Siren Blade

Chapter 11 Assumptions
In the depths of the dark mountain forest, I found a missing young girl who looked very similar to the front table, and she said incredible things to me.She said that I haven't woken up from the dream yet, but this dream does not refer to the predictive dream, but the world itself is a dream.

The young girl sitting under a tree with her knees hugged in the dark reveals a vaguely magical atmosphere.She looked harmless, and she was wearing an ordinary white student uniform, but she seemed to blend in with this magical mountain forest.The more you observe, the weirder it becomes.Although I myself hold a siren blade and have a fighting power that is comparable to that of a demon, I am still an inappropriate character for this mountain forest; but this young girl who looks powerless in front of me is the complete opposite. I was born to live in this kind of magical environment, and from the unwavering eyes and face, I vaguely sensed some kind of heterogeneity that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Do you want to take her word for it?Of course not, I would not be so credulous.

"Did you guide me here?" I decided to figure this out first.

"Yes." She admitted without hesitation. It seems that she is indeed not an idle person. "I have to sleep to conserve the strength to talk to you, so I have to trouble you to come here. I thought you would come soon , but there seemed to be a lot of accidents in the middle.”

I read the sense of disobedience from her words.Many surprises?I haven't had a single accident "this time".

It is necessary to hibernate and conserve energy... Is she in a bad state?

"Well, wait, so that's it... the 'precognitive dream' you mentioned earlier, did you mean the time regression phenomenon that happened here?" She seemed to have figured out the previous conversation with me, "So this is how you interpret the time regression phenomenon Yes. But it’s not right. The time of this world has indeed been retraced three times—it’s all because of you.”

She actually knows how to go back in time, and even said the specific number of times back!
I tried my best to control my facial muscles, and then said without changing my face: "Are you trying to say that the real source of the phenomenon of time regression lies in me?"

"Of course," she said, "every time you die, the world shatters. Then, all the pieces reassemble to form the old world. And you open your eyes again in the old world every time."

"No matter how powerful I am alone, it's impossible to go back the time of the whole world, right?"

"No, you can," she emphasized, "because this world is your dream."

"Your claim is so ridiculous that I can't believe you," I said, "and I don't know your real identity yet."

"I can't tell you my real identity. Because your dreams are monitored to a certain extent. If I personally report my identity in the real world in your dreams, the skin that I set up on me will automatically If you lose the cover function, the monitors will also realize that I, an outsider, is exchanging information with you, and immediately exclude me." She said slowly, as if describing something in another world, "In addition, based on the same I can't reveal too much truth to you, so as not to be discovered by the watchers in the process of exchanging new information. But if you reason it out with your own wisdom, I can continue to use that information reasonably, and discuss it with you. It will be more convenient."

"Are these delusional settings you came up with yourself? The monitor, and the skin?" I was processing these words with a lot of information in my mind, and the truth was unclear, and I asked, "Do you want to say that this little girl Is your body not your real appearance?"

She was surprised: "The body of a little girl? Isn't this Ruan Wenzhu's body?"

Ruan Wenzhu is the name of the front desk that disappeared that year.

I really didn't expect to hear that name here, but then again, her face is so similar to the front table that even if there is some kind of connection with the front table, I can accept it.

"Strange, I should be participating in your dream with the role of Ruan Wenzhu, is there something wrong..." She looked down at her body, "In your opinion, am I not Ruan Wenzhu?"

"Although I don't know where you got the name of my former classmate..." I said, "Can't you see your own body?"

"Sorry, my awareness of this dream is quite limited and I can't see myself clearly. Moreover, my spirit body has been damaged to the point where it is almost only echoing, and I cannot manipulate the spirit to exert more influence on the dream. Clearly communicate with you like this The dialogue is considered a miracle, maybe it’s because this is a dream.” Her speech was still full of incomprehensible taste, “But, I hope you believe me, I am your partner, and I came here to help you. Here. No matter what happens, I will always stand firmly by your side and do my best for you."

"You tried so hard to ask me to believe you, but instead made me doubt you." I did not hide my wariness, "Moreover, every word of yours lacks credibility unless you can produce evidence."

She was silent.

After a moment, she said, "If you can't believe that this world is your dream, try it hypothetically."

"Assumption?"

