"I never told anyone this secret, otherwise the yordles might never have peace again.
At the same time, I was also afraid that one day, I would accidentally reveal my strangeness in my sleep, so I resolutely moved from Bandle City to live alone in the deep forest.
Perhaps this is the responsibility that a witch must bear!
I heard that my mother cried for a long time, but I had to be like other rebellious tribesmen in order not to attract too much attention.
What needs to be stated in advance is that there is no evidence to prove that the place I frequently visit in my sleep is the "spiritual sea" that even the gods cannot touch, and there is no evidence to prove that all my records are not my random thoughts.
After all, exaggerated imagination is one of the gifts given to the Yodels by this bloodline.
Closer to home, the abnormality in dreams began on my fourteenth birthday.
Because I received a love letter from a companion for the first time in my life, I was so excited... After I tossed and turned and fell asleep, I discovered an abnormality in my bloodline and spirituality.
This abnormality was uncontrollable and irreversible. At the same time, I also clearly realized that this was no ordinary dream.
I call this process 'falling'.
When I fell, my consciousness separated from my body and soul. It was hard to imagine that a yordle would enter the spiritual realm in a way other than the physical body.
And the reason why I firmly believe that the place I finally fell into is the sea of spirit is because the process of falling goes from shallow to deep!
The world of depth is clearly presented to me like never before. The distance of each fall varies. Sometimes, because the dream passage is not stable, it suddenly collapses halfway, and my consciousness will return to my body instantly, at about 5 to 7
Wake up minutes later.
Being able to wake up successfully is one of the reasons why I decided to continue exploring in dreams."
Chai Anping looked at the words on the pages thoughtfully. In fact, a lot of the books in the library were "condensed" by himself, recording the lives of these people.
I have to say that it is a bit outrageous that Naga Kapoulos opened the back door for herself!
The information gathered in the wave of thoughts automatically generates valuable books in the library, and can also show the character of the original owner to a certain extent.
He then looked down at Betty's dream:
"It was the night of my fourteenth birthday. I guess apart from the reason for receiving the love letter, my birthday party also condensed too many happy emotions... After all, I am such a cute and charming Witch of the Flower Spirit,
He deserves to be liked by everyone.
All in all, the first time I fell, I came to the lowest level of the spiritual realm...if this place really exists.
How to describe this place——
(??_??)?
The first is pressure.
The huge and invisible force almost tore my consciousness into pieces. Along with my long-term blindness, it took me a long time to gradually get used to the pressure at this depth.
This time specifically refers to the length of time that I consciously perceive.
Firstly, there is no concept of time in the spiritual realm, and secondly, this process is extremely torture, which makes my perception infinitely stretched.
The second is what I saw after my eyes regained sight..."
The remaining half of the pages were blank. Chai Anping thought that the book was also a half-finished product, so he quickly turned it down and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the text.
After seeming to have been mentally prepared for a long time, Betty continued to describe: "I first saw an endless, upside-down sea, with waves hundreds of thousands of feet high surging on the sea, like colorful mountains, silently
It brought an extremely powerful shock.
Then I noticed that there was an equally wide and boundless ocean beneath my feet, but the ocean beneath my feet was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting countless me, each with slightly different expressions.
And when I looked at the ocean below my feet, they were looking at me.
I am in the middle of the gap between two oceans. If you look at it from a distance, it should be just a thin gap no bigger than a hair - because the two oceans are so vast and vast.
I blinked a little scared.
So...the ocean suddenly disappeared.
In an instant, the wild and dense forest suddenly occupied the entire world and grew in my direction from all directions. Every big tree seemed to be thicker than the land.
I screamed and subconsciously blinked my eyes again. When I opened them again, the scene in front of me turned into countless pairs of huge sun-like eyes suspended in the air. Some of those eyeballs had dilated pupils, some emitted weird light, and some
Filled with ferocious bloodshot threads...
I was so scared that tears flowed from my eyes, but I didn't dare to blink anymore, because I was keenly aware that my emotions would greatly affect what I saw. In my current mental state, I couldn't blink anymore.
What I saw was definitely more terrifying!
I had no chance to escape, and those eyeballs... gradually looked towards me, one after another, as if they were getting closer to me.
When an eyeball suddenly appeared in front of me, I finally had to blink again!
The sky that was obscured by my eyeballs suddenly cleared up. I looked up and saw that the top of my head turned into countless floating, glowing islands. They looked a bit like the fifth depth, but their area was thousands of times the fifth depth!
There was some kind of power in the light, which directly acted on me. An inexplicable change occurred in my consciousness in an instant. The result was that my affinity with the spiritual realm increased.
At this moment, I suddenly understood that a strong 'light' might be the worst situation among all scenarios, because it means that I have been 'touched'.
Mutation is the most feared phenomenon for all those who practice magic, witchcraft, and arcana, because you can never predict whether the next mutation will be good or bad.
And the light here caused irreversible changes in me just by being exposed to it.
The islands were rumbling, and the light was getting hotter and hotter, so I forced myself to calm down and blinked again.
…
This time, countless doors, wooden doors, stone doors, iron doors...it seemed like all the doors in the world were pouring down from the sky.
Before I was smashed to death, I fled into a half-open wooden door in a panic. I noticed that there were patterns on it that were unique to the Yodle customs...
This may be the only good luck in the entire nightmare, apart from benign mutations."