For the first time in his life Reiner was unable to understand even when using his abilities how was this all happening who was causing it and why he needed to know. When he spotted Ryse turning to look outside was when he found his answer. A very strange and bizarre answer he couldn't help but laugh to himself.
'Really now?' he thought 'All premeditated....It was all premeditated' His eyes narrowed as he took a long and clear look at everyone in the hall 'How had i not noticed? Just how?' His gaze stopped at a petite figure of a woman with black hair neatly braided into a bun she wore a beige colored dress shirt and a deep blue skirt. Her hazel eyes stared blankly at the dead body of a fat man not far away from her. What caught his attention was a faint smile at the corner of her lips and a purple colored diary in her hand that vanished turning into several tiny codes.
'It's her' He thought, Even if he knew something he did not stop it and instead walked over to Ryse murmuring under his breath he repeated the same words like a broken record.
"Wake up"
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Ryse felt suffocated, His mind reeling with thoughts when he heard a clear and vivid voice ring in his head.
"Wake up"
As if a switch had been flipped his entire being shook with sudden clarity`. Reiner was beside him repeating 'wake up' just loud enough for him to hear.What ever he had thought first was wrong, turns out that it was actually like this all this time.
He felt his hand wrapped in another and felt a blast of energy all around him. He saw the three men Andre, Alan and Victor quickly walk over and enter a barrier of some type. The white light was blinding and he closed his eyes tightly in pain. The next time he opened his eyes he saw white the smell of disinfectant was everywhere mixed with the smell of medicine.
"The patient is awake! The patient is awake!"
He heard a woman shouting and running out. The steady beeping of a machine next to him somewhat awoke him from his lethargic state.
"Master! Al was so worried when master stopped responding and suddenly fell asleep! How is master feeling?"
"Stopped responding?" Ryse muttered, "What happened?" HE was completely and utterly confused he did not understand a single thing.
"When we arrived in this world master stopped responding fifteen minutes after. Al tried many ways to connect with master's consciousness but there was something stopping Al's interference with master's mind. Then Al contacted the main system and found that master had fallen into a deep sleep and if master did not wake up by himself then master might die."
"What about the task?" Ryse frowned.
"The task was successfully completed" The AI answered.
"So everything i knew was fake?"
"In a sense"
"What do you mean?"
"Some of the parts of the dream according to the main system were real memories of the original body"
"What about the original owner? The plot?"
"Master has already completed the task by finding the world was fake and waking up so master will receive the plot of the real world."
"Oh...."
[Micah Irwin king of songs entered a coma after a car accident. having no attachments in the world he drifted deep in his mind in the dreams that were more than just dreams. They were fabricated and created so realistically by the outsider that Micah could not tell fake from real. He drifted in the dreams so long lived a life in them and even died in them resulting in his death in reality.
All because of a person who did not belong in this world he who was to be the father of the son of the world was killed before he even met his match. The outsider was strong too strong for the world consciousness to eject hence why the world asked for help.]
Ryse blinked staring blankly at the ceiling, "Was the dream I was in created for Micah or for me?" He was in doubt about this world so strange so scary who is that outsider did he somehow knew who he was?.
The AI had no answer to that.
[MISSION COMPLETE. INITIATING EJECTION FROM THE WORLD IN 30....27....24....19.....3.....2....1]
The moment Ryse left the world still wrapped in confusion, The door to the ward opened a young woman with black hair and hazel eyes walked in looking down at the confused eyes of the patient on the bed she clicked her tongue.
"It can't be helped that I am late" She whispered.