Bab 1064: Blue Dragon

Arthur had a long dream for the first time. This dream seemed to resonate with the voices of wrath. Every wrathful voice had a story full of injustice, either by the gods or humans. Their emotions poured into Arthur like a basin being filled with water.

"No more..." muttered Arthur in his dream as he stretched for eternity. In the midst of the burning hell, Arthur felt a cool breeze wash over him. As he turned around, he saw a giant dragon created solely from water. Its blue eyes were full of intelligence as they stared down at him.

"Time to wake up, Arthur Silvera," muttered the being as Arthur felt his consciousness jolt as his eyes snapped open. He awakened in the middle of a blue room, warm and full to the brim with books. The sound of turning pages came from the far end, where the old man, Azkahar, sat.

"You spoke to me in my dream," said Arthur with confusion as he touched his face. "How long have I been unconscious for?"