The Dreamer's POV

[00 Months: 01 Days: 13 Hours]

As the paralysis that held me captive began to slowly recede, my body regained a fraction of its mobility.

It was a glimmer of hope amidst the overwhelming darkness that surrounded me. With newfound control over my limbs, I mustered the strength to speak, desperate to extract any information that could potentially save my life, even for a fleeting moment.

'At the very least for the next try...'

It was clear I was going to die now. But if I could get more intel before going out... that would be the most optimal choice!

"How... how did you survive?" I managed to choke out, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and curiosity. "Please tell me... I need to know."

If I knew her Exclusive Skill, among anything else she revealed, I would at least have an edge in my next try.

'Come on, tell me. You're going to kill me now, right?'

Lucy Fer regarded me with amusement, a sinister smile playing upon her lips.

"Ah, Sleepyhead, my dear," she said, her voice dripping with a chilling blend of superiority and delight.

'Ah, crap!' A sudden thought dawned on me as I stared at her ferocious grin. 'She should already know of my Skills!'

Why did I ever think she would kill me, allowing me to reset the timeline with no memories of what happened here on her end?

Had she figured out my tactics?!

"My 'Role' is <Vampire>, and my Authority... <Blood and Destruction>."

Her words reverberated through the air, striking me like a bolt of lightning.

Vampire? Blood and Destruction? The realization hit me like a sledgehammer.

'So that explains why she's immortal!'

The pieces began to fall into place, connecting the dots of her unyielding strength and resilience. It explained how she had survived, even after being beheaded

In a way, she was just like me. We both couldn't be fully killed.

In that moment, my sense of specialness, the belief that my power of <Dream> made me unique, crumbled around me.

I was always aware that I couldn't be the only one who possessed a broken ability, but being confronted with someone far more formidable than I was etched the reality deeper into my soul. Only on m v|le|mp|yr

Lucy Fer's existence proved that there were others with far more formidable and horrifying powers than my own.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!" A shiver ran down my spine as I witnessed her laughter, a sound that sent icy tendrils of dread snaking through my veins.

The depth of her power was beyond comprehension, and I found myself questioning the very nature of the world I thought I knew.

Closing the distance between us, Lucy Fer reached out and raised my chin, forcing me to meet her gaze.

Her eyes, now glowing with an intensified shade of pink, bore into mine, holding me captive within their otherworldly brilliance.

'A-ahhh...' I felt an inexplicable mix of fascination and terror as I stared back at her.

"You see, Mikey," she whispered, her voice laced with a dark allure. "There are forces in this world far beyond your understanding. Powers that defy mortality and reshape reality. I am one such force. And now, it is time for you to meet your end."

Her words echoed in the empty space around us, sealing my fate with finality.

'Does she not know about <Dream>? She revealed her Authority and Role, and now she wants to kill me?'

Was this another one of her schemes? I had no idea at this point.

'I... I give up.' My mind tiredly surrendered.

I braced myself for the inevitable, the knowledge that death loomed just moments away. But amidst the impending darkness, a light thought flickered deep within me.

'When I get my do over... I'm never getting close to this girl...'

"Pffft! Relax, will you? I'm just messing with you." I heard Lucy Fer's jovial voice echo.

"E-eh...?"

My eyes still focused on her bright irises, unable to look away, as I delved deeper into the brilliance it revealed.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I just want to know a little more about you. That's alright, isn't it... Sleepyhead?"

Suddenly, I felt a pulse run through my head, and an inexplicable sensation coursed through my brain that very instant.

[Title Effect Failure]

<Visionary> is unable to resist this mental encroachment>

'H-huh...?' My thoughts faded in surprise, and another more submissive one took over.

"Yes. it's alright." I found myself whispering.

I felt surreal. My mind spun and I felt strange down to my core.

"This is a Vampire Exclusive Skill of mine called <Compulsion>. Don't try to resist." She smiled, rubbing my cheek.

It felt... very nice.

