Chapter 221: Wait, what?
Damon did not know when he finally fell asleep, but he instantly regretted doing so. As soon as he closed his eyes, all he could see was that contorted figure of that demon cackling loudly about the thread of fate.
"I will come back for you." Its shrill voice echoed in his mind as a vague pain spread somewhere deep inside him. Damon tossed and turned, unable to sleep and yet unable to wake up from the dream.
However, in the middle of this madness, suddenly an unexpected light shone brightly. Damon felt a nourishing warmth wrap around him. It was gentle and soft like a woman’s loving embrace.
Damon pulled the warmth closer and hugged her tightly. He buried his face into the light, into that warm presence, and the terror ebbed away like a nightmare caught in morning sun. But there was still something bothering him.
He casually pulled aside whatever was bothering him, and the warmth further intensified. He was in heaven, in complete bliss. Surrounded by that wonderful softness, he finally drifted into a peaceful sleep. The best sleep he had had in years.
When Damon finally stirred awake, he almost did not want to wake up from that amazing place. His eyes remained closed for a moment longer as he tried to hold onto the lingering sensation. He knew that it was probably some sort of a dream, so it was useless, but he tried.
Surprisingly, he could still feel the softness?
Wait, what?
He moved his head again, feeling the warm softness on both sides. As he did, his fangs drew a little blood by mistake, and a familiar drop of blood trickled to his tongue.