Entry 67

The concept I used to create the sword was a simple one.

We were ultimately in a dream world created by the Dreamer.

No matter how much the A-grade Otherworldly tried, it’s Nightmares would never be able to be reality.

It was already easy to make out considering what part of the body it feasted on.

The human mind.

Not souls or flesh and blood, no, the Dreamer was a mental creature so obviously when it came down to it’s choice meals, it would be the capacity of a human to think.

The moment that is gone, it wouldn’t be difficult for the person’s body to be devoured, either by their own bodies or by other monsters.

It was one or the other.

In any case, my point is that, in this Nightmare, my mind is as active as can be… in fact I can say it’s hyperactive which is most likely the reason I get derailed by my thoughts so much.

I found it difficult to adjust to the speed at which I was thinking.

The moment I realized that, I came up with a crazy idea.

My imagination has always been somewhat
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