Lilith rolled on the ground with laughter. Tears would’ve welled in her eyes, but her current form had none.
She usually wasn’t very emotional, or at least she hid her feelings well. However, the mix of relief and seeing Lucifer’s crippled, hopeless and hateful form brought imnse joy to the Dreamweaver’s heart.
The Fallen Angel continued throwing curses at her, yet it only made Lilith laugh harder.
Eventually though, Lucifer fell into silence, and Lilith also stopped chuckling. A few more giggles resounded inside the arena before she fully regained her quiet, emotionless deanor.
Lucifer, at so point, managed to crawl to a nearby tree, and use it to prop himself up. He looked paler than usual, and his eyelids kept trying to close. Yet, the pure rage emanating from his body kept him awake.
"I was such a fool," he mumbled while staring up at the foliage. "How did I fucking forget your na and powers! Of course, this is just a stupid dream..."
He trailed off and turned towards Lilith’s approaching form. She kneeled before the Fallen Angel, this ti in her robed, human form. Her face twisted into a gentle smile as she spoke...
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, when I created this dream, I specifically made you forget my abilities and title. The mont you stepped into this dream, the battle was already over!"
Her words, in fact, didn’t make Lucifer feel better. It just transford his rage, aiming at himself instead of Lilith.
After he cursed himself a few dozen tis, using words Lilith hadn’t even heard of, eventually he sighed in despair.
With a newfound calm, he asked, "So you brought into this dream, while I was blinded by my hatred... What I don’t understand is why haven’t you brought in the Shadow and the World Tree? You could’ve killed with their help and didn’t need to wait until my Essence ran out!"
Lilith smirked and giggled, which nearly enraged Lucifer again, but she answered his question before any strange curse could’ve left his mouth.
"The simple answer is... I couldn’t. They never signed the Contract! This ant you couldn’t hurt them with any attacks, while I couldn’t bring their minds into this dream world. I also needed their help outside."
Lucifer nodded along in understanding, annoyance stretching his mouth into a deep frown. However, soon confusion entered his dark crimson gaze upon hearing Lilith’s last sentence...
"Why did you need their help outside? My entire consciousness resides in here, so what harm could I possibly cause to your actual body?"
For a mont, the Dreamweaver chuckled, then upon realizing Lucifer wasn’t joking, she raised a bewildered eyebrow.
"You... You really don’t know? Aren’t you a couple thousand years old?"
The Fallen Angel scoffed and glanced away, embarrassnt tinging his pale face.
"Closer to a few million actually, but who’s counting..." he mumbled, but this ti Lilith held her laughter. Instead, she grinned and explained...
"Well, then let bring you in on a little secret... Every being with a soul has both a Conscious and Unconscious Mind. While your consciousness resided inside this dream, the unconscious part didn’t stay idle either...
"Every creature you summoned here, he summoned in the real world! Bea and Faith stayed behind to protect my body. It’s also why your Essence actually drained. You can’t actually expand Essence inside a dream."
"Does that an you can keep this dream going forever?" he asked, while his eyelids only got heavier.
"No. It takes a lot of Essence to keep this dream going. However, Bea keeps supplying with Essence, and her reserves are probably larger than even yours!"
Lucifer nodded in understanding, struggling to keep his eyes open. Without the rage fueling his blood, he couldn’t help but reach the precipice of unconsciousness.
"I wonder... Can I sleep inside a dream?... Can I dream inside a dream?... I wonder... What will I dream of..." he trailed as his eyes finally shut for the last ti...
Lilith sighed. It would’ve been much easier to kill Lucifer while he was cursing her. However, she wasn’t so evil to send him on his way without at least a proper explanation or conversation...
While talking, she quickly realized, this creature... This fallen angel... He wasn’t the primordial evil many stories told...
Just another person seeking power and losing their morals while trying to reach their goal. He wasn’t worse nor better than most creatures on his Rank. In fact, in Lilith’s eyes he was pretty ta and normal...
She sighed again and pulled back the dark robe from her right hand. Her skin turned dark gray, and five long claws appeared in place of her fingers...
The Dreamweaver watched her prey sleep for another few seconds, then with one swift, clean swiped, she separated his head from his shoulders...
Lucifer made no sound in his last monts. Instead, a calm smiled grew on his bloodied face, as if he had finally found the peace life never gave him.
