The Great Dream God

Edward's face was expressionless, his eyes were empty and cold, as if he had lost his soul. He seemed to have fallen into a state of madness, unable to extricate himself. His voice was low and hoarse, like the voice of a demon from hell: "This is fate, I can't resist it." There was no emotion in his words, only a cold sense of fate.

In this bloody scene, time seemed to have stopped, and only death and despair continued to spread. The black-robed man was filled with endless pain and confusion. He didn't understand why fate was so cruel and why Edward became such a cold-blooded murderer. His heart was gradually broken in this endless pain, as if he could no longer see any light of hope.

At this moment, Meng Jin's voice rang in the black-robed man's ears: "This is the power of nightmares, which makes you feel endless fear and despair."

The man in black robe shouted angrily: "Meng Jin, you devil, I will make you pay the price!"

Meng Jin sneered: "You should hate Edward!"

The anger on the black-robed man's face instantly subsided, as if he had fallen into a dream. He looked dazed and said, "You're right, I should hate Edward!"

On the other side, Edward was also struggling in a nightmare. He saw his relatives falling in front of him one by one, and his heart was filled with pain and regret.

"This is not what I wanted!" Edward cried desperately, "This is all wrong!"

However, the power of the nightmare prevented him from stopping his actions, and he could only watch his hands being stained with the blood of his loved ones.

"Why? Why is this happening?" Edward's voice was filled with pain and confusion.

When the man in black and Edward woke up from the nightmare, their eyes were filled with fear and exhaustion.

Meng Jin looked at them and said coldly: "This is just the beginning, your nightmare has just begun..."

In a deep, dark and damp corner, a man in black robe huddled alone, his body trembling slightly. The surrounding was filled with a haze of despair, like an invisible black hole that could ruthlessly devour all hope of life until it disappeared without a trace.

"When will this endless pain end..." The man in black robe whispered softly, his voice full of helplessness and despair, like fallen leaves drifting in the cold wind of late autumn, lonely and desolate. His eyes became empty as ashes, as if his soul had been cruelly stripped away, leaving only a lifeless body, lingering in this cold world.

At this moment, a mysterious and subtle voice sounded quietly in his ears: "No one in the world can truly understand your pain."

The black-robed man slowly raised his head, a trace of confusion and doubt flashed in his eyes: "Who are you? Why do you claim to know my pain?"

The mysterious voice slowly replied: "I am a silent witness of this dark world. I feel every bit of your pain."

The black-robed man heard this and smiled bitterly: "I feel the same? How can you truly understand the despair deep in my heart? The cries of pain kept echoing in my ears, like an extremely sharp blade, stabbing my heart again and again until it was riddled with holes."

The mysterious voice was silent for a moment, and then said: "Perhaps, you can try to let go of the heavy shackles of the past and pursue the new light of hope."

The black-robed man just shook his head, his eyes full of despair and helplessness: "Let go? These two words sound easy to say, but my past is like a terrible nightmare, tightly wrapped around me, making me feel like I'm trapped in a bottomless abyss, unable to break free."

In another distant world, Edward was also immersed in his own nightmare.

"Where am I? Why am I here?" Edward looked around anxiously, only to find himself in a dark and cold unknown world. Thick fog filled the air, like a heavy curtain that surrounded him tightly, blurring the road ahead, like a lonely soul lost in the dark abyss.

"I want to escape from here! I want to break free from this terrible bondage!" Edward tried to run forward with all his might, but the fog was like a huge and tough net that bound him tightly in it, making his efforts in vain and unable to break free from this endless predicament.

Just when Edward was feeling desperate, a gloomy and terrifying voice sounded in his ears like a ghost: "This is your nightmare, you are doomed to be unable to escape..."

Edward was trembling all over, his voice full of fear and confusion: "Who are you? Why do you want to trap me here?"

The eerie voice sneered, like a cold wind in the cold night, making people shudder: "I am the fear hidden deep in your heart. You will never be able to get rid of me."

Edward gritted his teeth and said firmly: "I will never be defeated by you! I must find a way to leave!"

"Haha, then just give it a try!" The sinister voice was full of sarcasm and disdain.

Edward struggled to move forward in the fog, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead like raindrops, flickering a faint and strange light in the darkness, as if reflecting the fear in his heart. The sweat wet his face, making his already exhausted face look even more haggard.

"I must leave here alive!" Edward shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice sounding particularly outrageous in the silent darkness.

At this time, in the black-robed man’s dream, he was still having a conversation with the mysterious voice.

Man in black robe: "Hope? This word has become strange and distant to me. I have long forgotten its true meaning."

Mysterious voice: "As long as you have a desire in your heart, the dawn of hope will always come inadvertently."

The man in black robes: "But I have already endured too much pain and suffering. I feel that my mind is on the verge of collapse and I can no longer bear any more pain."

Mysterious Voice: "Pain is certainly an inevitable part of life's journey, but it is by no means the whole of life."

In Edward's nightmare world, time seemed to have lost its original meaning and became unreal and blurred. Edward felt as if he had been trapped in this terrible dream for a long time, so long that he almost forgot the existence of the real world.

"I seem to have been wandering in this endless nightmare for my entire life..." Edward's voice was filled with endless fatigue and despair, as if his soul had been worn out by this nightmare.