"Yes, hypothetically. Assume that I am a child suffering from infantile illness, and you are an adult who has no choice but to accompany me. I don't ask you to believe me immediately, but you might as well assume that what I say is true." She said, "But Even in a hypothetical tone, I can't reveal too much. Once I say some key information, it will be locked to the specific location by the monitors. The reason why I choose the dormant place is this mountain forest with the power of loss Here, just to escape the watcher."

I think, if it's just a hypothesis, then there's nothing wrong with the idea of ​​accompanying her a little bit.

I also wonder what sophistry she will spit out.

"You seem to be quite shy about the monitor, but 'assuming' you are telling the truth, the monitor is nothing more than Qing Wu." I used the accent on the word "assumption" and tested her a little.

"Wu? Isn't it a bird?" She wondered, "So quickly... how did you reason it out? I know she has had a lot of contact with you, did she reveal some flaws at that time?"

She really knew the existence of the blue bird, and at the same time believed that I had contact with the blue bird.The problem is that "this time" I have never had any interpersonal relationship with Jade Bird, and she has no conditions to know when she is here.

Her reaction seems to suggest that she does have some perspective of time and space that is different from normal.

"Everything in the dream is nothing more than the reconstruction of memory, and it cannot produce new knowledge. For example, the spirituality, spirit body, and awareness you just mentioned... These are all terms I heard from the blue bird not long ago." I Hold your breath, and continue, "If only the blue bird is using it, it means that these may just be the settings of my dream, but if you, who claim to be an outsider, are also using it, it means that the blue bird is also an outsider to this dream."

"Well... your conclusion itself is correct. Since you have already come up with the answer, it doesn't affect me to follow it." She nodded.

"I haven't believed you yet. Assuming this is a dream, why do I feel so real?" I said, "My brain is not a supercomputer, even if it is limited to the space I perceive, it can't be so perfect Bar."

"There's a difference between 'reality' and 'reality,'" she said. "Maybe you feel that the things around you are very real, but if you ruminate after waking up, you will find many mistakes. Because the consciousness of the dreamer is The unconscious, and any conclusions drawn by the unconscious mind, cannot be trusted."

I asked back: "Aside from my own consciousness, is there anything more worthy of my trust?"

While speaking, I am also trying to trace my memory.As she said, even if you can't believe her, you might as well assume that she is telling the truth and start thinking on this premise.If I am really dreaming, it means that I am asleep; and if I am asleep, when did I fall asleep?
Since it is assumed that time regression is a phenomenon in dreams, then I will look back from the "first time" that has not yet occurred.

Then... a sense of horror erupted from the depths of my heart.

I remembered that I first woke up on the train to the unnamed mountain.I dozed off and was woken up by the train's announcement - but before that?
Where did I get on the train?What were you doing before boarding the train?Can't remember... I can't even remember if there were more or less people in the car.After all, why did I go to Wuming Mountain?I remember this, it was to solve the knot in my heart five years ago.And I had a strange dream recently, not just once, but repeatedly... How many times have I had this strange dream? How long is "recently"?a month?two months?Can't even tell the vague time.

I couldn't help but look at the little girl in front of me.By the way, the first time I saw her face was from the photo given to me by the owner of the small shop at the foot of the mountain.What does the store owner look like?Like a man, young or middle-aged, or old?I can't recall it at all. Obviously, I was convinced of the phenomenon of time regression from the interaction with the shop owner at first. I should at least remember this characteristic of him.

I actually felt that the words she had kept in my heart before were about to break free from the cage of "assumptions".

"Winning your trust is more difficult than I imagined, and I have little time left in the dream, so I have to quit. Unfortunately, I didn't help you..." She sighed, "I will remind you at the end, The watcher is a very cunning person. At the beginning, she was the one who said that the time regression was a precognitive dream. In this way, even if you realize that you are dreaming, you will only think it is a so-called precognitive dream, and you will not be able to realize it. Coming to this world is a dream in itself.”

She added, "In addition, you must also pay attention, she can also intervene in your dreams. For example, set a reasonable identity for yourself, or add some new characters that do not contradict the old settings to the characters that appear in your dreams. Setting and so on. If it is at the stage when the dream is not yet formed, she might be able to make some bigger interventions, but fortunately your dream is stable now, so she can only do some innocuous interventions."

