Chapter 150

In the dust that settles at the end of the world, where the only light is the dimness of the dawn, an endless army fights. Magic against teeth. Magic against flesh. The magic has corrupted the leftovers of souls. In the very same dream, a dream within a dream, two small girls, ponytails swaying to their running forms, they sit cross-legged in the field when tired, climb trees like it's the easiest thing to do. Their parents are nowhere to be seen. But they have no care of going supervised or unsupervised. They both look new at this friendship, tentative smiles, offering each other big pieces of food instead of fighting over one, that'd come but much much later.

In a dream state like this, Vanessa trained herself to be aware. She knows the story is limitless, nothing but an implant for him to explore her mind. There is a reason her wolf is cross with her. The shield animals naturally build, especially shapeshifters is not only to provide dead ends to external simulation, it is also so