The Nightmare Begins
This isn’t meant to be read out of order. Make sure you read this story before the rest of Encore 8!
”—Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee!”
In a world of darkness where it was impossible to see your own fingers, a lone girl was cackling like an insane person.
She wasn’t smiling at anyone. The laughter was not hearty as it was in the case of joy or pleasure, nor as vicious as an expression of oppression or incitement.
She was the only one there that was still conscious in this world of darkness. There was no else laughing with her and there was no one there to be afraid.
Nonetheless, the girl smiled, and she couldn’t help but laugh. Her laughter sounded as though a long-planned operation that had finally come to fruition: full of joy and expectation.
After smiling for a while, the girl slowly raised her hands and sweeped them in a broad motion—much like the conductor of the orchestra.
With both hands raised, the world of darkness began to pulsate.
The darkness began to bulge and a large area of ground began to rise to eventually form a huge castle, pushing her up. This eventually formed a dark city that was surrounded by many towering iron walls and spires.
Of course, how could such a structure be buried under the ground? It was among the objects that could be formed promptly from her command.
That’s right. In this space, she was omnipotent. Everything in the world would be transformed into a specific image based on her will; she would change her posture based on her expectations.
Regardless of whether it was huge buildings, ferocious beasts, or majestic nature—Even Spirits and humans were no exception.
“—So everyone, I wish you all sweet dreams…”
She proclaimed, giggling once more.
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