Here again, this illusory and familiar dream often takes advantage of the void in the evenings when I am extremely tired.

I am alone, in this forest, there is rain and dew, and it is morning. The morning light was not dazzling, and I followed the looming path to the end, and I knew that at the end of it was the wooden house, but the dream came so often that I no longer resisted going there, because for many years, when I appeared in front of me, I would hear someone calling to me, just a simple sentence: "Blank, take me away". Then the dream dissipated, and the nightmare faded, leaving only me, more tired, sweating and not wanting to move.

I hate the cabin. It's like I hate this nightmare, it always haunts me. In the past 5 years, I have even been a little afraid of the dark night, the fact that I am afraid of going to bed at night when I am very tired. Why does Nightmare always bring me here, and why can't I escape this cabin after all? There are so many things in this wooden house that I don't want to remember.

A familiar voice sounded in my ears, low and devoid of horror, sounding more like a plea than a plea.

"Blank, take me away, this is the contract you promised me, it is your promise".

I stopped, wooden. This sentence, which has been repeated and listened to countless times, has increased. But I stopped, refused to go forward, and walked towards the hut. When I woke up and was sweating profusely, I picked up the glass of water next to me and poured it into my mouth. I was confused about the change in my dream, and I didn't have more time to think, and I felt a burning sensation in the palm of my hand holding the cup. I turned my hand and saw that there were two wounds, which were not painful, but the burning sensation was strong. I wasn't very worried about the change in my dreams and the burning sensation in my palms, but I was curious, curious about what caused this sudden change.

All day, I struggled to get to the cabin, took a big sip of coffee, put down my cup, and decided to go back, the place where I had lived for 20 years, the forest, the cabin, the memories that I had always resisted.

After 2 days of travel, I stopped the car, I really haven't been back for a long time, I hiked deep into the forest, found the most lush tree in the forest, and asked in a low voice, can I go home?

The big tree, a leaf falling, and words appeared on it. "Welcome home, little master blank. We all miss you. "I stood, and the branches of that tree embraced me. I walked into the portal that emerged from the trunk of the tree, and I returned.

The forest in the forest, I don't know when the world here began, and I don't know how it came to be, but I was born here, and the moment I walked in, I saw that the yellowing branches and leaves of this forest were slowly changing into lush green, and when the whole forest became a sea, they each fell a green leaf. I know they're welcoming me home. But why welcome me back with fallen leaves, the welcome ceremony of falling leaves is the most solemn ceremony in this forest. And, why, when I came in, they were yellowish like autumn, I have lived here for 20 years and have never seen autumn in this world, they have no seasons, or rather, there are no seasons in this world. Dad said that this world is like summer.

I walked to the cabin, stood where I heard the voice in my dream, and shouted, "Who are you?" Why do you keep getting into my dreams? Why did I say I gave you a contract, why did I say I promised you? ”

A voice came from behind him: "Young Master Blank, you promised me." Master Blank, I'm Wumuyuan, Master Blank, your father, passed away. ”

"I know that divination has passed, but I have only divined the result, and I have no ability to divinate the cause and process. I didn't answer with a loss.

Your father said that you would not be sad about his death, and he was glad that you would not be sad. After all, he's your only relative.

I was silent, not wanting to respond to him.

"Young Master Blank, you promised me that if your father dies, you will inherit my contract from your father, the proof of the contract in the palm of your right hand has already emerged, it is the inheritance contract we signed when you were 5 years old, you were still very young at that time, will you not remember, but the contract was signed by Young Master Blank himself. He asked me.

"I don't remember, I'm too young, probably my dad used some means to trick me into signing the contract. I replied to him.

My dad was a warlock, so after I was born, the ability to contract was one of my innate abilities, and one of my most proficient abilities. For divination, I don't have my mother's talent. Every time you divination, you can only see a very small part, and it is messy and clueless. Only my father's death was the only time I got the result of divination.

"But I will inherit your contract", I replied without hesitation.

The contract must be signed on the basis of mutual consent, and although I don't know how my father asked me to sign the inheritance contract with Gogihara back then, he and I both agreed to the signing of the contract at that time. It's just that this contract will only be officially established if the previous owner dies.

"Why did the forest turn autumn when I returned?" I asked.

"Because the forest has no owner, this forest relies on the vitality of the master and prospers, now there is no owner, it will wither, it will go through the cold winter, if the blank young master does not come back, the forest will not recover after the cold winter, it will die directly. The world will also collapse. Gogihara looked at me and replied.

"Could it be that the forest drained my father's life and caused my father's death?" I asked casually.

"No, the forest will not consume your father's life, the forest is born with your father, originally, if the blank young master did not sign an inheritance contract with me, after your father died, the forest would also die, but you inherited the contract, and the forest is now born with you. And I am the medium between the blank young master and the forest, and my existence is the evidence that the forest and the blank young master live together. I am the embodiment of the forest, present everywhere in the forest. Gogihara continued to explain my doubts to me, and I wondered in my heart why my father had never told me before.

Gogihara said that because the inheritance contract was effective from the moment my father died, but from the moment the contract was established, I was not in the forest, and Gogihara did not have the strength to reverse summon himself to appear by my side. So he found the dream demon that had infested me and wanted to send me a message. However, the dream demon devours nightmares and has a weak ability to transmit information. The message can only be conveyed to me through dreaming.

Thinking about it this way, this dream has infected me for 5 years, and my father has been dead for 5 years. It turned out that from the moment I left the forest, my father had a change. It's just, what exactly happened.

Wukihara didn't know what happened to his father, which led to his death, so it seems that his father didn't die in the forest, otherwise this Wukihara, who exists in every part of the forest, would definitely know everything.

And now, I not only inherited the contract between Gogihara and my father, but also inherited the forest the moment my father died. No wonder when I returned, the forest welcomed me with such a solemn leaf-falling ceremony. They were welcoming the hosts home.

But I have the power to protect this forest.

I walked to the hut and pushed open the door that had not been opened for a long time, wondering if my father had left any clues, and wanted to lie down in the room that belonged to me when I did not leave the forest, and accept this fact, because inheriting the forest means that I can no longer get out of the forest, and my father walking out of the forest means that he has voluntarily given up his life.

I wonder what caused my father to get out of the forest.

I think I need time to accept that I became the master of this forest, and the owner was destined to be trapped in the forest for the rest of his life.

(To be continued)