Does the Pedalian family know Roxie helped him escape? They should right?
I see. That makes sense. I was thinking there is little way they wouldn’t know although I would enjoy something from their POV to see their thoughts. They’re kind of endangering her right now and it would be interesting to read. I read spoilers Sylvia likes her and supports their relationship and asks for them to have kids, but that’s so far off from where we are now. Does Sylvia show her favor any time soon? Or do they keep their cold war appearance until the Agriche fall?
Him: “I should have been more observant in my dream”
The general population: “I can’t remember what I dreamt”
Paralysis demon: “are you sure about that?”
Yes, me too. That’s why I don’t trust them lol my family often asks me what I dreamt of last cuz it’s usually very detailed and interesting. But the penchant for my dreams is 1) I am always chased and 2) I always die. I very rarely survive in my dreams and if I do, it’s not easy. Normally someone else has to be sacrificed or my dream may repeatedly “rewind” after I die and make me redo the scenes. It can take multiple times. For example last week I dreamt I was stuck in an elevator. It took about 8 tries for me to finally leave that scene because a freaking velociraptor kept reaching in and tearing me apart. It was a huge struggle because they were too heavy to push and the doors close too slowly. So I had to resign myself to being eaten alive until suddenly a woman was in front of me and i could push her out first to preserve my life. That’s another penchant for my dreams, I always make selfish decisions and willingly sacrifice another, especially if it comes to dying alone. I also do not discriminate in who dies with me. Once I got out of the elevator however the nightmare just continued to me being chased down a dark hallway. Although I can’t really control it, like how my dream ends I mean. Nor do I ever dream of people I know. If I do they’re people I haven’t seen in many years and they’re only there very briefly. Or I mention them like “oh this person…” and it’s a very fleeting thought without me actually seeing them. Sexual relations are also rare in my dreams, although I may very rarely have some sort of partner. More interestingly if I do not die by someone else or an accident, I have committed suicide in my dreams before. Most of my dreams are nightmares that are physically painful, so I wake up a sweaty mess. Actually, from a young age, I’ve had this one reoccurring nightmare. It never changes. As I got older I saw it less, but it never truly left and it’s one of the most vivid sights I’ve ever seen.
Yes. If I have a dream there’s probably an 80% chance that it’s actually a nightmare. Since we dream unconsciously and forget when we wake, the ones I do remember are not pretty. If I broke those nightmares down I probably die 70% of the time, 10% I almost die and wake up, and the rest I nearly survive by sacrificing someone else or it’s out of sheer luck. The most often cause of my death is murder (could be a person, demon, even a dinosaur as I stated), followed by an accidental death (such as drowning, arson, falling from a cliff), and lastly is suicide. In my dreams I only take this option when there is truly nothing else left for me to do. As I mentioned, I am selfish in my dreams. There have been times I have tried to encourage others to do the same and convince them it is an act of mercy. While I do believe that is the case in my conscious state (meaning I rather die by my own hands peacefully than being tortured), I truly believe it’s not that valiant. I’m just too scared to die alone. So I attempt to take whoever is around down with me in a similar fashion. It is very toxic. As I stated earlier as well, I do not discriminate in my dreams. Women, children, it is collateral. I will always choose myself and then choose to take them as well. Which is quite interesting, because I’m not necessarily scared of dying. I just don’t want to suffer. If you mean my childhood nightmare, then yes. It still occasionally appears. It was disturbing because for me, as a child, it seemed the people in the dream were actually older than they were in real life. This is the only dream I really have with people I know. But most notably, my mother is there, except aged. As a child it was terrifying not to recognize someone but know who they are. Now, it is even more terrifying because my mother actually died when I was 16 in a similar fashion to my dream. So she would be at an age she never actually made it to. So now it is terrifying to look at something that should have been, but can never be. It’s almost as if I’m constantly spectating her death, except unlike in real life, I die alongside her. If that makes sense.










If the uke wasn’t so hot I really wouldn’t be here. Like yikes. Making blondie over here look good and half the readers were complaining he was creepy last ch LOL