When Sogo left the mountain, Sungmin was completely alone. His body was still heavy and his ears were plagued by noises. The nightmares were constant, and then Sungmin started to remember them as well.
They were unique. There was one that he was fighting with monsters and finally succumbed to his injuries. There was one where he wandered a labyrinth with a monster. Just running away, just falling, just getting tortured, there were many.
There was no pain in dreams. If someone said that to him, Sungmin would have slapped him hard.
Sungmin received pain in nightmares. It went away when he woke up, of course. Dreams were dreams, and reality was reality. But his memories still stayed the same. Nightmares didn't hurt less even when he knew that they were nightmares.
The hardest one was.
"You didn't change at all."
The meeting with Wijihoyun was a nightmare. 10 years passed, and they met in Tobes. Wijihoyun was... just as he expected.
But Sungmin didn't change at all. If Wijihoyun was what Sungmin expected, Sungmin wasn't what she expected.
"What did you do for 10 years?"
He answered. He did everything. He tried his hardest. But Wijihoyun wasn't convinced. She looked at Sungmin coldly.
"That was your limit," she muttered.
It wasn't physically painful, but the emotional pain was heavy. It was something that he was afraid of in real life. He felt horrified at his own weakness and uncertain future.
What if... that actually happened.
Fatigue Recovery. Mental cleansing. Magic was only just a short prevention method. It was impossible to completely overcome nightmares. And they continued.
He couldn't stop Sogo's death.
That dream.
It was horrible.
He wanted to stop it. He didn't know what happened in that dungeon. He wasn't there. But what was true was that in 7 years, Sogo went in there with Wijihoyun. And died.
Sungmin didn't think that WIjihoyun was a bad person. But she wasn't a good person either. She was neutral. Wijihoyun would kill without hesitation.
He didn't know what happened there. But most likely, WIjihoyun had no choice but to kill the others.
'I.'
Sungmin rubbed his headache. Mental Cleansing. Maybe his mind has gotten used to magic. Or the nightmares got stronger. His mind didn't get any better.
'He needed to be as strong as her.'
That couldn't be the answer. The answer... was to stop Sogo from entering. But Sungmin knew that not everything went how people thought it would. So he needed to prepare for the worse.
Not even to win against her. Just to stop Sogo's death. He only had 7 years.
Too short.
Summer came. The Cicadas started to cry. Sungmin couldn't hear them, but... he could see them in the trees. The noise in his ears could sound similar to their cries.
The cicada lives 10 years underground to become a full-grown cicada. Yes, even bugs used that much time to grow.
7 years. Isn't that a short time for a larva to grow into an adult? What could he do in 7 years? No, not what he could do. He had to.
The noise that he felt in the mountain was not quiet. His heavy body and terrible food were not comfortable. Nightmares made days longer. There was no one there. There could be more trainees coming in or trainees leaving, but he didn't care about them
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Possessing Nothing Novel (쥐뿔도 없는 회귀)
FantasyC-Class mercenary. Started as a no-class, possessing nothing. Thirteen years of survival in the depths of the ditches. Somehow, I've managed to return to the very beginning of my struggle, but... Disclaimer: I do not own this story. This is proper o...
