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"Is this still the dream I visited before?"
Asher gazed at the barren scene before him, his eyes filled with shock. As far as he could see, there was nothing but yellow sand... No, to be precise, it was a desert. There was nothing else. How was he supposed to find Tiamat here?
Asher wiped the sweat from his forehead. The scorching sun had caused beads of sweat to unwittingly form on his brow. "I only have half an hour at most, I must hurry." Asher thought to himself, then transformed into the White Dragon.
He flapped his wings, soaring through the vast desert. He could faintly see the heatwaves distorted by the intense heat, and boundless yellow sand stretched across the entire land.
"Damn it... Where has Mother hidden herself? At this rate, let alone persuading her, it'll be a problem just finding her." This desert was unbelievably vast, making him increasingly anxious the more he searched. Even as the White Dragon, searching from high above, it still took considerable time. The most crucial point was that Merlin's magic had a limited duration; he didn't have
much time to waste in a place like this.
Calm down... I must calm down. Think carefully about where Tiamat would hide.
Asher closed his eyes, recalling the scene when he last saw Tiamat. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.
The sea! Tiamat had appeared near the sea before; she probably liked the beach... If he wasn't mistaken, the current Tiamat should be near the sea. Or perhaps an oasis was possible; if he could find an oasis, there might be a chance of finding Tiamat.
The White Dragon flapped its wings under the scorching sun, searching for an oasis in this endless desert. He didn't know how long he had flown, simply soaring high, but let alone an oasis, he even thought he had been staying in the same place the whole time. Almost ten minutes had passed since he started flying, but all he could see was still yellow sand, nothing else.
"No choice, I have to speed up. Although there's a possibility of overlooking Mother, she's still very conspicuous if her size hasn't shrunk," Asher thought to himself, speeding up and flying towards the endless desert ahead.
Unknowingly, another five minutes passed. Asher lowered his gaze and sighed. The surrounding scenery remained unchanged. Even trying his best to find an oasis, all he ultimately found was yellow sand. Did Mother not want to see anyone? Was that why the dream presented itself as this desert?
Asher quickly shook his head, rejecting the idea. No... if that were the case, how could he have entered her dream? To enter someone else's dream, according to Merlin, the other person must experience emotional fluctuations. At that time, she clearly had a fluctuation when she saw the White Dragon, which was why he could enter the dream. It was too early to give up. There must be another way... Think carefully, think again, is there a way to find Tiamat?
Asher flew in mid-air, silently closing his eyes, constantly adjusting his breathing. Slowly, his previous anxiety gradually calmed down. Time had unknowingly passed for more than twenty minutes. After calming down, the White Dragon soared in mid-air, forming a cross-like shape, standing still. Its black and white scales shimmered with an enchanting luster under the sunlight.
It slowly took a breath, raised its head, and opened its
mouth towards the sky:
"Aaaaa"
Yes, this was the method Asher thought of, perhaps a very foolish method, so foolish it couldn't be any more foolish. When he first entered Tiamat's dream, he had also tried roaring like Tiamat several times. If Tiamat could hear him, perhaps she would respond.
"Aaaaaa"
Seeing no response, Asher didn't give up, about to roar again, but then, a faint, beautiful singing voice came from somewhere far away.
"Is she there?!"
Asher didn't hesitate. He sharply twisted his body and lashed his tail, rocketing towards the source of the sound. Faster, push the speed to the limit! Asher didn't know how this barren desert was formed, nor did he have time to think. He just wanted to catch up to that voice.
Only by racing against time could he rewrite this damned fate and save the Mother of Earth who so gently offered to return to the Imaginary Number Space to slumber alone.
"Aaaaa" A beautiful song echoed again from the distance, growing closer and closer. Asher had already pushed his speed to the limit, rushing towards the source of the sound against the whistling wind in his ears.
He gradually began to see a hint of green ahead. It was an oasis, but under the scorching desert sun, it appeared almost distorted, like a mirage. Asher also roared, his eyes filled with joy. He was sending a signal to Tiamat, telling her to stay put and not move around.
The sunlight had dimmed at some point. The oasis became increasingly clear. Asher no longer wasted energy, simply flying straight into the oasis.
