Chapter 22

Amidst the chaos and plot going on, there was only one man in the middle of all these. He only needed to fold his arms and watch as streams of things surface.

To some, he's the most merciful and to some he's a monster. He could only care less as he's more powerful than any creature out there.

Slyvester stood at the rooftop watching as petals of water poured as he awaited his message. Smiling, he knew Anna wouldn't remember him more than when she woke up.

And he doesn't mind. He's going to bring her to his side slowly but sure. Right now, he only needs to continue to penetrate her dream to bring her to his realm.

He has done it once and can still do it again. Fear is real, and he intends to build that sense of fear in her. Fear of the unknown. Fear of what awaits her in his kingdom as she takes her rightful place right by his side.

Sensing someone seeking entrance, he stretched his hand to open a portal. Soon, Philips appeared before him.

"Your honour." He knelt on one knee in respect.