When the plot-skips players into the game world-Chapter 954 - 319 How Much I Love Him

Chapter 954: Chapter 319 How Much I Love Him

When Aleister woke up once again, she found herself in a place that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

The reason for the familiarity was because Aiwass often visited here… And as for the unfamiliarity, it was because Aleister had never reached this place before.

—This was none other than “Morgan’s Wonder House,” which Morgan had gifted to Aiwass.

When Aleister opened her eyes, she saw Isabel sitting by the bed, looking at her with a touch of surprise.

Aiwass had shown Isabel these two forms of herself before departing for the Holy Nation. That’s why Isabel could turn a blind eye to the romantic gossip about Aiwass and “Aleister”… It was also for this reason that Isabel immediately recognized Aleister’s identity.

“How come you’re only coming now… You haven’t come to visit me in your dreams for so many days. It’s already well into the night and you’re just now entering…”

Isabel murmured in quiet complaint, curiously stroking Aleister’s silky clean black hair that was as smooth as a wig, while also somewhat worriedly asked, “You weren’t drugged, were you? As a girl, you have to be careful when you’re out on your own.”

“…I actually didn’t drink any alcohol.”

Aleister unconsciously raised her head and gently rubbed it against Isabel’s palm, but she didn’t even realize this intimate gesture she made, just like instinctively bending down to avoid hitting one’s head on a low door frame.

She defended herself, “I was researching a mysterious item related to the Celestial Marshal… It’s just that it might have caused me to fall unconscious. But don’t worry, I still have someone who can protect me by my side.”

And with that, Aleister suddenly realized something, “Do you come here every night waiting for me?”

The ticket to enter Morgan’s Wonder House is to have a drink before going to sleep.

The reason why Aleister entered this place after losing consciousness was probably because she was overwhelmed by the bizarre holy liver she touched, which suddenly caused her to faint. The strong sensation of intoxication permeated her heart upon contact, and at this moment, she was likely in deep sleep.

Suddenly, Aleister felt Isabel’s stroking on her hair turn into a more forceful massaging. She obediently followed Isabel’s motions and made sounds that seemed to express pain: “Aiyah, aiyah…”

“You have the time to study that kind of thing, but you can’t come to see me.”

Isabel massaged Aleister’s temples with a hint of melancholy, whispering lowly, “I have accumulated a whole lot of things to tell you… For fear of getting excited and forgetting everything when I see you, I have to organize my thoughts after drinking every night. Now, I’ve already written several pages…”

“Wuuwuu…”

Aleister felt a little guilty for a moment, not knowing how to explain, so she could only make sounds that seemed to express pain, hoping that Her Majesty the Queen would feel a bit better.

But Isabel really didn’t have the heart to press hard on Aleister’s head—although Aleister might not feel it herself, Isabel, who is on the Path of Beauty, could distinctly perceive that Aleister was actually a part of Aiwass. It was like the relationship between a person and their reflection in the lake.

“…How should I address you?”

Isabel softly spoke, “Do I still call you Aiwass?”

“I am… Aleister. Aleister Crowley.”

Aleister stopped the possibly not very good acting and called out, silent for a short moment, still announcing her name.

That moment of hesitation was about whether she still counted as Aiwass.

But in the end, Aleister made a decision—regardless of whether she was Aiwass or not, she didn’t wish to become a substitute for Aiwass in front of Isabel. It would be unfair both to Isabel and to Aiwass. After all, she was merely a fleeting illusion, fuel thrown into the fire… That’s all.

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If Isabel were to develop feelings for her, it might make Isabel sad at the time of separation—even if it’s just a few months of keeping a pet, one would feel grief when the other passes away. Not to mention a living person with deep emotions.

And with Isabel’s personality, her sorrow might be even more uncontrollable.

The person who remembers and never forgets oneself only needs Aiwass to be sufficient.

This is what Aleister thought in her heart.

Thinking back now, this might very well be the fundamental motive for Aleister instinctively avoiding meeting Isabel—sleep is a very reasonable need in this world. Even though most Transcendents don’t have a hard requirement for sleep, everyone still needs to use “sleep” as a pathway to access the Dream Realm.