"Y-yes..."

"Good boy. Now, then. I need you to tell me a few things. I need details too. Tell me about your Skills, your Titles, your Items... ah, and your [Additional Information] too.

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In an instant, a surge of enchantment engulfed me, overpowering my will and forcing me to reveal the deepest secrets of my being.

I was no longer in control as my voice betrayed me, divulging the intimate details of my abilities and vulnerabilities.

"I... I possess the Exclusive Skill <Dream>," I stammered, the words rushing out of me like a torrent. "It grants me the power to rewind time when I die, to return to a previous point and rewrite my fate. It's my ultimate lifeline, my chance to alter the course of events."

The torrent of confession continued as I revealed my arsenal of Non-Exclusive Skills. I spoke of <Sprint>, which doubled by Speed; <Visualize>, which allowed me to see into the future for five seconds; and <Focus>, which heightened my perception of everything around me.

The list went on and on, and I did not... no, I could not stop.

The revelation of my Titles also left me feeling exposed, as if I had laid bare the layers of my identity before this enigmatic woman.

"I hold the Titles of <Visionary>, <The One Who Saw The End>, <Ranker>...'" I kept confessing, revealing the details and conditions of everything I held.

But there was more, a section known as [Additional Information], that even I couldn't fully comprehend.

I shared with her that the details contained within remained elusive, shrouded in mystery and potential.

"... That is all."

Lucy Fer listened with an unwavering focus, her eyes gleaming with curiosity and fascination. When I finished, her voice resonated with intrigue and captivation.

"You know, Mikey, that time we first met, when I used my <All-Seeing Eyes> to appraise you, I could only catch glimpses of your abilities," she revealed. "Basic information like your Skills, Titles, Currency, Stats, Level, and Items Equipped. I can't see the details with them, and I also couldn't access your Additional Information."

So that was what happened. Though it didn't change the fact that it was currently too late for me, all things considered.

A wicked smile crept upon her lips as she continued, her words piercing through me.

"You cute little devil. You've actually been through this before, haven't you? I don't mean this interrogation, considering I would never be stupid enough to kill you without knowing your Skills first, and once I found out, I wouldn't foolishly let you die. I mean the whole Jeff scenario."

"Y-yes. I have..."

"Hahaha! I mean, I also knew of his plans since I used <Compulsion> on him prior to our engagement as a party, but I thought I was the only one."

The more I learned about her relation to the scenario that had played out, the more I detected more similarities between us.

But I also recognized how we were worlds apart.

"But you, Mikey, you knew all of this would unfold, didn't you? You willingly allowed Jeff to betray us, to watch everyone perish. You let him kill Jesus, and Byron, and Daniel, and even me. Didn't you feel any remorse?"

"I did. But I felt it was necessary. I... didn't want to leave any loose ends, and I wanted more rewards. I also... thought it was fine since I wasn't the one doing the killing." I weakly confessed.

"You're so heartless, Mikey! I love it!"

Her words had a devastating impact on my heart, and I suddenly found it racing at an unprecedented rate.

"Your heartlessness intrigues me, and I find myself drawn to it. It's so cute... and hot."

Her words sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of apprehension and fascination swirling within me.

She had seen through my carefully calculated plan, my willingness to sacrifice others for my own survival. The fact that she found my ruthlessness alluring both unsettled and captivated me.

Drawing closer, Lucy Fer's eyes burned with an intensity that mirrored the darkness within her.

"Mikey, I'm beginning to like you more and more," she confessed, her voice laced with a mixture of admiration and danger. "I also can't end your life because if you were to use <Dream>, it would be to my detriment."

My heart pounded uncontrollably as her misty breath touched my skin. Locked in her clutches, I found myself unable to resist or despise her.

"You have become an enigma I simply cannot ignore."

Hearing those words from her lustrous lips, I couldn't help but wonder what would become of me.

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[A/N]

What shall our Mc do now? What can he even do? Lol

The real question is what will Lucy do?