Extra 5-Luvia’s Dream

(The story in this chapter takes place from Chapter 1991 to the end of Volume 6, when Luvia returns to Tobesk by train from Green Lake City.)

"Oh~"

The train swayed slightly as it moved forward. The purple-eyed girl at the table stretched and then closed the diary in front of her.

The small box was illuminated by the gas lamp on the wall. Behind the small table was the bed, with suitcases placed on the side of the bed. As for the side of the table, curtains covered the side windows of the train.

But after finishing writing her diary, Luvia quickly opened the curtains, looked at herself reflected in the glass, and looked at the wild scenery passing quickly outside:

"It's already evening, we should reach Tobesk soon."

The layout of the box is very compact, but it is enough for a train trip. The hat hanging on the wall sways with the vibration of the train, and the wooden texture of the floor looks particularly textured under the dim light.

The pen was placed on the thick diary with a brown leather cover. Luvia had never told Shade that she had the habit of writing a diary, but writing a diary was something that educated girls of this era would do, and it was only strange.

It would be weird for Shad to think that serious people don’t keep diaries:

"If Shade knew that I wrote a diary, he would definitely want to read it, but I won't show it to him."

Thinking of Shade, she held her head and couldn't help but smile. Her charming purple eyes looked outside the glass, but she also saw the train compartment reflected on the glass window.

The Seer Association reserved a first-class carriage for the fortune-tellers from the Tobesk area who were returning from Green Lake City, and Luvia was naturally assigned a carriage. It was not very luxurious, but at least it was comfortable, but train travel was actually not very comfortable.

Interestingly, she already misses Shade who doesn’t know what he is doing now:

"I wonder if Meghan and Audrey can take that bold step. Since Helen and Grace have set an example, they should also have the courage."

She seemed to be able to see the entanglement between Shade and the Witch sisters, and for a moment she didn't know what she felt in her heart:

"Sometimes, I feel weird myself."

As she thought about it, she felt drowsy and sleepy. So, with the train swaying gently and rhythmically, she lay on her desk and fell asleep.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently. Luvia opened her eyes in a daze and found that it was not the train shaking, but an earthquake.

This is not a train. The yellow sand is sweeping across the dilapidated city under the dim sky. The location she is in is like St. Teresa Square, but only the houses on the No. 6 side of the square are still intact. In addition,

Half of the side has completely disappeared into the yellow sand.

The sand hit her face with great pain. She raised her hands to cover her face and looked up. The sense of ruin in the world actually made her want to cry. But she was standing on the ground instead of a high place, and there was the obstruction of the wind and sand.

It's not clear what's going on in the distance in Tobesk. You can only see some blurry and crooked buildings standing at the edge of the field of vision.

The sun is actually black, surrounded by white edges and a red halo. The black sun is like a hole, with a fiery red line flowing downward:

"Like Shade's unformed mythical lock. What's going on here? Is this a dream?"

While she was confused about the current situation, she suddenly noticed in front of her, near No. 6 Saint Teresa Square, a woman with her back to her, wearing a dirty robe, standing there.

The woman's waist-length brown hair was already tangled due to filth, and she stood facing the door as if she was crying.

Luvia thought she looked like a scavenger or a poor homeless woman. But looking at the other person's back, she felt inexplicably familiar. She shook her head to clear away the weird thoughts.

Luvia asked:

"Hello, may I ask where this is?"

The woman turned around when she heard the voice. The moment Luvia saw her face, she was startled.

But at this moment, another voice came from behind:

"Hello, you two, where is this place? I remember I was supposed to be here."

Luvia was stunned, and then turned to look at the third person. When the third lady saw Luvia and the woman wearing a shabby robe, she was also stunned.

The new woman was dressed in a gorgeous silver-purple robe and a large pointed hat. The aura permeating her whole body was more powerful than any sorceress of the Sixth Age that Luvia knew. Not only was she powerful, the aura on her body

This kind of holy feeling even reminded her of the believers of the Toy God who became angels she had seen in the underground ruins of Tobesk; and the feeling of twisting fate like a black hole was even better than what she had seen in Green Lake City.

The current president of the Prophet Association, Mr. Adelaida Lenormand, the thirteen-ring warlock "Mr. Crystal", is even more powerful.

It's just that the other person's face is very blurry. Even if the other person gets closer in the yellow sand, Luvia still can't see the true appearance of this powerful lady.

She licked her lips that were a little dry in the wind and sand, but Luvia Anat was never a stupid person. Because she saw the face of the first sorceress wearing a shabby robe, she also guessed that this one was wearing a gorgeous robe.