—As everyone knows, it’s quite difficult to dream without sleeping.

Hearing this, Isabel simply smiled mysteriously—unexpectedly, Aleister did not understand the meaning behind Isabel’s smile, and this caused her a bit of panic.

Isabel climbed onto the bed, and Aleister instinctively shrank back.

But she was quickly caught by Isabel, who embraced her from behind.

Feeling the hot breath from behind, Aleister felt a chill down her neck for a moment—yet at the same time, she also felt a sense of attachment and a familiar fondness.

The moment Aleister smelled the scent on Isabel’s body, her abdomen and tensed calves slowly relaxed. Despite her upper body still struggling a bit, it was as if she had no strength left to resist.

I am clearly supposed to be a fragment of the Path of Transcendence; why then…

Such a thought flashed through Aleister’s mind.

“Why are you so tense?”

Isabel whispered softly behind Aleister’s ear: “Aren’t you a girl? Isn’t it normal for girls to hug and cuddle each other?

“…Or do you still think of yourself as Aiwass? But if you were Aiwass, then why wouldn’t you dare to come close to me?”

“I…”

Aleister found herself at a loss for words.

But Isabel spoke out her thoughts: “Are you worried… that developing feelings for me would interfere with your integration? Are you worried about me being saddened by your departure?”

“…Indeed.”

Aleister fell silent for a long while before calmly responding: “In the end, I am but an illusion, fleeting. No one can remember me, my sole purpose of existence is to elevate Aiwass to a higher position.

“I am not exactly a part of Aiwass—because even if he leaves me, he still remains Aiwass. He has Aiwass’s appearance, Aiwass’s personality, Aiwass’s memories, and all that he is. Whereas my appearance is fake, my identity is fabricated, even this face is but a replacement for someone else, and I don’t even know her full name.

“So, there’s no need for you to interact too much with me, and I’m afraid I won’t have many interactions with you either. You don’t need to drink every day either; it is not good for your health. We can set aside some time… perhaps half a month or a month for each interaction? Just to handle important matters, I think the time will be sufficient.

“We can actually be more businesslike—tell me what needs to be handled, and if I can help you, I will think about it. But for truly important matters, I still have to relay them to Aiwass… after all, my thoughts are too transcendent, and many of the strategies I propose may instead harm you, harm Avalon…”

Aleister closed her eyes and suddenly uttered a disjointed, somewhat convoluted stream of thought.

However, Isabel just tilted her head and responded with a short half-sentence: “What are you afraid of?”

In an instant, Aleister fell silent.

She was quiet, as if she had fallen asleep.

The Path of Beauty’s perception of the human heart is much stronger in the Dream Realm than in the Material Realm. Because here, there are no confusions of acting and expression, no space for “lies” to exist. When Isabel came into contact with Aleister’s body, she could read all of Aleister’s emotions.

—Emotions can speak.

Like a perfect opera, you can generally understand the story being told even without understanding the language; an actor full of emotional tension doesn’t require you to understand what he’s saying to feel his heart.

And at this moment, Isabel felt a strong sense of loneliness and panic.

Aleister should have been immensely powerful because she is that half of Aiwass as a Transcender. Which means she could also summon that powerful Phantom Demon… able to effortlessly kill an Upper-Level Demon of the Fifth Power Level. Even if she’s not entirely invincible in this world, she should have few rivals.

Yet in contrast… the heart of Aleister was extremely fragile.

This was different from the Aiwass Isabel remembered.

“Since you say you are not Aiwass… could you listen to a story?”

Suddenly, Isabel murmured softly behind Aleister’s back: “About… how I fell in love with Aiwass.”

Aleister’s body involuntarily trembled for a moment.

And without waiting for her response, Isabel began: “Initially, in my memory… Aiwass was always composed, wise, knowledgeable, convincing. His soul was bright, his heart clear, never panic-stricken, fearful, furious, or enraged. It’s as if all despicable words could not be associated with him…

“Such a demeanor, more than that of mortals, resembled that of a god—a god to be revered from afar.”