All living beings in hell

Chapter 63 - The Nightmare Contract
After losing my physical body, I haven't felt hungry or sleepy for a long time.

However, before receiving the next guest, an inexplicable sense of sleepiness swept over me, just like I suffered from insomnia for a long time in the world. It was obviously a moment when I needed to refresh my mind, but my mind was terribly chaotic.Accompanied by drowsiness, there are also bursts of nerve-twitching headaches. It seems that my consciousness will fly away from here at any time, and drift in all directions uncontrollably in the dream world.

Without realizing it, I fell into a deep sleep...

"Hello, writing." A soft voice came, mixed with echoes.

I can't feel my body, as if floating in a void space, I forget how I came to this space.This space is like a vacuum, colder than hell.

"Excuse me?"

"I am your No.40 guest No. [-]," the voice replied, and a figure in a silver-gray cloak gradually appeared in front of him, "I am a succubus, at least that's what humans call me."

The actual weight came from my right hand, and the sapphire pen appeared in my hand.

"Dream Demon, why are you looking for me?"

"You are dreaming right now."

"Can a soul dream even without a body?" I asked.

"Flesh dreams of flesh, soul dreams of soul. I wear you out to dream so we can meet."

I felt my own heat radiating to all directions, and even without a body, I shivered a few times: "Alright, succubus, may I ask why you are looking for me?"

"There was a contract between you and me."

"What contract?" I asked.

"I will bring you all kinds of dreams every night. In exchange, you need to help me realize one of my wishes."

"What wish?"

"The contract doesn't specify what the specific wish is, it's just a wish, and now I think about what I want."

"How long have we signed this contract?"

As soon as the voice fell, the space around me turned around, and there was a substantive touch from under my body.By the time I realized it, I was sitting in a dimly lit tavern with warm lights.In front of me was a medieval silver cup with cloudy wine.The Nightmare sat across from me. It took off its cloak and hood. It had long curly dark chestnut hair, gray and white eyes like late-stage cataracts, and a pale face that made it hard to tell its gender.In front of the succubi was a silver cup of the same shape, which also contained a cloudy liquid similar to wine.

"This is the place where we first met," the succubus looked around, "you were still alive then."

"I have lived and died many times," I looked at the cloudy liquid in the silver cup, "What is in this cup?"

The Dream Demon picked up the silver cup, took a sip, and smacked his lips. He seemed to enjoy its taste very much: "Did you forget, the writer, this is your blood. The blood you used to make a contract with me."

Only then did I realize that there was a person upside down on the table, a young man with blond curly hair and eyes like a succubus, with almost invisible black eyeballs.Except for hair color and eye color, this man looks exactly like me.The man's neck was cut, and there was still a steady stream of blood flowing out of the aorta.The succubus drank the liquid in the silver cup in one gulp, and then stretched the cup under the dripping table like water, filling it with half a cup of blood.

"Why did I make a contract with you at that time, I forgot, can you remind me?"

"You were blind at the time, you have been blind since birth, and you have never seen this world in your life."

"and then?"

"You want to see what the world looks like, so you long to dream, you long to have dreams with images, colors and shapes, I heard your wish, so I appeared. I brought you all Everything you want, images, colors, shapes, I will let you see what you want to see. The dreams I provide you will make you travel to different places in the world every night-the island lighthouse at the end of Chile, The castle in the green mountains of Germany, the tulip field in the Netherlands, the depths of the sea, the high sky - a person with normal vision may not be able to visit so many places in his life, you have been there and seen them all. I brought you all these places of."

"Okay, thank you."

"Until you lose your body, I still take you to different places every night."

"When I was alive, I was indeed dreaming every night. When I woke up every morning, my body felt like I had traveled a long distance. Even after sleeping for a long time, I was still tired."

"I've always kept my promise, now it's time for you to do it."

"How many years has our contract been signed?"

"Sign up to the day you can keep your promise."

"How do you know I can fulfill my promise now?"

The Dream Demon smiled: "I know your ability to write. If you can't satisfy my wish, I won't find you at this moment."

I thought about it and asked, "What is your wish?"

"I need your affection." The Dream Demon replied.

"Need my affection? What does that mean?"

A strong sense of weightlessness came, and the stool and floor under him disappeared.The tables, chairs, bar counters, and the silver wine glasses in the tavern all shattered out of thin air.The corpse of the man lying on the table also exploded in an instant, more blood spattered, but it seemed to be attracted by a certain gravitational force, and they all flew upwards.Instinctively, I shield my eyes with my forearm, blocking the flying debris.And when I opened my eyes again, the succubus and I were falling high in the sky.I and it each carried a parachute bag on their backs, and the strong wind blew my hair away, flying behind my head.

"Hey!" the succubi yelled at me, "your parachute bag is broken!"

"What?" The wind was so strong that I couldn't hear it clearly.

