Vampire: World of Blood-Chapter 137: Dreams That Never Die V (Finale)

"Then, how do I begin?"

Merciless inquired, his gaze fixed on the seven dream fragments floating before him, each shimmering with a unique, ethereal glow that reflected the essence of their original dreamers.

"Ah, ’tis quite simple, my dearest."

Silk responded, her voice conveying an undertone of both knowledge and appeal; for a brief moment, Silk reminded Merciless of Le Fay, with the way she addressed him as dear. In any case, his thoughts quickly drifted to something else before he returned to listening.

"To assimilate these fragments, all thou must do is shatter them. Once broken, they shall merge with thy inner world, infusing it with their unique properties. The process shall be swift, and the transformation, immediate."

Silk spoke, prompting Merciless to nod, a flash of purpose in his eyes as he grabbed the fragments tighter. His claws ensnared over them briefly, sensing the latent energy pulsing within. And soon after, without hesitation, he tightened his fist and shattered all seven fragments at once.

naturally, the sound of cracking could be heard, till eventually, they began to break apart within his hand.

Merciless felt a burst of strength as the fragments split, flooding his senses. The world around him appeared to ripple and warp as the fragments’ energies merged with his own. He could feel them seeping deep into his core, blending with his essence and altering his inner world in ways he had never imagined.

The changes were exactly as Silk stated, they were immediate and profound.

His inner world, which was before an expansive landscape of whirling chaos and flickering shadows, began to stabilize. The darkness receded in some areas but remained a pervasive backdrop, casting a twilight hue over the entire realm.

The celestial tree they stood before grew larger, its branches spreading out like a sheltering canopy. Each leaf glowed with a delicate, unearthly light, creating a tranquil yet vigilant presence that permeated the entire realm.

In one corner of this changed inner world, a murky ocean appeared, its depths lighted by the faint glow of bioluminescent organisms and the eerie songs of ancient sea monsters. The sky above this area was a deep, starless emptiness, heightening the feeling of remoteness and hopelessness. The ocean functioned as both a peaceful refuge and a formidable barrier, with its waters capable of calling for an army of sea monsters to defend the realm if necessary.

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A twisted forest stretched across the water, its trees grotesquely bent and clothed with sickly green and black leaves. The air was heavy with a sickening, malicious force that created discomfort and chaos. The ground was uneven and dotted with pulsating, corrupted vegetation.

The black, whirling mass of storm clouds over this forest, which differed from the main one that stretched vastly across this world, along with the foul energy, acted as a tremendous deterrent to visitors, changing their perception and sense of direction.

Meanwhile in the east of this world in a more distant corner, A volcanic wasteland spread forth, with streaming rivers of molten lava and ash-covered skies. The burning landscape was a vibrant display of crimson and gold, with strong heat emanating from the molten rock. The sky was constantly ablaze, with swirling red and orange hues casting a terrible glare over the landscape.

This location served as a dangerous barrier, with severe temperatures and lava flows rendering it practically impassable. The recurrent volcanic eruptions provided an active defense mechanism, prohibiting illegal invasion.

Going even further into the distance.

A vast, eerie void filled with countless eyes occupied another significant portion of the inner world. These eyes, shimmering with silver and violet hues, blinked in unison, watching every movement.

The sky in this region was a dark, oppressive shroud, occasionally pierced by the flash of the eyes’ gaze. From those clouds, a constant flux of eyes emerge raining down on the world below as the eyes float traversing into different sections of the Inner world.

These eyes were designed to induce a sense of perpetual exposure and paranoia, making it an effective psychological defense against unwanted visitors. Merciless can also see and use them as a conduit to explore the foreign inner worlds as well if he so chooses to.

They were essentially huge drones, some the size of a tiny bird of prey, others the size of large skyscrapers, with a few well above the blackness from which they sprang, peering down, each the size of a large star within the enigmatic void.