"Assuming that the blue bird is really the watcher you mentioned..." I tried to stop the wavering in my heart, and then asked the question I was most concerned about at the moment, "She knew that this was a dream, so she sacrificed her arm to save me Is it?"

"Sacrifice her own arm?" She thought about it strangely, then looked at my weapon again, "Has she been chopped by this ax?"

"Yes."

"Whether it's a fantasy or a reality, once it's killed by this axe, it's really killed. Even in a dream, she must be very clear about this." She said, "She is kind to you." Yes, even if I want to deny this, I can’t deny it. But remember, sometimes there is no difference between the imposed kindness and maliciousness.”

As soon as the words fell, I noticed a significant change in her.But it is not a change visible to the naked eye, but a detachment of an invisible thing.The alien feeling that always hangs over her and matches this magical place is fading.She seems to be slowly turning into a normal little girl.

"My time is up," she said deadpan.

According to her insistence, she is going to "exit the dreamland".But it seems to me that the ghost possessed by the young girl is about to sublimate.

It turns out that her so-called withdrawal didn't mean withdrawing with her body?

"Wait..." I stopped her, "tell me your name."

"I don't have a name, so you can call me nameless."

The name is also too casual.

She seemed to have sensed something from my reaction, and then looked at the ax in my hand, "This ax is called the Siren Blade now, so you can call me 'Ren Sai'."

This naming method is not much better, and according to her, isn't Siren Blade the name before?

Before I could ask a question, Ren Sai said goodbye.

"Goodbye."

The strange feeling on her body completely disappeared.

The young girl was stunned for a while, then suddenly looked around, showing a scared expression.Seeing me holding an ax again, my face became even more frightened.

She seems to have really become an ordinary little girl, and this reaction is not like acting.Regardless of whether Ren Sai's dream theory is true or not, at least it is true that she withdrew.I tried to comfort the little girl first, but fortunately she didn't dare to run around, but just looked at me tremblingly.

"Your parents are worried about you, I'm here to save you." I asked tentatively, "What's your name?"

"Ren Sai." What the young girl timidly said was the name Ren Sai had chosen just now.Since this is not acting, it seems that we can only believe in Susie's dream.But I couldn't believe that emotionally.

I tried to be as pleasant as possible and said: "There are some wild animals wandering around, I have to deal with them first. Can you wait on the tree first? I will carry you up and come back to find you later."

She nodded timidly.

I sent her to the branch, and then stayed away from here.In fact, I was also at a loss. According to the original plan, after explaining the "intuitive guidance", I should go to deal with the devil.But the appearance of Ren Sai disturbed my mind, and the lack of memory I found during the conversation with her annoyed me even more.

Could it be that Ren Sai has played tricks on my mind?She seems to have temporarily occupied the young girl's body in some mysterious way, indicating that she has the power of the consciousness field, and the reason why my memory is missing is what she did?
In order to reorganize my memory, I took out my mobile phone and opened the notepad software to see what was complete and what was missing.First of all, I need a main axis, and when talking about the main axis of my recent experience, the starting point is nothing more than the disappearance five years ago.

While recalling the time when I had a crush on the front desk, I started with her as the beginning of my story:
"When I was still in school, there was a girl at the front desk who looked like a fish and a wild goose.

"Smart eyes, clear voice, always fragrant. I have a crush on her, but I am ashamed to say it.

"Who would have thought..."

However, just after I wrote the sentence "who would have guessed", I noticed the distortion at the beginning of this paragraph unexpectedly, and stared at the first sentence involuntarily.When I was still in school - what is "while still in school"?It seems like I'm not in school now, but am I still in college?

Did I accidentally use inappropriate words?No, this sentence came out of my consciousness naturally.Because of this, this subtle discord between my own words and reality is so glaring.

Could it be that I am really dreaming, and this passage is a natural expression of my real consciousness?

At this time, there was the sound of someone approaching in the distance.

Is it a devil?I immediately became alert.However, what appeared in the field of vision was not a demon.

A particularly familiar figure gradually emerged from the darkness. It was a blue bird that should not have appeared here at this time.

She stared at me with extremely strange eyes.

(End of this chapter)