Wizard: I Have a Nightmare World

After thanking the Bloodvine Wizard, Lynn left the study and went down the stairs inside the White Raven Tower.

The ground floor of the White Raven Tower is a public hall for potions, materials, and quests.

Lynn had never been to the third basement level before. The further down he went, the more intense the energy fluctuations in the air became. The walls on both sides of the corridor were inlaid with fist-sized moonstones, which emitted a soft light.

As Lynn walked to the entrance of the third underground level, a strong dimensional aura rushed towards him.

It was a mixture of soil, vegetation, flowing water, and some indescribable otherworldly aura.

The third basement level is a large, open space, about half the size of a football field, with an arched dome overhead and walls covered with densely packed runes and patterns, with layers of light flowing through those lines.

In the very center of this space, a well with a diameter of about three meters sits quietly.

That is the dimensional well.

Lynn took a few steps closer and looked down at the well opening.

There was no water in the well; instead, there was a deep, silvery-blue light, like the color of moonlight on a lake, soft and bright.

The moment his gaze fell upon that light, he felt a massive surge of dimensional energy erupt from the well, washing over his body like a tidal wave, making every hair on his body stand on end.

Lynn sat cross-legged by the well, holding the fairy seed in his palm and closing his eyes.

Following the Bloodvine Wizard's guidance, he slowly infused his spiritual power into the fairy seed, while dripping his own blood onto it, guiding it to spread along the patterns.

The fairy seed began to emit a soft green light, and the temperature gradually increased, as if something inside the seed was awakening.

His spiritual power spread along the tiny channels inside the fairy seed, penetrating layers of spatial barriers, as if extending along an invisible passage to some distant plane.

Gradually, he "saw" a verdant world.

In that world, there was no clear boundary between the sky and the ground; everything was shrouded in a soft green light, and countless tiny points of light floated in the air, twinkling and dancing like fireflies.

Plants, as clear as crystal, grow from every corner of the ground, emitting a faint fragrance and energy fluctuations.

That is the astral secondary elemental plane, the homeland of the garden fairies.

Lynn maintained the stability of the mental energy channel, transmitting the aura of the fairy seed through the channel like an invisible invitation, drifting to every corner of that verdant world.

He waited a moment.

Then, he felt a faint response coming from the other side of the passage.

The response was very faint, as if someone had gently touched the edge of his mental energy from a distance, with obvious curiosity and wariness.

Lynn was overjoyed and quickly relaxed, adjusting his mental energy to the most peaceful state, not daring to urge or force anyone.

Gradually, the response became clearer.

Lynn sensed a faint but vibrant ritual traveling along his spiritual power. The consciousness was always filled with curiosity, timidity, and a hint of probing, like a small animal seeing a human for the first time, wanting to get closer but also ready to run away at any moment.

"Hello there."

Lynn conveys a gentle message on a spiritual level.

The consciousness paused for a moment, and then a tiny voice sounded in his mind.

"Y-you...hello...are you a wizard?"

The voice was a girl's voice, clear and melodious, like the sound of a wind chime swaying in the wind.

Lynn tried her best to soften her thoughts.

"Yes, my name is Lynn."

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Lynn went along with the other party's words and admitted that he was a wizard, not a wizard apprentice.

The consciousness on the other side was silent for a moment, as if in thought, before the voice sounded again: "Wizards... are terrifying beings."

"My grandma said that wizards would eat the wings of fairies, use our tears to make potions, and lock us in cages to experiment on us."

Lynn: "..."

He never imagined that wizards would be viewed so terrifyingly by the astral beings.

"I did not mean that."

"I just want to make a contract with you so that you can take care of some herbs for me."

Lynn quickly began to explain.

"I will provide you with a safe and comfortable living environment, sufficient nutrients and energy, and I will not harm you or force you to do anything you do not want to do."

The consciousness on the other side fell silent again, but this time, Lynn clearly felt that the consciousness's vigilance had lessened, replaced by curiosity.

"You...you don't eat fairies?"

"I'm not eating." Lynn was both amused and exasperated.

"You won't use my tears to make medicine?"

"Need not."

"Why not lock me in a cage?"

"Absolutely not."

That consciousness remained silent for a long time, so long that Lynn thought the other party had already left, and then that tiny voice sounded again.

"Then...can you plant a patch of bellflowers for me?"

"I especially love the nectar of the bellflower..."

Lynn paused for a moment when he heard the condition, then immediately agreed.

"make a deal!"

The fairy seed in his palm suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, and a beam of emerald green light shot out from the seed, condensing into a phantom image in front of him.

It was a tiny figure, no bigger than the palm of your hand.

