Chapter 72: Nightmare Guild Station
Chapter 72: Nightmare Guild Station
....The Nightmare Guild Station had a cold aura to it, despite the golden glow from the floating lanterns embedded in its roof.
From the moment Oliver stepped in, the atmosphere felt unique.
Behind the obsidian counter sat a young woman—or at least, what he thought was a woman. She had the face of a delicate nymph, framed with silky black hair, sharp teal eyes that shimmered like dewdrops under moonlight, and a smile that looked carved from mischievous silk.
But then, she moved.
Her lower body arched like a cat stretching—no, not a cat. A fish. She had the tail of a serpent-scaled koi, long and elegant, and she swam through the air lazily like she was gliding through invisible water. Every motion was slow and fluid, accompanied by the faintest shimmer of ripples.
Oliver blinked, briefly distracted.
He shut the thought down almost immediately. There was no need asking. This place made no damn sense. And if he tried to make sense of every bizarre detail in this realm, he’d probably go insane. So he shoved the image of her finned tail into the growing "don't-think-about-it" folder in his brain.
The girl gave a graceful spin midair and smiled again.
“Welcome, Demon of Nightmares. How may I serve you today?”
Oliver’s eyes narrowed. “There. That again. You called me a Demon of Nightmares. Why?”
Her tail flicked gently, suspending her sideways in the air. “Ah, yes. That title. It wasn’t me who gave it to you,” she said, brushing a strand of glimmering black hair behind her ear. “Titles can be granted by people in the Dream Realm... or they are assigned by the Dream itself. The realm recognizes you. Labels you. Reflects what you are… or what you’re becoming.”