"Long time no see, Jon. Do you miss me like before?"
In his dream, the voice that rang in his ears was clear and warm.
One of Jon's hands was stretched out in front of him, holding a cup of coffee. Obviously, he was sitting in a coffee shop.
The person in front of him had a face that he was very familiar with. He had seen it many times in his memory.
There seemed to be some deviation in his memory. The image that appeared this time was particularly clear, and the most important thing was that he was now in a dream.
"Yes, I've been looking for you. Where are you?"
He couldn't help but say. The feeling of closeness seemed to spread from the bottom of his heart to the whole body. He didn't have any defense against the person in front of him.
What's more, he seemed to have an attitude of obedience.
"You can't find me now because your memory hasn't fully awakened. But we still have a little time. The stronger you are, the more memory you will recover. When the time comes, we will meet again. Don't worry."
"I've already done so many things in this world. Am I still not strong enough?
Or do you need me to become a god before I can see you?
Are you a god that exists in this world? "
"Maybe you don't have to use such insulting words to describe me, but in any case, your guess is quite close.
There's no point in telling you this now. After you wake up, you won't remember asking me these questions.
When you grow up, all the problems will be solved, and you will know why you are in this world.
And why I chose you. "
"I don't need an answer. You seem to be mistaken about one thing. I have never been a person who needs an answer. I often do things based on my own instincts.
Many times, what I choose may not be right, and there may not be a reason for it. It is very likely that I just want to choose.
So, now I want to hear it. "
"But I don't want to say it. Some things are meaningless to say. You should know this. Saying it will only cause you … Maybe it won't cause any trouble for you now, but it won't be good for you and me in the future."
The situation in the cafe suddenly became awkward. The surrounding people suddenly disappeared in an instant and were nowhere to be seen.
"If you're really the one behind this, you should know what I'm doing right now, right?"
"Of course. Oh, we can still talk about this. I think your idea is very good. If you take it back, it can be used as an example for our restorers. But you can solve this matter yourself later. I won't make any decisions for you."
Some very strange words appeared in his words, such as repairman and example.
Jon didn't know what the repairman he was referring to was trying to fix, but he could tell that there was a huge organization behind this person.
Judging from his current state in the dream, this person should have been his colleague before.
At the very least, they were on the same side.
Otherwise, this situation would not have happened. The two of them could sit quietly together and drink coffee instead of being at each other's throats. After all, this was his own dream.
How could a powerful Wizard lose control of his own dreams?
If the Wizard couldn't control his own dreams, it meant that something very dangerous had happened.
However, the person in front of him made him not want to have a conflict with him from the bottom of his heart. This was very strange, but there were always many strange things happening in dreams. Even Jon didn't realize this.
This was the really scary thing.
There was always someone better than him. Chown had never thought that he was the strongest person in this world, not to mention that there were other worlds beyond this world. Even if he successfully left this world, he would only have accomplished a small goal. The real journey had just begun.
"Or have you ever thought that everything you face is actually not a problem brought to you by this world, but a problem you chose yourself?"
The man sitting opposite him shook the cup in his hand. In a short moment, the cup had changed from a coffee cup to a red wine cup.
My own choice …
Could it be that I chose this kind of life?
Did I choose this world and become what I am now?
So my memories of the previous world and those of my family were all fake. And the saddest thing was that these things were planted in my mind by myself? Am I right? Am I right? Am I right?
"I don't think it's good for us to think about these things. Maybe you can think about it a little bit more, because if you continue to think so stubbornly, it's very likely that this dream will collapse. Believe me, it's definitely not a good experience. The power that my projection left here is too weak to resist the collapse of your dream."
"Your projection?"
"Sorry, I forgot that you don't know anything now. But it doesn't matter. You will know soon. When you know, you will remember what I said to you today. You will have a happy experience. It's a pity that I can't really feel your astonishment."
What an unreliable person.
"All in all, the power that I left behind is too weak. Perhaps this power is very strong for the people in this world, but for you, this power is not very strong.
Because you may not realize that your power from the beginning to the end is not because of how hard you work, but because you were born with this power.
Just like this world, your power has entered a period of weakness, but in this current moment, the period of weakness has already ended, and your power is constantly recovering, which is why these memories appeared in your mind. "
"You know that I will try to remember our conversation, right?"
"Of course, at least as your best … friend, I understand this habit of yours, but how much you can remember is up to you.
As I said before, what I left here is just a projection. Even the me you see now is not even a projection, it's just a part of your memory.
How you deal with this matter has nothing to do with me, because it's all your business.
Like I said before, the situation you are facing now is your own choice, not my arrangement. So these things only concern you from the beginning to the end. As for me, what I want to do will not be limited to here. "
Deliberately mystifying?
Jon narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the person in front of him.
This person was so clear in his memory, but when he stared at his face with all his strength, he still couldn't see his face clearly.
What a strange thing.
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