The succubus snapped its fingers, and everything became quiet as if it had been muted. I could only hear the succubus' voice.

"Writer, your parachute bag is broken."

"We're dreaming, aren't we?"

"When you are alive, if you die in a dream, you will wake up. But what if you are already dead? What will it be like if the spirit body dies in a dream?"

"I don't know, what's it like?"

The Dream Demon grinned: "Fictity and reality are only relative. For you who no longer have a physical body, all that remains is reality."

"That is to say, if I can't open the parachute bag, I will die again if I fall to my death. But it's not really dead. It's just a painful death process."

"If you think the dying process is painful, then it is painful. Otherwise death is just death and has nothing to do with pain."

The succubus flew towards me, hooked the landing rope tied to my body to it, and fixed me on it.The other hand deftly undid my parachute bag, and the parachute bag flew upwards.

The Dream Demon continued: "For a moment just now, you were very scared, right? Even if you have already died once, you are still afraid of the process of death. This is what is interesting about you humans."

The Dream Demon opened the parachute, and the speed dropped instantly. I was pulled up by the rope wrapped around my body: "What's interesting?"

"Cognitive inertia of emotions and everything around them."

"As for cognitive inertia, human beings have it, ghosts also have it, immortals and gods have it. You probably have it too, but you have a different perspective on the same thing," the distant horizon glows, reminding me of the past Skydive time while alive.I shook my head, but quickly turned back and asked the succubus, "I still don't understand, I need my emotions, what does that mean?"

"You are a very interesting human being who writes. When you were alive, even now. When I provided you with so many dreams, I wanted you to experience different experiences, and then bring back the emotions generated by these experiences. "

"What use are these emotions to you?"

"Play, appreciate, entertain myself. There are not many interesting things in this world, are there?"

"How are you going to take my emotions?"

"Human emotions live in their memories. I want to take away all your memories as a human, including reality and dreams."

We were getting closer and closer to the ground, and when I looked down, there was no flat place to stay.Below us is a wheat field.

"If you take away my memory, do you also take away my karma?" I asked.

"Haha, of course not. Karma is the existence engraved in your soul, how can I get it away? As a succubus, I can only take away people's memories, and then use these memories to weave new dreams, and stuff them in the middle of the night. into the brains of more people, and so on.”

"Have you made similar contracts with other humans?"

"Curious and adventurous souls are not hard to find."

"What if I'm not willing to keep my promise?"

The wheat in the wheat field below me suddenly began to grow wildly upwards, and each awn of the wheat was sharp, as if it wanted to pierce our bodies directly, and I felt the tension in my heart.At this moment, Maizi bypassed the two of us and wrapped us together with the parachute like a cocoon.The parachute fell below us and became a soft cushion.The succubi released the lock on me, and I fell onto the mat.

"A contract is a contract, and you cannot decide on this matter."

"Okay," I said, "take it."

The Dream Demon didn't seem to expect me to answer like this, and was stunned for a moment: "You are much more straightforward than I imagined."

"Actually, it's not very refreshing. I just think that when I signed the contract with you, I should have expected this day. I will bear the responsibility of the decision I made. Besides, I am now a wandering soul." state, I don’t know how much the memory of the world will affect me, let’s try it. If you take away my memory, the contract between us will be terminated, right?”

"Yes, your handing over the memory is the termination of the contract."

"Well, take it." I said softly.

The cushion under my body collapsed, and the scenes before my birth appeared in front of my eyes like a revolving lantern.From the busy work in the world all day long, to the American coffee I drank in the afternoon, to the scribbling of papers in school... A little bit later, I quarreled with my parents, and I reconciled with them... Some, the first time I ate a thick cheese cheesecake, the touch and taste passed over the tip of my tongue... The first time I came to the sea, the subtle touch of the soles of my feet touching the gravel... The first love, the first time Heartbreak, first time getting drunk, first fight...my past life was replayed before my eyes.

"What you see now belongs to your memory, and it will belong to me. Are you sure?" The Dream Demon asked again.

"The really important things are engraved in my soul imprint, right, karma is like this," Unknowingly, a tear fell from the corner of my eye, "Always have to start again, from giving up the physical body to give up memory."

The Dream Demon knelt beside me and looked at me, slowly stroking my eyes with his cold hands.I felt something being pulled from my chest and head, my thoughts gradually slowed down, the picture in front of me became fainter and fainter, until it became completely blank... The voice of the succubus was coming My ears echoed: "The contract is over, take the pen. Everything after that, I wish you good luck."

I opened my eyes and found myself waking up on the floor of the office, my mind was a little dazed, like I had a long, long dream.I am the only one in the office. I remember that I work in this office, and I remember that my job is to write down the stories of the sentient beings in hell, and then bring them back to the human world... Other than that...

By the way, what was I doing before I came to hell?

(End of this chapter)