She was entirely emerald green, wearing a small dress woven from flower petals, and had four transparent wings as thin as cicada wings on her back. When she gently fluttered them, tiny specks of light would fall from them.

Her hair was dark green, hanging naturally over her shoulders like vines, and her eyes were a pair of large, dark green pupils, like two crystal clear emeralds.

The little fairy hovered in mid-air, looking at Lynn somewhat timidly, gently flapping its wings, not daring to get too close.

Lynn didn't rush to grab her. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at her in the most relaxed posture, and asked in a calm tone:

"What's your name?"

The little fairy blinked her big eyes, hesitated for a moment, and answered softly, "My name is... Amber."

"Amber, what a beautiful name."

"Would you like to form a contract with me? After the contract is formed, I will arrange a comfortable living environment for you, and you can plant whatever flowers you want."

Lynn smiled slightly and said softly.

Amber's eyes lit up, but she didn't agree immediately. Instead, she asked cautiously.

"You...you're really a wizard?"

"Yes."

"But... I've heard that wizards are terrifying, and they do cruel things to the creatures of our astral plane."

Amber's voice trembled slightly; clearly, the stories she had "heard" had left a considerable shadow in her heart.

Lynn did not deny it and nodded.

"You're right, some wizards have indeed done some bad things."

"But that's not all wizards."

"Just like in your astral plane, there are some fairies who harm the humans in your world, but most fairies just live quietly."

Amber tilted her head and thought for a moment, seemingly trying to process what she had said.

"So...you're not bad?"

Lynn pondered for a few seconds, then smiled.

I wouldn't dare say I'm a good person.

"But I can assure you that since you have chosen to trust me, I will take responsibility for you until you are willing to leave."

"I will not promise what I cannot guarantee."

Amber remained silent for a long time.

She flew around Lynn twice, then flew back to him, and finally landed gently in Lynn's outstretched palm.

Lynn felt a gentle energy flowing from her body, spreading along the lines of his palm throughout his entire body, and finally condensing into a tiny emerald green mark deep within his consciousness.

The contract is done!

Amber looked up at Lynn with her emerald-like eyes, her voice now carrying a hint of intimacy.

"Lynn, you seem really different from other wizards..."

Lynn looked down at the little fairy in his palm, in a good mood, and casually asked another question.

Have you met any other wizards before?

Amber shook her head, then nodded.

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I've heard many stories about wizards from the elders in my clan."

Lynn immediately became interested.

"Oh? What did they talk about?"

Amber hesitated for a moment, as if organizing her thoughts.

"My grandmother said... wizards are conquerors who came to the astral plane from other planes."

"The Conquerors?" Lynn raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Mm." Amber nodded, her wings fluttering gently behind her.

She said that a long, long time ago, a portal to another dimension suddenly opened, and a group of humans dressed in black robes walked out of the portal.

"They exude a terrifying aura, and wherever they go, both living beings and the land are transformed into whatever they desire."

"Some astral beings tried to resist, but those wizards were terrifyingly powerful. They could summon fire, frost, and lightning with a wave of their hands, and even manipulate time, space, and souls."

"Many of the astral native races were enslaved by them, used to gather resources, build structures, and conduct various experiments."

Lynn listened intently and continued, "Did they only come to enslave and plunder?"

Amber shook her head.

Not entirely.

"My grandmother said that although those wizards were terrifying, they didn't come to the Astral Plane just to plunder."

"They are filled with a greedy thirst for all knowledge, and they will study the physiological structure of every living thing in the astral plane, the extraordinary properties of every mineral, and the laws governing the flow of every energy."

"Some wizards can even stay in the astral plane for hundreds of years to study a single subject, turning an entire area into their laboratory."

Hearing this, Lynn became puzzled.

"And what about the garden fairies? Weren't you enslaved?"

A hint of pride appeared on Amber's face.

"Although we garden fairies are weak, our affinity for plants is unparalleled in the entire astral plane."

"Those wizards knew this too; for a long time, they tried to capture our people and force us to cultivate rare herbs for them."

"But we have an ancient protector, the Tree of Life."

"It is the first tree to be born in the astral plane, possessing immense power, and even wizards dare not easily provoke it."

"The Tree of Life..." Lynn murmured the name to himself, and a desire arose within him to explore this divinely inspired plant that had existed since the dawn of the astral plane.

He recalled the wizards Amber had described earlier, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly spoke:

"The conqueror... the greedy one for endless knowledge..."

"So this is how wizards are perceived by beings in other dimensions."

"No, or rather, this is the true essence of a wizard."

He met Amber's clear, water-like eyes and spoke softly.

"A group of mad scholars who would stop at nothing to pursue power and knowledge."