Chapter 16

Living with a cub and a dog. Was I always like this? A guy into bestiality.

No!!! I am not. But situation has forced my hands. Besides, Hazel has her uses. A bear cub or two won't hurt.

Still, I am kinda uneasy. Because the bear cub has been too clingy.

I am currently in the bath with the cub and Hazel.

The bath is small. Two was already pushing it. Now another one. This is cramped.

And here I am. Waking up and finding Hazel beside me and the bear cub above.

When the hell did I eat dinner and fall asleep?

I remember taking a bath and then I don't remember. Did I black out? But I clearly see the dishes washed and I am in my sleepwear.

What happened? I try to remember. But nothing came up. I am drawing a blank.

It's morning. But where did my memories of those few hours go?

I don't remember. But I am feeling weird. I am getting sleepy again.

Well, I don't have work anyway. So I lay down and fall asleep again.

For the past few days, I have been losing my consciousness. I don't remember how or why but I would always find myself asleep on the bed with Hazel beside me and the cub over me.

Am I stuck in a dream? But then, how long is this dream? I clearly feel time passing.

So, I am investigating today. I have to maximize my willpower.

And here I am. Waking up and getting the urge to sleep as soon as I can.

But I don't. If I lay back then I am going to fall asleep again.

And I resist the urge. It is really difficult but I certainly resisted.

I get down from bed. Hazel is still asleep and the cub is sleeping with her.

I get ready and leave. I have been trapped here for who knows how long. I need to check things out.

I leave my room only to find another bizarre scene.

The town is fully restored. I am seeing humans. The humans should be dead but they are walking.

Not like zombies or something but real humans.

Why is this happening? Is it a nightmare? I have to check more.

I go to the garage to get my bike. But it isn't there. Did I go back in time?

No. Hazel and the cub is with me. I didn't go back in time. But then, why isn't the bike here?

I ponder about that while walking to my parents' place.

It took 20 minutes to arrive. I hurried there. And I see them. I have already checked things on my way.

All the dead humans are alive. They are moving and walking.

I really am in a dream. But it'll be good not to appear in front of them.

Now that I mention it, no one has been giving me weird looks.

I was infamous so almost everyone knew of me. But they didn't notice me. Like I am not there.

But I can touch things like normal. So let test out this theory.

I go inside. I see dad reading a newspaper on his chair.

I try calling him.

"Dad."

But he didn't notice. I try to touch him. But my hand passed through him. Like a projection, I phased through him.

So either I don't exist or they don't exist. It's a simple conclusion.

It doesn't take a genius to understand this. Why do people make such a mess of these things is completely unknown to me?

So I know that all of this is fake. But I could touch Hazel and the cub. So I am not the projection.

Then why am I seeing this? Then I look at the date.

It's that day. The day when everything was over and the beginning of my new story.

It's still morning. So the attack should start in a few hours. I should wait or witness the attack for myself.

I still have to see it for myself. So let's pass the time.

I spend the next few hours roaming around. Everything is recreated with creepy accuracy.

Even I am thinking that how am I dreaming something so accurately?

And the attack began. And it ended. Nothing too elaborate.

A beam of light piercing through every human. Avoiding objects and clearly aiming for human, it finished its attack.

I tried to stand between a beam but it phased through me.

Then Hazel and the cub are okay as well.

And now I am standing at the same place as before. Where I discovered the scene of destruction.

I guess this is a recap. Of the previous events and my memories of them.

Funnily enough, I don't feel anything. Nor grief nor fear nor anger or hatred or vengeance. I feel nothing.

I should go back. It's already afternoon.

So I hurry back to my home and I arrived. Then I noticed that my bike is back.

What?!! I finished my journey to the capital and came back already.

I enter the door and find something even more weird than before.

I find a woman. Nice face and a busty body. But there was a tail sticking out of her butt and two ears that looked like dog ears.

"Welcome home, master." She said and bowed.

"I'm home!!!!" I tilt my head and answer.

Then a little girl came.

"Papa, you are home." She said and buried her face in my stomach.

She is a little girl. Maybe five or six at best. She has round ears on her head and I see a ball of wool sticking to her butt.

Is that bear ears and tail? I am confused.

"Hazel, is that you?"

"Yes, master. This is Hazel. Your partner and maid."

Wait wait. I knew I was dreaming but this is too much.

I am not the kind of guy who would lust after a dog and a little bear, right?

Or did my fantasies affect my dreams?

Anyway, I straight go to sleep. I have already lost sight of reality. So it's gonna be hard to separate dream from reality.

And I wake up again. This time, Hazel is beside me and the cub is over me.

I get off and look outside the window. Everything is the same as before.

Destroyed and no living creatures.

Am I really back? When I was thinking that, I saw something strange.

The gun and the staff that I stole are shining.

Does that have something to do with my dream? I should try this out.