Waking Up
Wu Jian was confused. The last thing he remembered was attempting to use Teleportation to escape from Blonde’s powerful technique, but they were nowhere to be seen now. Instead, he stood in a room that he would have recognized anywhere. It was his old bedroom that he had grown up in.
This must be a dream, right? I have to be dreaming.
Wu Jian had dreams like this before, though few were so vivid. Wait. Maybe the dream had been what he experienced before and he had just woken up? Perhaps everything he had been through so far, the Wu Clan’s destruction, the battle against Blonde and Black, all of it had just been on massive dream.
I won’t get anything if I just stand here.