For humans, the construction of dreams requires the brain to enter a state of sleep first, but for the demon Nocturne, who was born in the shadow realm and is born to play with dreams, if he wants to make a thinking and conscious human being dream, Just let your consciousness invade the human brain.
Invasion is generally divided into three steps: establishing a contact medium, constructing a nightmare and implanting it in the nightmare, and devouring human souls exuding fear.
Each step is interconnected and indispensable. Unless the prey is right in front of Nocturne, it can bypass the shackles of the medium and directly implant it into the nightmare. Otherwise, it still has to find the dreamer or work with the power of shadow. Relevant mages.
"Everyone has something to fear, without exception."
Arriving in front of humans, Nocturne bypassed Lester's protective light shield through the link between the spiritual realm and the soul realm, and directly implanted nightmares and fears into Lester's soul. Out of fear of the human beings in front of him, Out of curiosity, Nocturne chose to invade personally, letting mankind taste the most terrifying fear and despair.
The moment he entered Lester's consciousness, the scene in front of him exceeded Nocturne's control and imagination.
It lost all its abilities and became a mortal. It came to a steel forest that it had never seen before and could not imagine. It looked at the small grids in front of it where humans lived and the lights were on. Its first image He came to a magnificent and cold prison, but the decoration was much better than Mordekaiser's small black room.
Faced with the unknown situation, Nocturne did not panic, but began to observe a world he had never seen before.
Under the noisy neon reflection, the moon and stars dimmed.
The surroundings are unimaginable. Iron coffins are running violently on the smooth road like rhinoceros. There is an order in the chaos. Noises are coming from all directions. Various dazzling light sources are refracted from the unknown glazed mirror. , reflecting various dynamic pictures that distort the original appearance, the human Nocturne inside is all too familiar...
The most greedy shadow mages have the same expression every time they obtain powerful shadow magic from themselves. In the blink of an eye, they will teach those shadow magic to others, making other people their prey.
These people seem glamorous, but they are just puppets controlled by the master behind the scenes...
Turning his head to look at the busy humans walking beside him, Nocturne saw exhaustion and depression. There was no doubt that the humans in front of him had long lost their lively nature, as if they had been swallowed up by the original demon. The emotions are the same, only the numbness like a walking zombie is left, and there are very few negative emotions such as anger. It has no way to absorb some negative emotions.
After the observation, this is a miserable world where humans are fully exploited by their fellow demons. The problem is,
Where did that human being go?
Why am I like this?
After the observation, Nocturne fell into confusion again, standing in front of the bus sign and feeling a bit at a loss.
"If you want to marry, marry Turtle Tailang. Such a man is a role model~"
Pulling out a shining metal rectangular cube, Mo Teng mentally learned how to use it. He glanced at the words that appeared on the glass, frowned, slid along the glass surface, and answered the call.
"Oh~ Damn master... uh, um, husband~ you have to work overtime again tonight, right? Fortunately for you, there is no money on your salary card again. Recently, Jimei has made an appointment to go to a beauty salon. Think about it.
Find a way...
By the way, I have to work overtime tonight, so I won’t go back. My daughter is here with me too. You can buy something to eat. Oh~ I’m on the phone, ah~ I’m going to die from trying so hard... Well, husband, first
Let’s not talk about it anymore. The battery of my mobile phone is dropping very fast. It must be replaced. When a new mobile phone comes out, you can buy me a new one. That’s it, mua~”
Instinctively, he heard other discordant sounds from the microphone that produced the female voice. Before Nocturne could speak, a "beep beep beep" sound came from the microphone in his hand.
I felt very uncomfortable. When I called Nocturne again, the phone on the other end had turned off. It seemed that my phone was really out of battery.
Turning off the screen, Nocturne stared blankly at the haggard, corpse-like face reflected on the black screen.
It had never thought that its mortal appearance would look like this, just like a mortal who had been sucked by more than a dozen demons in a row.
"996 is a great blessing~ As long as you can't work to death, you will work to death~ The factory is my home, and the performance depends on everyone~"
The annoying metal microphone made noise again, and I instinctively didn't want to connect it, but Nocturne saw the words ", hesitated, and connected the microphone."
"Xiao Teng, there is a small problem with the data review in the engineering department. The new employee responsible for the review is on maternity leave. You are the most capable. I will take care of you for the next two days...