Lilith wasn’t happy about the kill. She stared down at her bloody hand. Many thoughts moved passed her mind as a strange feeling of lancholy settled on her shoulders.
The uncertainty grew within her heart, but soon a clear voice echoed inside her mind... The voice of her ntor... Her Goddess... The only mother she had ever known...
"...Yes, I feel uncertain all the ti. I don’t spend a single minute with second guessing myself at least once... I don’t make perfect decisions and have many regrets, but... That’s life. We can’t be perfect. Nobody can... All we can do is live with our mistakes and strive for better...
"Also... If you ever need guidance, don’t be afraid to ask... If you ever feel uncertain, just rember... Listen to what you think is best, even if it goes against my will. You aren’t my slave and can disagree with anyti... I’ll always love and appreciate you, regardless!"
These words... Sera told Lilith just before her wedding...
She felt uncertain about moving so fast and getting married before the tournant. However, Sera’s words brought a new perspective and greatly helped in revealing her actual issue.
Lilith wanted the wedding, she just simply felt if Adam might’ve regrets. Her worry and anxiety clouded her judgent, but after listening to her heart, Lilith didn’t back out, which was the best decision of her life!
After that day, every ti she felt uncertain, she recalled Sera’s words. It always helped her decide, and today was no different...
With a heavy heart, Lilith reached down and touched Lucifer’s armored chest. The usual question appeared in her mind...
’Do you wish to evolve?’ asked the familiar voice.
"Yes." Answered Lilith firmly and with certainty.
Darkness consud her vision as she fell into a deep slumber...
She woke up standing in a field of flowers. Each flower had seven-petals with distinct, beautiful colors. So were gold, light blue or blood-red, others translucent, dark pink, black and finally white.
Lilith kneeled on the field of flowers, gently brushing her hand along the blossoms. A light chuckle echoed from her lips as a strange tranquility settled inside her.
It was impossible to tell the ti. The sun shone from above, yet it didn’t move, and after maybe spending hours in pure joy, a strange hollowness began growing inside Lilith’s heart.
Her fogged up mories began clearing, and she realized how wrong the entire place was.
The flowers all looked exactly the sa, with not a single differentiating factor between them. They also repeated growth patterns, making them seem like a single copy, pasted multiple tis.
Nothing felt real. Not the field of flowers. Not the blue, cloudless sky. Not the warm sun nor the breeze grazing her skin. Even her own emotions and ntal state felt foreign.
"What’s this place? Where am I?" she said while glancing around in confusion and a hint of fear.
"Isn’t it nice?" asked a young genderless voice behind Lilith.
She instantly snapped her body around, following the voice’s origin. What she saw only deepened her confusion and brought more questions to her mind.
Behind her, grasping a single golden flower, stood y small child. They had long hair, which changed color based on which angle one looked. Their face didn’t reveal their gender, and as a child their body had no telltale signs either.
They wore a long, flowing dress woven from different flower petals. However, sohow the dress didn’t suit the child, as if they only stole the design.
"I created this place... Beautiful and peaceful... Full of Life’s flowers... I thought it was pretty good, but you don’t seem to appreciate it... Just because it’s soone else’s dream?"
The young child glanced up at Lilith. They tossed away the golden flower, turning it into sparks of light.
"Who are you?" asked the Dreamweaver, causing the young child to giggle.
They began hopping around, their dress billowing in the gentle wind, their bare feet crushing the flowers in their path.
"A dream is nothing but soone’s hope and desire... A nightmare is nothing but soone’s fear and hate... A dreamless individual becos a hollow person... A nightmareless individual becos a dead person..."
The young child spoke in a cheery tone. They humd while speaking, making the morbid words sound joyful.
"But where do these dreams co from? Do they co from within soone’s soul or maybe the individual’s mind... Could they have a different origin?... What if soone creates them? Would this drear have their own dreams?"
An annoyed sigh echoed from Lilith’s lips, causing the young child to stop hopping around. With innocent eyes, they glanced up at the robed woman.
"That didn’t answer my question!" she grumbled angrily, and a mont later the child burst into laughter.
"Oh, but it didn’t... You just hadn’t realized it yet... Anyway, it’s ti to leave... Drears can’t dream, but maybe you’ll be different..." said the young child, a wide grin stretching across their not so innocent face.
Lilith’s eyes went wide, then she blinked and found herself inside a dark cocoon of roots and shadows...
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