Nightmare Mythos

Chapter 95: Past-Present Connection

'Origin Entities? Deceit, Hypocrisy, Scorn, Rash, and the rest of these benevolent creatures have another term for them. And Entities? Is that another term for Nightmares? Entities… wait a moment—'

While he was digesting the information he received from Hypocrisy, Cesar couldn't help but think of one time when he heard the term Entity associated with Nightmares.

'Hunger… That Nightmare that almost killed me when I was a child… He told me that they were manifested Entities, which were otherworldly beings. Ugh, so many things are being said that most of them are indecipherable for somebody like me now even if I could only scratch their surface for now!'

Cesar couldn't help but frown as Deceit seemed to be also frowning the moment he heard those words coming from someone's mouth.

"They are ganging up on us, huh? How funny," Unbothered by those words that came from Hypocrisy herself, Deceit then posed a question, "I just don't get why a reserved and calm lady like you are telling us this, which you could've remained quiet since it will be good for yourself,"

Hypocrisy, at the end of the table, calmly rebut with a slight smirk on her face, "Wouldn't it be better if we all teamed up rather than remaining solitary? You can start this, Deceit. You are someone capable enough to pull this gathering us all together which didn't happen from the time we've been existing,"

She paused, "I thought it was a fascinating idea hence I go along with it. Honestly, I wasn't expecting anyone to come but I guess you can guess what their condition was based on knowing their situation alone,"

Deceit was slightly taken aback at how meticulous Hypocrisy had become before his smile widened. He nodded once before answering.

"I just have good eyes, that's all." Cesar then extended his hand forward as he offered the delicacies at the table, "Anyway, you can proceed to enjoy the meal your front. If you're having trouble, you can touch any utensils available at the table."

"Okay,"

Hypocrisy reached out for a spoon and fork before she started eating the delicacies at the front with her delicate hands.

"…"

Watching her fill with the abundance of food he rightfully prepared for anyone, Cedeit seemed energized enough to entertain the questions of the struggling Entities within the table who were begging at this point.

"Okay, right before I continue, I just wanted to address one thing,"

Deceit raised a piece of silverware before staring at it directly, revealing his own reflection in it. Two pairs of eyes glowered dangerously as he did, and with a cheeky smile, he raised in amusement.

"I don't know how you are doing it but get away from me or I'll come get you once I'm done with my business here,"

At first, Cesar didn't understand where that was coming from while using silverware as some sort of mirror.

But then Cesar shuddered when he realized the gaze of that predator seemed to reach even the depths of his soul.

Cesar's eyes trembled, and fear crept over him as the situation became so surreal that he could rank it among the top three strangest encounters he'd ever had while being inside the Mansion. Experience new tales on m v|l -NovelBin.net

This time, he can confirm it.

Judging the situation, Deceit looked like he was trying to start a conversation between him and Cesar, which is supposed to be neigh impossible, considering the fact that everything should've contained anything related to the book but not some influence outside of it.

'So how fucking come!?'

Cesar was sure of it.

Deceit was indeed talking to him.

'This is getting more nuts! I didn't even ask for this in the first place and now the Architect of the Mansion is already aware of me… even though it shouldn't be happening! Fuck, how do I take this from now on!?'

Completely losing his shit at how the situation is becoming, Cesar had taken notice of the bewildered expression of every gaze around the table that was directed at Deceit.

They were all weirded out by his sudden doings.

However, because of that, it confirmed Cesar's confirmation that somehow, for some weird ground breaking phenomena, the two had become connected with each other.

The problem is that this problem shouldn't have existed in the first place.

For whatever reason it is, Cesar didn't like any single of it.

'Shit, shit, shit!'

As the obscured reflection with only a glowing pair of eyes trying to gaze at his soul, Cesar felt vulnerable. The being that remained cool and calm throughout the time of the table while showing a bit of irrationality, was baring its fangs to the creature that dared to enter his mind and peer through them.

'It doesn't make any sense at all!'

Cesar still wanted to think by trying to see if the mere words coming from Deceit was nothing but a mere trick, but he had to remove that idea as the Nightmare seemed deadset of someone being on its mind.

That someone or something might be sneaking and might interrupt their meeting later on.

Deceit wasn't having it.

"Hmm, it seemed you don't like to talk or are you unable to?"

'Goodness, it is getting creepier! Please stop this reading immersion to the next level! Let me read this book normally!'

Becoming afraid that this will result in nothing but bad when Cesar just wanted to read a book, he wanted to eject himself from this book. Yet again, he was incapable of doing it as he was only moving if the Deceit, the real body, made it.

Or was that really it?

'Wait, don't tell me I've been moving around my head in the most inconspicuous way possible yet Deceit noticed there were slight irregularities in his movements and began to act upon it since he wasn't 'himself?' How observant!'

Nothing less than he could expect from the architect and the owner of the Mansion, Cesar knew he was in deep shit if Deceit somehow managed to intercept anything related to him.

If he breaks a connection from the outside world just because Deceit did try something, Cesar knows he has to do something.

He might become one of the contents of the book if he was too late.

But he couldn't do anything.

'What?!'

As if he lost all control over Deceit's body—control he once possessed—Cesar could only watch as a hand started reaching toward his own face, directed by Deceit's command over his own body.

'Oh no! Oh no!'

It seemed Deceit was bent on finding out who was trying to peer through their meetings by gauging out its own two eyes as his hands were all telling what was about to happen.

'Fuck!!'

Just as the two fingers nearly brushed his eyes, Cesar felt a powerful force pulling him upward.

The last thing he knew the moment he blinked once, he was floating through the air, moving continuously upward.

"Cesar! It's starting!" Cedeit paused, "What happened to you while being in that book!? I didn't get a hold of you!"

Cesar's mind was in complete chaos while feeling the pounding of his heart due to how weird that situation was earlier.

He assessed himself for a moment, took a mouthful of saliva down to his throat and was about to answer Cedeit's query after a careful contemplation... when he felt a huge shadow floating just right behind his back.