By the way, if you have time to verify the several work orders I just sent, please hand them over tomorrow morning for me to use. As a model employee, I'd like to thank you for your hard work."
Looking at the words 23:34 on the microphone screen, Nocturne felt a little more irritated. How could he ask people to work so late? Even he only attacked those shadow mages on the night of the lunar eclipse, and he didn't usually do anything wrong.
Torturing people day and night, having people review information in the middle of the night, the demonic core of this world has sprouted horns of insincerity - Youdu, right?
Cursing in his heart, and listening to the pressure-filled silence in the microphone, Nocturne still whispered honestly.
"Oh, I know the leader, then I will send it to you early tomorrow..."
"Dududu..."
Before he finished speaking, the microphone was cut off again. Nocturne almost threw the one-way microphone under the Iron Horn Rhinoceros' wheels. He just thought that if he didn't work hard, the salary arrears that started half a year ago would not be paid.
He, his wife and daughter will be hungry by then, and they will not be able to repay the high mortgage loan, as well as support four lonely elderly people and his wife's little brother who lives at home.
Her brother's wedding gift hasn't been received yet, and sooner or later it will have to fall on her...
In order to survive, he had to endure no matter how great his grievances were.
Glancing at the computer bag slung on his drooping shoulders, Nocturne sighed.
"With a few work orders, it shouldn't be a problem..."
After opening the file transfer assistant, Nocturne looked blankly at the eight technical work orders that needed to be verified and modified. His vision went dark and he almost fell to the ground.
His instinct told him that it would take at least half an hour to modify and perfect a technical work order, which meant that he had to set aside at least six hours to complete the tasks assigned by his leader.
It was half past twelve when I got home by car, but I had to clock in at work at nine o'clock and got up at eight o'clock. I only slept for less than four hours tonight???
I usually sleep for several days in the soul realm, how could such a bad thing happen?
By the way, I have to take over the job of the new employee who is on maternity leave for free.
"Wait, I'm a devil, why do I have to think about these messy things? I should find the human first! I must not fall into a human trap..."
Having made up his mind, Nocturne was going to take the car home first, use his mind to search for information about this world, and try to find flaws.
Just when Nocturne was about to take a step, he discovered that at some point, an old human female was already lying at his feet. When she saw him looking at her, she suddenly wrinkled her trunk like old tree bark.
His face wrinkled and he began to wail and scream.
Nocturne was stunned.
Is this some silent shadow demon that walks without making a sound?
Am I, the nightmare demon, fake?
"Ouch! You knocked all my old bones apart! Ouch, why don't you help me up?"
Seeing the weird looks from a distance, Nocturne didn't want to cause trouble, so he pulled the old man up. Who knew that once he shook his hand, he could no longer break free, and the old man's hand was like sticky cake.
It's huge, comparable to the humiliating mushroom stick that slaps my own face.
"Ahem, I'm afraid you may have caused a problem with my lumbar spine. Come on, take me to the hospital for a checkup. You young man looks like a cultured person who just graduated from university. You can't be irresponsible."
"But I didn't hit you..."
"You didn't hit me, why did you help me? It was obviously you who hit me! Don't look, there are no cameras here. Even if you hit me, everyone else saw it!
Alas, today's young people are really inferior to each other, and they don't even dare to take responsibility... Forget it, if you don't want to accompany me to the hospital, just pay me 20,000, and I will go to the hospital for a check-up myself, otherwise I can call the police
It’s over.”
Under the coercion of the old lady, Nocturne, who didn't want to waste any more time, reluctantly turned on the 'multi-function microphone' and showed the old lady his electronic wallet.
Looking at the balance of the deposit, the old lady's face suddenly turned green, and she unluckily let go of Nocturne's hand, fearing that it might be contaminated with something dirty.
"Why do you, a grown man like you, carry fifteen yuan when you are walking outside? Oh, fifteen is okay, just fifteen. Why do you think you are standing here with a shabby face pretending to be rich? I wasted so much money.
For a long time, it will be a shame for a programmer like you to live..."
Transferring fifteen to the old woman, Mo Teng watched the old man walking swiftly to an iron car parked behind the white stripes and lay down directly. When the green light at the intersection came on, the old woman was directly crushed by the car.
In the past, the other iron shells continued to run as if they hadn't seen it, turning the old woman into a broken woman. She rolled several times and then rolled back to her feet.
