Chapter 693: Dream Of The Forgotten

"Haaa..."

Neron's eyes looked open, even though they were closed.

It was late at night, and everyone was fast asleep—himself included. However, why were his eyes glowing green despite him being deeply asleep?

Why was he sweating buckets on his bed?

"Gh... ngh!" He grunted and groaned, twisting and turning on his bed.

There could only be one reason at this point... and it has to do with the dream he was having.

Or perhaps one could call it a nightmare...

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"Y-you killed all those people! They did nothing to deserve that!"

Neron was having a lucid dream.

He was aware of everything happening around him, and that nothing was real. Yet... he was watching these events play out like they were actualy happening in reality.

He could see everything from the perfect angle, as he watched an exchange between two people. They were arguing.

The landscape was grey and dark, and everything looked blurry. Neron took in this scene with keen observation and a bit of confusion.