"Aaaaa"
The voice was finally within reach. The distant female figure was dimly visible. Her long green hair cascaded down her back, with only two strands covering her fair, full chest. She held her hands to her chest, singing softly, yet also seeming to speak. Feeling something approaching from behind, she turned to look at the giant white dragon. Although this massive white dragon still seemed tiny like an ant before her.
"Mother," he said softly. The White Dragon's body shrunk, returning to Asher's original appearance.
He wondered if it was his imagination, but Tiamat's colossal body seemed to have shrunk a little. Her current size was exactly the same as her external body's size, and now that she had shrunk a little, her external body had also shrunk a little.
"You're still alive," Tiamat said in a very unpolished language.
"I forgot to tell you before, the one who was summoned at that time was my clone. Goetia... I mean, that person only killed my clone," Asher said.
"Is that so," Tiamat said in a very soft voice.
Asher didn't have time to think further; he just reached out to her. "Time is running out. Come with me, Mother."
"Leave here...?" Tiamat's body was slowly shrinking. She didn't reach out; she just tilted her head slightly. "Where to?"
"Uruk. Our date isn't over yet, is it? We can go to many places and continue playing," Asher cleverly didn't mention the current state of Uruk, nor did he mention that Tiamat's body was now instinctively seeking revenge on the land.
"It's enough. Everyone is afraid of me. Going out to play will only cause trouble for others." "Staying here, I can sleep forever and won't bother the children," she continued.
Asher froze. He suddenly understood Tiamat's thoughts. After leaving here... where could she go? After waking up, would she return to the Imaginary Number Space to slumber again? But permanent slumber in the Imaginary Number Space was no different from permanent death for her. If anything, she preferred permanent death, seeking revenge on this land after self-sealing, making a clean break with everything of the past, and then permanently, never to awaken again, sleeping on this land.
"You can go to many places, not just Uruk. Everyone here knows you. Just go somewhere else," Asher said.
"Will you take me away?" Tiamat asked.
Take her away? Asher had never thought about this question. As a Beast of Regression, where could he take her? A moist, soft feeling suddenly came over his cheek, like an animal mother comforting her child. Tiamat gently licked Asher's face.
"Don't lick my face, it's weird," Asher said in a very soft voice. Tiamat indeed stopped, pressed his head against her chest, stroked his head, and then said, "You go back."
Go back? If he went back now, everything would be completely over. Merlin's magic couldn't be used a second time. When the time ran out, the dream would close, and there would be no second chance to bring her back.
"Come back with me, Mother," Asher grabbed Tiamat's wrist.
"Go back where?" she asked again.
"Anywhere, you don't have to stay in Uruk, and you don't have to stay in the Imaginary Number Space. This world is vast, we can go to other places... or return to Britain with me"
His voice suddenly stopped. Asher's mouth was slightly open, but he found that he couldn't speak. No, it wasn't that he couldn't speak; it was that time was up. Yellow sand filled the desert. A strong wind blew. Asher opened his mouth several times but couldn't make a sound. He was horrified to find that his hand had passed through Tiamat's body.
Don't mess around at a time like this, Merlin, can you be more reliable?! Are you Ishtar or something?!
Asher roared inwardly. After a brief?, Tiamat gently waved at him.
No... it's not like that! What I wanted to say was that I could take you back. We could just go back to Britain.
Once we're back, I'll arrange a big bed for you to sleep as
much as you want. Let me finish my sentence, damn it!
But no matter how Asher roared or struggled in his mind, his body only became more ethereal, unable to make a sound. Finally, his vision turned completely black.
"Aaaaa"
A faint song echoed in the darkness. Asher slowly opened
his eyes.
"Mother's size is shrinking!"
"It seems Asher succeeded!"
"Succeeded?!" When Asher slowly opened his eyes, he found himself lying on Sleipnir's back at some unknown point. Ishtar's face was very close. She looked overjoyed and asked impatiently, "Did it succeed?!"
Asher opened his eyes. His expression was unusually quiet. Ishtar had never seen him so calm, devoid of joy or sorrow, like an expression of complete despair. Asher slightly tilted his head to look at Tiamat in the distance.
Her size had shrunk to only slightly larger than a human, but she was still screaming furiously. He revealed a smile that looked like he was about to cry.
"It failed."
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