Until the end, Nocturne didn't understand why the shadow demon disguised as a human would directly commit suicide after blackmailing him.
Maybe he discovered his unique status as a demon?
After hailing a taxi, Nocturne remembered that his electronic cash was gone, and that his wife, who was in charge of the finances, could not be contacted due to lack of electricity, so she could only ask the driver in a friendly voice.
Looking at the pale and shabby young programmer, the driver didn't have much to say, and since the journey was not far, he just pulled him over for free, which made Nocturne feel a little more grateful.
Soon, the taxi stopped in front of the security office, and several humans in uniforms gathered around, looking puzzled.
"Looking at how pale and thin he is, I suspect he is sucking calves!"
"Hands up! Don't move!!!"
Before Nocturne could react, his body was pushed to the ground by the security guards, and his hands were put on silver bracelets and cuffed behind his back.
"Take it to the interview room for examination first, and wait for the results from the laboratory department."
The two men escorted him to a veritable iron fence. Nocturne was placed on a stool and some blood was drawn from him. The devil felt a little scared in his heart.
It is not afraid of its own death, because as long as someone has nightmares and as long as the original fear does not die, it will always be reborn. It just doesn't know what will happen if it dies here. This is a terrifying experience that it has never encountered in its demon career.
.
The unknown brings fear, and fear is the most powerful primitive emotion.
Fear is the energy released by its prey, and at this moment, it seems to have become the prey.
Soon, a man in uniform walked in, lowered the brim of his hat, and sat opposite Nocturne with a cold expression.
"Morten, what do you think? Is it fun to be in my dream?"
"It's you!"
Nocturne's eyes widened and he tried to break free of the chain silver bracelet, but found that his actions were in vain.
"Human! Why can you resist my nightmare attack?"
Taking off his police cap with his slender hands, Lester looked at the man named 'Morten' in front of him with a cruel smile on his face.
"We are enemies, why should I answer your question?"
"It's impossible. It's impossible for a human being to defeat me in a dream. I'm the nightmare!"
"Look at how you look now, are you really a nightmare?"
Nocturne began to struggle again, and was soon punched in the face by Lester, who finally became more honest.
Lester smiled slightly and sat back in his seat.
"Isn't this what you want to see? Born from order, it belongs to human darkness and nightmare. Everyone lives in desire, is enslaved, oppressed, and confused.
Although this darkness cannot be seen, it can be touched. You should be able to feel it, right?
Morten, after losing all your abilities, can you survive in the darkness of order?"
Nocturne gradually calmed down, staring at the human being who was indistinguishable from the devil in front of him, without saying a word.
"My dream is still long, enough to see the day when you collapse and die. Remember, you only have one life. I will not deliberately interfere with your life trajectory and leave everything to the order created by humans. You are not free. Do you claim to be the incarnation of darkness? Let’s experience the darkness that belongs to human beings.”
Patting Nocturne's haggard face, successfully instilling the last bit of dream memory into Nocturne's consciousness, Lester leaned condescendingly against Nocturne's ear, his voice was low and full of fatal temptation.
"Don't say I didn't remind you, you can try suicide and see if that solves the problem~"
Watching the humans leave, Nocturne gritted his teeth and wanted to bang his head against the inner wall, but he had doubts deep in his heart.
If you really only have one life, what will happen after your death?
Will my demon body really die?
have no idea,
have no idea,
It really doesn't know...
He was frightened by the unknown.
Morten trembled and picked up the identity certificate left on the table. The two characters on it were his own name. He didn't know when the record that appeared contained his personal information. Morten opened it one by one and read it. , the understanding of the world and self in the mind is further deepened...
There was no calf sucking, so Morten would not be left in the iron fence for a long time. In addition to the time spent on interrogation and blood tests, he was released in less than two hours.
Carrying his laptop bag, Mo Teng left the security station in a daze. The man took out his mobile phone, but he didn't know who he could call. He wanted to take a taxi home, but he didn't have a penny on his body, and he was very hungry. Call me directly, but the task assigned by the leader has not yet begun.
The cold night wind blew in his face, and Moten walked towards home with trembling legs. He no longer dared to take a taxi.
Fortunately, there are two buckets of pickled cabbage noodles and a few hams prepared by his considerate wife at home. At least he doesn't have to go to work hungry...
