Chapter 283: Strange Visions (1/2)

Benladann POV

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When Drake let me go into his dreams about his previous life, I lost him.

I couldn't find him anywhere.

It was as if something engulfed him completely from my grasp.

I immediately got worried.

Where did he go?! He can't just leave me in this dream!

Is this a prank of his?

No… My Drake would never prank me like this…

Maybe… something bad happened to him?

I should look for him!

But where am I now?

I found myself in a strange room.

Where is this place?

When I walk over the wall, I suddenly found myself in a completely dark space, where many pieces of buildings float everywhere.

It is a strange and bizarre sight.

All these buildings, what do they mean?

I fly around them, floating in midair.

”Drake? Drake! Where are you?”

Silence…

”Drake!”

I keep looking for him everywhere, but he's nowhere to be seen…

Where's my Drake?

I fly around until I heard something.

”Sniff…”

”Eh? Who was that?”

I begin to move near the voice, the little whisper resonating around this darkness.

And within a room that is slowly fading into pieces within this darkness, a young boy is crying.

His skin is not blue, he looks like a human from my previous life.

Who is this boy? His hair is brown, and his eyes seem to be blue.

”Sniff… It hurts…”

Hm? Is he okay?

I moved near him.

”H-Hello… Are you okay?”

The boy suddenly looks at me, her face was swollen. How could someone hit such a young child?!

”Sniff… W-Who are you?”

”Eh? I am… Benladann.”

”I don't know you… Leave me alone…”

”Huh? But you're wounded…”

”I… I am fine…”

”No,  you're not fine! Who would hit such a young kid? Who did this to you?”

”I can't tell you… Or they will punch my face again…”

”What? Who are they?! I will punch them for you!”

The boy looked at me back. But he seemed too afraid.

Suddenly another piece of a building merges with this one, and the door opens.

Two figures walk inside. They're two men, old men, they barely resemble the boy in some features.

”We are finally back… Man, I am tired.”

”Where's the dinner? Oi, shitty brat!”

”Ah… Aagh!”

One of the men suddenly grabs the boy from the ear and carries him around the floor.

”Where the fuck is our dinner?! My sister gave away her life for you and the only shitty thing you do all day is crying!”

”It hurts! Please stop… Agh…”

”Leave him alone!”

I cannot see a boy being treated like this. I simply ran without thinking and planted my feet over that fat bastard. His entire face was blown, and he dropped to the ground.

”GGRYYAAGGH…!”

Bump!

”W-Who the fuck are you?!” the other skinny guy looked at me while trembling.