I have a Tantric panel

The solid feeling of my feet touching the ground came through.

Xia En opened his eyes.

What comes into view is a towering church, entirely gray and white.

There is no traditional rose window on the front.

Instead, there is a relief of a giant dragon with outstretched wings, its body embracing the entire portico.

This is a church dedicated to the "Day God".

Because of their association with light and fire, the Day Master has always held a high position among the common people of Albion.

They may not know the secrets behind the curtain, yet they are still willing to believe—

God exists in the world.

Light and fire both come from the gods.

One can also repent to God and wash away one's sins.

Whose dream is this?

Could it be... a priest?

Xia En looked around, a guess forming in his mind.

"……Hello?"

A woman's voice came from behind me.

Turning around, I saw a nun in front of me. She had an ordinary appearance, but a very gentle demeanor.

"May I ask what brings you to our church?"

Xia En was about to come up with an excuse when she saw a look of realization on her face.

"Oh...you've come to see the children at the orphanage, haven't you?"

Orphanage? Children?

Did they mistake me for a visitor who came to adopt an orphan?

Xia En paused for a moment, but still nodded in agreement with the nun.

"Yes, that's right."

"Then, please follow me."

The nun smiled, genuinely happy.

"The children in our compound are all good children, and they all want to have a real home."

Xia En didn't say anything and followed the nun toward the back of the church.

There is a fairly large orphanage here.

But as soon as they entered the gate, a commotion broke out in the courtyard.

"Run! That guy's gone berserk again!"

"Oh, Sister Mary is here."

A little girl, not very old, ran over and hugged the nun's leg to complain.

"Sister, Andrew is fighting with the Shay brothers again."

The nun's expression immediately changed.

She looked at Xia En apologetically: "I'm sorry, sir, please wait a moment."

"It's okay."

Xia En spoke in a friendly tone.

"It's normal for kids to fight and roughhouse. Let me watch too."

Maria wanted to refuse.

But the noise in the courtyard was getting louder and louder, so he had no choice but to hurry inside.

In the courtyard, a relatively strong older boy was confronting a pair of brothers.

Xia En's gaze quickly locked onto one of the brothers.

She has delicate, somewhat girlish features, with a few freckles on her face.

—Isn't that Shay, the junior I just met during the day?

Clearly, he was the master of this dream.

Xia En recalled.

Shay does indeed appear to have come from an orphanage, and was later adopted by a kind couple, which gave him the opportunity to go to school.

The orphanage and church in his dream were where he lived as a child?

Xia En felt something was off.

Because in his memory, there was no such magnificent church in his hometown of Ashburton.

But dreams and reality are inherently different, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

At this moment, Shay had several bruises on his body, and his clothes were torn.

His brother, who was standing next to him, was in a similar situation.

The difference is that.

Shay's body trembled, his eyes darted around, and he seemed somewhat timid;

Although his brother's hands were also trembling, his expression was fierce, and he was holding a blood-stained piece of broken brick, like a wounded little wolf.

The older child opposite the two actually looked even more pitiful.

A brick had smashed a gash on his head, and blood was still flowing out.

"Andrew, Shay, Edward!"

Sister Mary raised her voice: "What have you all done?"

Upon seeing the nun, the three children instantly became docile, like three little quails that had been caught.

But Edward shouted first, "Andrew hit my brother first!"

"Who let this little bastard steal my things?"

"I didn't steal it!"

Seeing that a new round of conflict was about to break out, Maria adopted a stern attitude.

"Quiet down!"

"Come with me first, and let me bandage your wounds."

She turned to look at Xia En and pursed her lips.

"I'm sorry, sir, it seems you'll have to make a wasted trip today."

The nun thought that witnessing such a scene would probably make even the kindest person give up the idea of ​​adoption.

But Xia En naturally couldn't just leave like that, so he smiled and spoke.

"It's alright, I'll be fine in a bit. You go and treat the children's injuries first."

A light returned to Maria's eyes.

"Thank you, kind sir."

While the nun led the children to their rooms to get bandaged, Shane took the opportunity to observe the interior of the orphanage.

The house and floors weren't new, but they were kept very clean.

The children's clothes are the same.

It was simple, washed white, and exuded a refreshing soapberry scent.

On the outer wall of the dormitory, there is an inscription of a Latin proverb.

"Truth is light, and light endures forever."

(Lux vera est, et lux sola manet.)

Most of the children had smiles on their faces and healthy skin.

Not afraid of strangers, she kept staring at Xia En.

It's clear that this orphanage isn't wealthy, but the owners are very dedicated.

However, Shane thought of Edward, Shay's brother.

In his memory, Shay had never mentioned his brother.

So, where did Edward go after that?

"Big brother, are you here to adopt us?"

The little girl who had just complained opened her eyes wide and asked a question out of curiosity.

Xia En nodded: "Yes."

Having decided to take on the role of adoptive parent, one must naturally see it through to the end.

"So, do you want to adopt Shay and Edward?"

The little girl counted on her fingers and said in a clear voice, "Edward is very smart and handsome. Lots of people come wanting to adopt him!"

"But he said he had to stay with his younger brother, and if they were to leave, they had to go together, which is why he's still here."

"I see..."

Xia En didn't find it strange.

Raising one child versus two children places drastically different pressures on a family.

Not to mention, Shay looks small and timid, which may deter some potential adopters.

Shane waited patiently for a while, but found that Sister Maria had not returned.

Meanwhile, the sky darkened without anyone noticing.

An ominous premonition welled up in my mind.

Xia En hesitated for a moment, then walked toward the room the nun had just entered.

Push open the door.

Suddenly, a wave of heat swept over, accompanied by the smell of something burning.

Almost at the same time.

The sound of children crying came from outside the door.

"Fire! Fire! Run!"

Xia En glanced at it out of the corner of his eye.

The courtyard, which had been peaceful and serene just moments before, was suddenly engulfed in flames, with thick smoke billowing upwards.

In reality, this is almost impossible.

But this is a dream.

In dreams, anything is possible.

Xia En composed himself and looked back at what was in front of him.

The firelight licked at everything inside the house, and thick smoke, like a black beast, swallowed the corridor whole.

The children's hand-drawn pictures on the wall are painfully curled and charred.

In the end, it turned into flying ashes.

At the end of the corridor, a small figure stumbled and ran towards them.

It's Shay.

He ran while crying.

Upon seeing Xia En, he immediately pleaded as if he were a drowning man grasping at a straw.

"Sir! Please save my brother! Sister Maria, she..."

"What's wrong with the nun?"

Before he could finish speaking...

A heavy, strange breathing came from beside me.

He looked up, and a human figure staggered out from the crimson.

She didn't care that her clothes were burning, or that her flesh was being charred; she simply dragged her battered body and slowly approached from the depths of the flames.

The nun's gentle features still lingered on her face.

Even though they are dead, they are unwilling to rest in peace and wander the world like a ghost.

That posture instantly reminded Xia En of a certain kind of being—

The living dead!!