Death Of A Demon Lord

Sleep was an odd place for Alexei.

He had been dragged out of his own dreams so many times by the Demon Lord that he always seemed to know when he was dreaming and when he was actually awake.

That was how he knew, as he and Risa shared a bath together, that he was not in reality at all no matter how much he wished it to be.

Slowly his memory returned to him, he had wanted to speak to the Demon Lord to appraise him of the situation and to get some advice on what to do next.

Usually, the Demon Lord was more than willing to pull him down into the depths of his strange dreamscape existence, especially when Alexei needed help with some kind of help with an Eldreth related matter.

The fact that the Demon Lord hadn’t immediately made contact was concerning, to say the least.

Fortunately, Alexei had been pulled out of his own dreams so many times that he also knew exactly how to exit them himself. He’d just have to be careful about navigating the astral plane alone.

He centred himself
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