Chapter 511 [Illustration]
After the twentieth time, I stopped counting.
I never once managed to overpower Ellen. The pain I felt in my mind was being amplified and was more excruciating than any real wound, yet it wasn’t enough to wake me from the dream.
After all, my state of consciousness was artificially controlled by Airi.
Rumble...
When I finally awoke, the morning sky outside was laden with dark clouds, and thunder rumbled ominously. It seemed a storm was approaching.
I could still feel Airi’s hand resting on my forehead, just as it had been before I’d fallen asleep.
“Did you sleep we—I guess the answer is no...”
Airi had probably been focused on maintaining my dream state, which meant she hadn’t slept herself at all.
She looked pretty terrible, likely because she had witnessed my repeated, miserable deaths in my dream.
I didn’t know if this was a good strategy or not, but upon waking, I discovered a definite side effect.
“I don’t feel like I slept at all,” I said.