A labyrinthine garden appeared further into the realm, complete with blood-red roses and razor-sharp thorns. The ground was a lush, deceiving paradise, with each stride through the blossoming vegetation producing a sting from the thorns. The air was infused with the aromas of flowers and blood, creating a hauntingly beautiful yet horrific ambiance.

The sky above this garden was soft twilight, casting a melancholy light on the twisted terrain. The garden represents the intricate interaction of pleasure and agony, acting as a physical and emotional barrier.

The thorns were not only physically damaging but were also laced with subtle enchantments that made those who approached extremely attracted to them and once you get close enough these torn will ensnare you from every direction, trapping you in a dream within a dream as they eat the ensnare to nothing but hollow of their former self.

Going as far as to infect the inner world using the invader as a conduit to invade upon their own domain.

But going in further with Merciless’s inner world.

A cold, mechanical landscape dominated another part of the inner world, where massive gears and ticking clocks created a mesmerizing yet unsettling atmosphere.

The rhythmic sound of gears turning and clocks ticking was constant, and the sky here was a dark expanse filled with the occasional glint of metal and cold, metallic light. This realm represented the relentless passage of time, with its mechanical precision serving as a constant reminder of the inevitable.

Once someone arrives here, they will be trapped in a time loop of the worst moment in their life, and they will live that moment indefinitely. What makes this terrifying is that it is instant, and the only way to escape is to have time-related powers or immunity to base powers because the power of this area is conditional; simply entering this place is enough to imprison one within.

Finally, the last fragment which was not stated, for it was not a dream, but rather a tragic memory of a woman who had become a vampire. However, even this awful memory became a source of power for Merciless.

How this manifest was different from the other six, for what came to be was a small village not too far from the celestial tree. There were simple huts, and small hills forms in the distance, at first glance nothing was wrong with this village at first glance. But it was on top of the highest of hill of the village, that stood out.

Before Merciless was a massive wooden stake with a mummified body strapped to it, as well as numerous talismans etched in blood red in a language he had never seen before. And a crown of golden thorns adorned the finger heads, while blonde hair protruded from the bandages.

The physique was thick and curvaceous, but Merciless noticed that this woman, like silk, was tall, perhaps not as tall as silk, but easily above 9 feet. The woman was tightly fastened to the stake with blazing barbs, and numerous large seven-branch swords were thrust through different parts of her torso.

But curiously, all life around her shriveled and died, as if simply being near her induced both death and enchantment; strangely enough, she had a weird allure and attraction to her, despite her ominous environment, to the point that being too close to her, nay just looking at her, would cause one to willingly towards her.

This effect was so strong, that even the newly born Eye monsters of Merciless were drawn to her like a moth to flame, and as soon they went within 10 meters of her, their life force began to dwindle to the point where they resembled dry prunes, as the life force seeped into her being, causing the eyes creature to die.

When Merciless looked at these vivid changes his first initial reaction was as follows.

"Hmm, this world looks more alive than it did before, but if anything, it’s a different version of hell, all these new additions and their effects are sadistic as fuck. Although one of them is kind of strange, I understand what all of these fresh new locations within my inner world do, but that last one is just so hazy to me; where the hell did you get that one Silk?"

Merciless asked to which Silk replied.

"Hmm, as I traversed the dreamscapes, I uncovered one fragment locked deep within the dreams of a woman. It is curious, for she, much like yourself, harbors a vast reservoir of memories. Her inner world is the most formidable among those I have pilfered from."

"Her entire mindscape is an intricate labyrinth of memories from countless individuals. I must confess, that navigating such a complex web took considerable effort. In the end, I retrieved this particular fragment more by chance than by design if I am being honest with thou."

Silk confessed, as she too looked at the bizarre corpse, that memory was a tragic one from what Merciless had seen himself.

"Is that so, how curious, maybe someone has something similar to my memory acquisition."

Announced Merciless as he began to ponder deeper about it, however before Merciless could think further a sudden sensation tugged at his mind.

And the moment he felt this, he said out aloud.

"Damn, it would seem my time here for the night has come to an end, I am waking up."

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