I know now.

That my father’s complaints to me were mixed with his worried eyes.

I was able to realize that because I noticed that the pupils of my father that day were a bit similar to those of a friend who was looking at himself who collapsed while fighting the villain.

“Your eyes weren’t like that.”

So I drew my sword.

Obviously, there was nothing on his waist until just now, but when he tried to grab it, the sword was there.

My father is not a person who spits resentment like a parrot.

So this is an illusion.

Rotates mana.

There was no need to save as much as before.

The father, who repeated the same words like a broken toy, and the students who looked worse than they actually were, disappeared.

My mother stood at the door.

“You will regret today’s decision.”

This must be fake too.

Still, wouldn’t it be okay if I answered at least?

“Yes, I regretted it. I thought I wouldn’t do anything like love.”

There was no need to pretend to be strong as usual and imitate the way he spoke.

“Still, I don’t curse. Maybe the reason why I was able to get close with Sohyeon was because of this stupid man dressed as a man.”

Her mother’s welcome also gradually fades away.

“I will take my son-in-law with me soon. It might not be perfect, and my father might be disappointed.”

I threw myself toward the entrance.

“Because he is the person I like.”

Slashing.

Following the sword he wielded, the imperfect world was cut in two.

*

Yes, even if I had made one friend, life was still hell.

We got food poisoning from eating curry made with poorly managed ingredients, and the orphanage director would throw anything he could get his hands on when he was in a bad mood.

Perhaps at this point, I remember losing all of my humanity.

At least, around the time I was beaten fairly by the director, did I get a little closer with the other guys?

That’s right, I fall down while trying to avoid the board thrown by the director, and if we all gossip about each other, we’ll be able to get to the extent that we didn’t have.

What has changed our lives a little?

It was from the day the young teacher introduced himself by the name of ‘Cathy’.

She tried to work under the name Candy, not her real name, but she said that something went wrong with her application and that she received a name tag with Cash written on it.

Her real name… I forgot. To be honest, I don’t even remember her face.

The smiling face in her dream was blurred.

“Because I lived receiving love, I am here to return that love!”

However, I still remember that smile clearly.

She laughed lively and played with us. She was just like the sun.

Ah, by the way, she is also my first love.

If a child’s love is also love.

She said she had a little brother but she lost it in an accident, and she treated us as if she were her own little brother.

When the director irritated her with something like a beggar, he stopped us on our behalf, and thanks to her help, the food improved a little.

Only occasionally. Snacks were also served once a week.

It was only later that I found out that it was all bought with her own money.

“Why does Haneul look so sad every day? Is your cute face messed up?”

She got down on her knees and met her gaze with me.

It’s not a big deal, but at the time I had never experienced such an adult, so the action was very strange.

It was as if this person was really trying to look me in the eye.

So I stupidly thought that at the time.

Maybe this person will replace my mother.

Well, it was an illusion after all.

“Heaven, let’s laugh! Laughing when you are strong is said to be first class!”

She was someone who was easily influenced by phrases she read in books.

“Don’t try to do it alone. You also need to know how to rely on those around you. We are all friends!”

He was also a person who was good at saying strange things.

“I think he would be handsome when he grows up. It’s a pity, if the teacher were 10 years younger, I would have made a reservation.”

Oh, and he was also the kind of person who made fun of me.

‘Crunchy? Oh sky, crinkling means it’s a good word. It’s better to cringe than not be able to express yourself because you’re shy!’

‘Kids naturally grow up fighting!’

‘An unbalanced diet? That’s all fixed when you become an adult! Teachers couldn’t eat bell peppers when they were young!’

Anyway, like that.

By the time we were in elementary school, she had become an irreplaceable friend and mentor to us.

That’s why.

I wonder if she cried so much when she died in an accident.

People die in vain.

Even if you are a good person or someone close to you, if you are exposed to malicious intent and caught up in a crime, you will die incredibly easily.

“…I promised.”

After graduating from elementary school and middle school, they said they would stay by our side until we all grow up and see what they become.

You promised to keep an eye on it to make sure none of us went astray. He died right before reaching middle school.

“Liar.”

I remember that maybe I started to imitate her awkwardly, that her she was after her death.