Outside, the sky was still dark, and inside the room, Yu Sheng was sleeping soundly, lost in a dream.
He dreamt of traveling with the young Baili Qing, watching a big yellow dog sit on an old man's lap playing the erhu; then he dreamt of a Hero in a fierce battle with the Black Demon King, who had formidable mana and sharp tactics, but was knocked down by a powerful blow from the Hero and dragged back to be a corporate drone; in a flash, he was then dreaming of a high and dark castle with a lone, eternal blood-red moon suspended above it, only for Freyia to poke a hole in the moon with a Light Cannon, causing it to tumble down and hit him on the forehead with a clang that made his head buzz...
Yu Sheng awoke with a start in the middle of his sleep, feeling as though something small and hard had indeed struck his forehead, his head buzzing as he opened his eyes to see a pair of scarlet eyes peering at him in the dim light.