Who is the lady with long brown hair? Her height, body shape, and hair color are exactly the same as mine and the lady at the door of No. 6 Saint Teresa Square.

Then she looked at the sorceress in front of Gate 6 of the dilapidated Saint Teresa Square. Her eyes were red and she was looking at the two people with doubts in her eyes. Luvia knew that in her eyes, she and the sorceress in gorgeous robes had a different relationship.

The face should be all blurry.

Luvia understood all this in an instant, and the lady in the ragged robe also said:

"This is the city of Tobesk, the city of the end. It is the last city in the entire material world in the post-apocalyptic era. Are you coming from a distant place? I'm sorry, this is the last refuge. There is no future.

.”

Luvia and the vague-faced pointed-hatted sorceress looked at each other - although Luvia couldn't see each other's eyes, Luvia asked with confusion:

"Doomsday? Sorry, I just woke up. What happened at Doomsday?"

The lady in the shabby robe was about to speak, but was stopped by the lady in the pointed hat:

"Don't answer her. Although neither you nor she will remember all this after waking up from the dream, you can't let her know the truth of the doomsday now, even if it only leaves a superficial impression."

The word "wake up from a dream" entered my ears, and the world seemed to shake for a moment.

Therefore, in the eyes of the long-haired Luvia in the "past life" in a shabby robe, and the long-haired Luvia in the "present life" who fell asleep in the train, the blurred faces of everyone became clear. And the third pointed hat

The lady’s face is still Luvia’s. Luvia in the shabby robe looks the most mature, Luvia who is sleeping in “reality” is in the middle, and Luvia in the pointed hat is the youngest and most beautiful. This even makes Luvia think

My eighteen-year-old self.

The three Luvia looked at each other, and the dirty Luvia suddenly pounced on them:

"You are, you are what happened in the future? Did I succeed? How many times did you do it? Did I save everything? I am not a destroyer, right? I didn't do anything wrong, right!"

Luvia didn't know what the other person was talking about, and she didn't know if she should dodge when "she" was coming towards her. However, Luvia with the pointed hat, with a gentle smile, hugged the dirty one first.

Own:

"It's okay, it's okay, why are you crying? I don't remember myself being such a fragile person. Doesn't the presence of the two of us here mean that the future still exists?"

Her voice is really gentle:

"You did something wrong. Yes, we all know that I really did something wrong. But fortunately, our mistake created an outsider who shouldn't exist. He replaced us and finished what we wanted to do.

.It’s okay, everything’s okay.”

"Really?"

The dirty Luvia sobbed and let go of Luvia's pointed hat, and Luvia, who looked at the two of them, finally understood:

"You...are you from the past?"

She pointed to the dirty sorceress.

"Are you the future?"

She pointed to the sorceress in the pointed hat.

"But how could the past be so apocalyptic that I don't remember my past time looping?"

Her eyes widened, and she suddenly thought of the unknowable relic [Time of Retrospect], but neither she in the past nor the future would answer this question for her.

Dirty Luvia looked at Pointed Hat Luvia eagerly:

"Someone saved the world?"

"Saved me too."

The purple-eyed girl in the pointed hat showed an increasingly gentle expression, and then motioned her to ask the still confused Luvia:

"She's going through it and she knows it."

"Who saved us?"

So the dirty Luvia asked Luvia again. The purple-eyed girl wanted to say "Who is the outsider created by our mistakes?", but the look of the detective holding the cat immediately jumped into her head.

She breathed heavily, still unable to fully accept the scene before her. She didn't know if this was a simple dream, or something else:

"He is a very strange man, very greedy, but he is also very good to me. He is really good, and he is my chosen lover."

The dirty Luvia nodded slightly. She still wanted to ask questions, but Luvia also had her own questions.

She asked the pointed-hatted Luvia, her purple eyes filled with scrutiny:

"Since you are unwilling to say what the end is, then at least tell me, what is the future like?"

"You won't remember anything when you wake up, so why are you obsessed with the future?"

The lady in the pointed hat asked, but looking at those stubborn purple eyes, she smiled with relief:

"As expected, it's me. The future is not bad, at least I think it's not bad. But he can't say that."

"Do you know that it's hateful to only half-talk?"

"But this is a fortune teller."

The lady in the pointed hat is still smiling, and that smile does not blend in with the yellow sand sky here at all:

"Don't worry about the future. Look, we were all in this mess in the past. Don't you and I in the future look like we are living a comfortable life?"
To be continued...