The Dark Way of the Egoist: A Serial

Chapter 1 Dake

Chapter 1: Dake (First chapters are being edited)

“Humans are creatures that learn to love from being loved. Those who know how to love themselves and love are human beings… Unfortunately, I don’t have that.”

...

boom!
There seemed to be a loud noise? ?

Dak seems to be awake?
“Huh?!! Aaaaaaaaaah!!!”

Dake saw it!
I saw countless flowing lines of light and colors. These lines of light were like galaxies in the universe, flashing dazzling light. They were intertwined together to form an indescribable colorful scene.

And he himself is in the process of falling infinitely.

The concept of time became blurred, and Dak began to "wake up".

"Am I dreaming?"

After having this thought, my consciousness awakened faster.

Dak knew about lucid dreams and dreams within dreams, and this was the only explanation he could give for the current situation.

As for time travel, first of all, if we rule out the correct answer, a normal person will only suspect that it is a dream.

"It's quite interesting. I actually had this kind of dream?"

Dak looked at the scene in front of him with great interest.

This is not the first time he has experienced this, which is why he pays attention to this kind of knowledge.

At that time, he thought it was sleep paralysis, which scared him to death.

"Beautiful sports car, beautiful sports car..."

Dak began to mutter to himself. These were the key words he set for his lucid dream training. After all, he was just an ordinary man.

I think he had trained himself after looking up relevant knowledge. However, his willpower was weak, and he lost interest after a few days of training, and he didn't achieve any results.

But he still knows a little about the relevant knowledge.

In short, believe in science!!

"Damn! Why is it not working!!"

Dak studied it for a long time, but found that it had no effect at all.

My body couldn't move, and the scenes in my eyes kept changing but seemed to maintain the same pattern, which was quite boring.

Now he could only pass the time by observing his surroundings carefully.

The closer the surrounding scenery got to him, the more distorted and dreamy it became. There was even a physical... channel forming beside him?

Dak could only describe this scene as "channel".

Dak saw different versions of himself in these passages, as if they were portals to different worlds, each ray of light representing a possibility, and each color reflecting an emotion or memory.

“Red might symbolize passion and danger, blue represents tranquility and depth, and green is a symbol of life and hope?”

Dak said subconsciously, he was a little confused.

Time was still passing, and Dak already felt something was wrong - was this taking too long?
In the past, when he realized that he was dreaming, or even when there were ghosts crawling on him and eating him, Dak would count with great interest.

Believe in science, it won’t hurt after all.

But this time it seems a little different?
In this endless fall, Dak seemed to be able to feel the power of these colors and lights. They flowed around him, penetrated his body and resonated with his soul, with an indescribable texture.

As the descent speeds up, the lights and colors become brighter and denser, as if engulfing the vision.

At the end of that sight, there is an indeterminate darkness.

Until I fell to a certain point, it was like I suddenly stopped from a high-speed spinning top, and everything around me became blurry and clear. I didn't know whether these lights and colors merged or dissipated.

Everything I saw began to reorganize again

In his room, there was an inexplicable singing at this time.

"...

Mom smiled while holding my sister.

The elder sister cried and the younger sister shook her.

Sister, sister. Doll, doll.

Dad brought his good baby to the garden to see the flowers.

The baby cried and called for his dad, and the birds in the tree laughed.

Doll, doll, love your daddy.

Daddy, oh daddy, loves the baby.

Baby, baby, where is your mother?
Baby, baby, go ask daddy.

Dad looks for my sister at night.

Bad sister, bad sister.

......"

Humming, very faint singing sound began to sound when Dak fell into a deep sleep, echoing in the narrow room.

The song was very faint, and was almost completely covered by Dak's snoring. The doll was leaning against the wall, its face trembling slightly, and its eyes glowing red.

Several thin threads extended from the doll to Dark's body like pipes.

zizi.

Like a bad signal.

Dak's entire body seemed to be covered with mosaics, and the same change also appeared on the doll.

The next moment, it returned to normal.

Red light flows out of Dake and white light flows out of the doll.

Two kinds of light circulate in the pipe.

Assimilation began.

Smaller stars will be attracted to larger stars.

This is "gravity".

However, no matter how small the mass of a small celestial body is, the influence of "gravity" will be two-sided.

Even if it's tiny.

"Uh……"

Dak groaned faintly, as if he was having a nightmare.

If Dak wakes up, he can now see that the level on the doll's head has increased.

LV15——LV18
……

In Dake's dream...

"The evil spirit has been driven into a pre-set trap, and the municipal government is asking how long it will take to fix it.

If we keep dragging it on like this, the tenants might go bankrupt." Liu Feng said.

The man's voice was pleasant, but also very cold.

“Can’t we just make it public?
It's so troublesome to do things in secret like this.

Damn, there are too many restrictions." Tingyun said.

The woman complained.

On the one hand, you have to complete the task, and on the other hand, you have to remain silent and not make any loud noise.

What a hassle.

“I’m afraid your idea doesn’t work.

Most ordinary people are mentally fragile.

Once they discover something beyond their understanding, they will be considered mentally abnormal.

Stupid and ignorant, living in a specific way of thinking, and unable to accept things beyond the thinking.

And if they find that the problem is not with the world, but with themselves.

That might drive you crazy.”

The man was busy with his hands, he needed to close the barrier on this side of the trap.

"Stop talking nonsense. I think what people worry about is not the scarcity of wealth but the inequality of wealth. Your theory from Mississippi College always feels weird." Tingyun seemed to be arguing.

She is busy too.

She doesn't like this overseas returnee colleague very much.

Although this person is quite nice, everyone has different ways of thinking.

After finishing his work, Tingyun threw the thing in his hand to Liufeng.

“It’s Miskatonic University.

Your stand-in doll is really exquisitely made.

Why is there such a strong smell of curse? "

Liufeng took a quick look at the puppet made by Tingyun.

The "mystery" around the world has its own characteristics, and there are always people who like to judge which one is better.

But in fact, there is no such thing as Eastern or Western in the mystical world. The formal term is "modern mysticism", but each has its own biases.

Many technologies are public and openly circulated.

Because our ancient heritage has problems, it is backward and ignorant.