220 THE FROZEN SOUL'S DREAM

THE FROZEN SOUL'S DREAM

I had a dream.

I am supposed to be sleeping for all eternity, so naturally, I am able to dream. Unlike when I'm still a mortal, my dreams as the Frozen Soul is clearer. There are no weird druggy hallucinations whatsoever. In fact, it feels so real. I can feel pain like I'm still human.

I'm in white nothingness, praying at the center of this empty world. I can only hear my own voice on this realm.

At the horizon is a single black dot. That dot slowly grew larger as flames started to burn the white nothingness surrounding it. It looks like it is consuming the fragments of this dimension little by little.

It was then when I realized that it is a Gate. The dot has become a portal to another side that has pure black emptiness.

A silhouette of a man appeared behind the Black Gate.

"Tiara?" It was a familiar voice I'm longing to hear.

"...Rikkun?" I muttered. I closed my eyes and shook my head. This is just a dream, so I should stop fantasizing.