Kapitel 540: Fever of a Dream

In the midst of his dreams, he found himself in a familiar, shadow-filled plane. 

"Hey, Astraeus," he yawned out, rubbing his eyes without first even seeing the appearance of the man. 

Following the call of his name, the tall man dressed in all-black butler attire manifested, placing his hand over his chest and bowing. 

"Greetings, Master," Astraeus said. 

It wasn't an uncommon occurrence to find himself in the unknown darkness of the dreamy abyss, always meeting with his contracted familiar each time. 

Over the last couple years, my connection with Astraeus has grown strong. I've only told a few people about him…it's something I'd prefer to keep under wraps until I fully understand it myself. This doesn't feel very "traditional" or "normal", I guess. Just something I have to figure out for myself, he thought. 

"You're under quite some amount of stress."