Chapter 232— The Nightmare!

Something was calling me.

I was standing in the forest, barefoot, staring blankly at the vast landscape ahead of me.

The cold earth pressed against the soles of my feet, damp grass brushing my ankles as a quiet wind drifted through the trees.

I was breathing, but even that felt extremely wrong. Like something I was not supposed to be doing.

The air smelled like pine and wet soil. The moon hung high above the forest, silver and enormous, bathing everything in ...