Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

"Who is it?"

Amamiya Rin suddenly looked up, the golden eyes of the giant of light sweeping across the entire white void cleansed by light, but he couldn't detect any trace of anything unusual.

Because of his battle with the Night Demon, the surrounding void was now a vast expanse of white, so he would immediately detect any strange objects that appeared.

But nothing was found; nothing was discovered. It was as if the being that spoke was inherently one with this space-time and the movement of the stars.

"Ancient gods?"

Amamiya Rin vaguely remembered that Randolph Carter, who was actually Loatheb in disguise, was lured to the outside of Azathoth's palace by Nyarlathotep and rescued by the ancient god Nordens.

So, was he also being watched by Nyarlathotep's enemies?

However, this context... doesn't quite fit.

We will meet, but not now.

The voice rang out again, carrying the composure of having traversed billions of light-years, yet gradually acquiring a profound and weighty quality.

"When your star path reaches its destined point, when the darkness of the mortal world is illuminated by the light established at the beginning of creation, when you face the end of all things without wavering in your will, when you reach the moment when you need to confront that primordial chaos, we will meet again."

In that instant, Amamiya Rin seemed to see, deep in the distant sea of ​​stars, three stars aligned in a line burst forth with an extremely brilliant light.

The light pierced through countless light-years, enveloping the giant of light's body. Its immense power irresistibly lifted his body, sending it soaring upwards from the endless void.

The distorted space began to slowly calm down, the raging ethereal winds gradually subsided, the whispers of chaos dissipated, and the stars that had leaped with signs of destruction returned to their predetermined orbits.

The feeling of weightlessness swept over me again, but it was no longer the bewilderment of falling into the final chaos. Instead, I was gently guided back towards the mortal world.

The towering body of the Giant of Light gradually shrank as it was enveloped in stardust, and the pure light that tore through the darkness slowly settled back into Amamiya Rin's body.

The surrounding void and darkness receded rapidly, and the desolate gray-white gravel wasteland and the outline of the city constructed by his subconscious were becoming clear again before his eyes at a visible speed.

When Yu Gonglin regained his footing, he was already on the asphalt road, which was slightly damp and cool from the night.

The streetlights behind me still flickered, and the convenience store sign at the corner still shone with a warm yellow light. The evening breeze carried the unique atmosphere of the city, as if the fierce battle at the boundary between light and chaos just now was just a dream that was too real.

A look of bewilderment and confusion appeared on Yu Gonglin's face.

But he soon stopped being confused.

Because I was too tired.

I just fought Kayako tonight, a battle where I transformed into Ultraman Seven. It almost drained my soul. And less than a day later, no, it should be less than five hours later, I fought Night Demon in the Dream Realm.

Yu Gonglin felt weak in his hands and feet, his vision went black, his fingertips trembled slightly, his feet felt like they were walking on cotton, and his ears were ringing, making everything he heard seem indistinct.

He tried to hold on, but his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and his thoughts became sluggish. The next moment, his knees buckled, and he fell forward.

And then I knew nothing more.

After an unknown amount of time, Amamiya Rin's consciousness slowly returned.

The first sensation to return was touch. Beneath me was the familiar mattress, just the right firmness, warm to the touch. Something was pressing down on my left leg, heavy and substantial.

Then, intense aches swept through his entire body, causing pain all over, like being run over by a truck and then pieced back together, especially in his head, where his temples throbbed as if tearing at his cranial nerves with each thud.

Amamiya Rin opened her eyes.

"The familiar ceiling..."

Before him lay an environment all too familiar to Amamiya Rin: Tomie's apartment bedroom. The curtains weren't fully drawn, and sunlight streamed in through the gaps, casting a bright line across the floor, where dust motes could be seen slowly drifting.

The faint sounds of traffic could be heard from afar outside the window; the distance made it seem quiet, with the occasional bird call.

A woman lay on her side beside him, one hand on his chest, her face buried in his shoulder. Her long black hair was spread out on the pillow, with a few strands falling on his cheek. Her fair skin seemed to reveal the fine veins under her eyelids. Her slightly parted red lips had a faint curve at the corners, as if she were having a sweet dream. Her alluring charm made one want to kiss those red lips.

"Is this... still a dream? No, a dream illusion? It's different from before."

Amamiya Rin's gaze swept over Mara Tomie's cherry lips, and he murmured to himself thoughtfully.

Yesterday... it must have been yesterday. That encounter made him more acutely aware of dreams and reality, or rather, he did indeed gain knowledge and control over the dream world from the Night Demon.

Because this being was summoned from the chaotic black abyss, it can show people other worlds, other galaxies, and those mysterious and contradictory secrets of knowledge.

That's why Amamiya Rin was able to tell that although he woke up the same way as usual, he had not left the dream and returned to reality.

This is still a dream, a corner of a dream world, like Carter's Sunset City, a dream city constructed by his and Tomie's subconscious.

However, unlike the dream world of the past, the dream world of today is more...real?

"Still thinking? Take a rest, there's still plenty of time."

Tomie Moro opened her eyes, her fingers stroking Rin Amamiya's cheek, her eyes filled with concern and love.

"I have no desire to rest; I guess I'm just destined to be restless?"

With a wry smile, Amamiya Rin grasped Moro Tomie's hand, gently removed it, and then, supporting himself on the bed, straightened up with the strength of his arm.

"Well……"

As he got up, a surge of intense fatigue and pain washed over him. It was like the pain of undergoing a high-intensity workout at the gym, but even more severe, as if a mountain was pressing down on him. If he hadn't already gotten used to this kind of pressure, it would have been difficult for him to get out of bed with normal willpower.

"what!"

Amamiya Rin opened his mouth and let out a suppressed breath, then raised his heavy arm and rubbed his temples.

"Once my mind is clear, I can't help but think about the difficulties I'm facing and the difficulties I'm about to face. This world never allows me to stop."

With a helpless sigh, Amamiya Rin put on a bittersweet smile.

"Fortunately, we finally have a... safe? barely safe haven and resting place. Thanks to the ability we got from the Night Demon, Long Dream is no longer a death sentence. We have more time."