At World's End

Entry 105

(Dr. Philip’s POV)

I watched the tentacles of the Dreamer wrap around the boy and at that moment, I wanted to rip him apart and I could, with only a mere thought.

Without a need to lift my finger, I could rip the child apart and end this once and for all but the Dreamer would expel me as a result.

For some reason, it decided that no matter what, it just have the boy.

I don’t know why.

I have asked and questioned it repeatedly but it didn’t bother to give me an answer for why it chose this boy over me.

Me!

The same person that had heeded it’s call and had tended to it for so long.

The one that had helped it loosen it’s shackles, allowing it to regain it’s powers slowly.

The one that brought 200 minds for it to feed on.

200 subconscious minds!

I was the one that understood it best.

When the others saw the Otherworldly as mere monsters to be killed and destroyed, I saw them as a natural process.

I was the one that wanted to merge the human subconscious with the body of an Otherworldly!

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