[BL] Daily Disposable Persona

112: Little Majesty 03

MU was in an uproar.

When Cthulhu pulled the Earth into his dream, MU wasn't affected, because it was located in the outskirts of the Dreamlands.

And because it wasn't affected, Miskatonic University's investigators were rattled.

Imagine how it would feel if you were in a hurry to get to class and suddenly looked up to see the Earth floating in the sky above you?

This was the exact scene that MU students witnessed.

The university immediately held an emergency meeting for all students and professors.

Everyone was horrified to discover the Gate of Truth was no longer operational.

The Gate of Truth connected reality with the world of dreams. It was set to the space-time coordinates of Earth.

But the Earth had been pulled into the Dreamlands. The destination coordinates were now empty, and the Gate of Truth couldn't resolve its terminus. Naturally, the gate couldn't open.

"If the Gate of Truth doesn't work, what should we do?"

In the conference room, investigators tried various methods to contact Earth.

But whether it was mobile communications or more old-fashioned methods, every attempt failed, one after the other.

MU had become an isolated island, unable to contact the outside world and unable to be contacted.

Of course, none of the investigators considered another possibility, that the outside world wasn't even trying to contact them.

The professors and students were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, trying desperately to think of countermeasures. Members of the Spire Council were among them.

"What about the vice chancellor?"

In the midst of the chaos, everyone gathered in the auditorium, and eventually someone noticed that Paracelsus, the man who was normally in charge of the entire university's affairs, had gone missing.

"I haven't seen him... Strange, Professor Domilian and several other professors are absent, too."

A member of the Spire Council cut in. "His Excellency Paracelsus led a team to the South Pacific to explore the abnormal phenomena there. Several professors joined him as members of his team."

The councilor was just as anxious as everyone else.

Paracelsus had made thorough preparations, and he certainly wouldn't leave himself without a backup. He'd sent almost all of the elite members of the R'lyeh sect to Pohnpei Island, but he'd stationed a few members of his inner circle at MU. If there was any trouble, these individuals would keep him informed.

This particular Spire Council member was one of the elite infiltrators who belonged to the R'lyeh sect, but from the time R'lyeh reappeared in the South Pacific to when the Lord of R'lyeh dragged the world into his dream, to Zong Yan's final counterattack, barely ten minutes had passed. Even if Paracelsus wanted to, he didn't have any time to pass on information explaining what had happened.

So right now the councilor had no idea what was going on.

'We're all faithful believers of our Lord, and we've felt our Lord's call in our dreams. Even if the world were dragged into the Lord of R'lyeh's dream, the members of our sect would be fine, right?'

But it now appeared that the Earth had been pulled into the Dreamlands. The councilor was a senior believer of Cthulhu's sect. He was well aware that his Lord liked to pull people into dreams, but the evil god didn't have much to do with the actual Dreamlands. He had limited ability to manipulate it.