In Grande's bedroom, Zach looked at the exact same stone sculpture as Madison, "Mai, Madison......"

No, no, no!

There is still a little more to say before returning to this world.

I know that the relationship between the three worlds of purgatory, this world, and the world of the Holy Lord's faith is becoming more and more confusing. This is the last chapter on this kind of thing!

And this chapter begins with the 'world' where these three worlds are mixed up - this is a dream world, a dream world that is detached from reality, an illusory dream world.

A baby's dream.

"Why do you only babble~"

Philip the Dream Demon reached out and tapped the baby's little nose.

"Yike...... Yikes...... Yikes. ”

Remember the Dream Demon, a soul alien race with the ability to break through illusion and reality. Oh, and perhaps everyone remembers Mr. Green's son who committed suicide, Philip. It's the same, there's such a dream demon in this story.

This Philip, now he has no ability to break through the illusion and enter reality. Remember, he 'died', and after infinitely replicating 'Colt', he was executed by his friend Soulwalker with great difficulty, and sent him to purgatory so that the world would not be destroyed by this dream demon.

But the dream demon is still a dream demon, he still walks through dreams, he even ...... Appeared once, recalling that Walter met Philip the Dream Demon after entering a world at a fork in the road in time. The scene is Grande, a Grande who is overlapped by layers of afterimages.

There are creatures in purgatory who dream, and it is Grande who dreams. Who it is is not worth paying attention to. Anyway, Philip the Dream Demon, here, in someone's dream of Grandry.

About the dream world, we have analyzed, do you still have an impression?

Dreams are a strange thing. It has no logic, no laws.

The space in your dreams is always changing strangely, and often you are still in your childhood memories at this time, and you turn your head to the city that is now squeezing the value of your existence. The time in the dream is always jumping in disorder, often you raise your hand and knock on the door of your current lover, but when the door opens, it is your ex holding his face, "Loved!"

Belch.

Dream is such a vexatious place.

And Philip lives on this vexatious place...... Perhaps, he is dead and has become a floor in the 'labyrinth' of purgatory. It doesn't matter what reality is, in the illusion that only the dream demon can touch—the vexatious dream, the dream demon Philip is in the constant chaos of space and time...... Tease a baby.

And this baby is Adam Grande.

"Can you dream of something else?" asked Philip, teasing the floating baby, "I knew I shouldn't have come running to see this new 'Grande'." Philip sighed, "There's nothing here, I can't get out." Unless~" Philip shook the fingers of his hands and cooed the babbling baby, "You dream of something else~anything~let me out~"

The dream changed.

In the darkness of the world, the Dream Demon felt like he was being wrapped in something liquid.

Philip floated for a moment, "Please tell me this is not Mokawi's womb......"

"Yike...... Yikes......"

"Uh, what am I counting on. Philip rolled his eyes, "You're such a small baby, I'm afraid you don't even have much material for dreaming." "Again," he asked, "Let's go back to Grande." ”

The world has not changed.

"Please~~" The dream demon cooed the floating baby again.

"Yike...... Yikes......"

The dark world is starting to change a little, but ...... It didn't seem like the change Philip was expecting.

"Don't!" Philip the Dream Demon tensed, "Please don't dream about how you were made! I can't accept it!!"

"Yike...... Yikes......"

Philip the Dream Demon felt the push of the liquid wrapped around him, moving back and forth uncontrollably in a certain direction.

"Please stop, please stop, please stop......" Philip closed his eyes.

Some strange push sensation made Philip open his eyes, and at a glance, Philip closed his eyes again, "Oh my God, let me die!"

White, flooding the space. Thousands, thousands...... No, billions of white strips rushed into this pitch-black space. And Philip and the baby are right in the middle of this impact.

"Yike...... Ahh

"Who said that babies are the purest creatures in the world? I'm going to kill him first, I'm killing myself!"

Relax, Philip can't kill anyone.

"Is it over?" Philip felt the touch around his body settle and reopened his eyes.

Philip saw the ...... suspended in the center of the space Uh, you know.

"Ahh......h......h

"Please don't touch that thing. Philip reluctantly reached out to pull the baby, "You will be traumatized for the rest of your life, trust me." ”

Baby, "Ahh......h

Ay. Don't force it, it's a baby, a dream baby.

Baby Adam, touched the 'egg'.

In Philip's field of vision, a membrane appeared - the only reason Philip perceived this membrane was because of the light and shadow in his vision, which was refracted ......

No, it's not refraction, it's ...... Reflection!

Another baby, another dream demon Philip, another 'egg', tugging at a brief afterimage, appeared at the other end of the membrane......

No, no, it's not a reflection either, it's ......

Philip the Dream Demon on the other end turned his head and looked at Philip the Dream Demon on the other side of the membrane.

The two Phillips looked at each other and winked.

The two Phillips looked at each other, then looked away together, looking around. New refraction, no, reflection, no...... The third, fourth Philip appeared after the new membrane.

The four Phillips looked at each other.

"Ready. "Four Philips reminded themselves at the same time, the fifth, the sixth, the seventh, the eighth, the 'egg', and the baby joined the pair behind the newly appearing membrane......

"Yaya~~~"

"Whose idea was it for this baby to dream of anything other than the Grande?" "The eighth, no, the sixteenth, the thirty-second, the sixty-fourth, the one hundred and twenty...... Uh, whoever is good at math should do the math, junior high school biology only. This Xth Philip looked gloomily at many of himself, "Now we are trapped in this dream that has no hope of getting out!"

Numerous fingers pointed to the first Philip, "him." ”

The first Philip wrinkled, "I, blame me, is it funny?

"Nope. "...... Well, I don't know if it's a four-digit Philip lying in front of the membrane he's on, "This human cell has begun to divide, life has been formed! Time has begun to advance! And you, the first, we are all timeline advancements." You're the guy who brought us to this timeline! Our presence in this timeline is responsible for what you did at the beginning of this timeline!"

"Huh. The first Philip looked at Philip, who was far away and had been pushed to a farther place by countless membranes, "Timeline? Are we arguing about timeline now? Everyone, a little bit of a dream demon's self-esteem, we have never followed any laws." ”

A certain Philip in the fortieth digit, "As long as this dream doesn't stop, there's no point in talking about self-esteem, look, we don't even have organs formed now, it's just a collection of cells, and the devil knows how long this baby will stay in this dream." ”

Somebody Philip in the 400th digit, "yes, as long as we're in this timeline, everything we're going through now is a result of what we've done in the past." This Philip was too far away, he no longer knew who they were blaming, pointing to the left, "You are the past me, and you are responsible for the situation I am in now." ”

"Fuck off. Philip on the left had a gloomy face, "I'm coming out from behind you, I'm your future, and I'm going to find you to be responsible for the past!"

"I'm sorry. Philip, who knew his mistake and corrected it, pointed to the right, "Then I'm looking for you, you're always mine." ”

"Tsk, I am. Philip, who was pointed, looked at the happy babbling baby holding the 'egg', "But it's not my fault, it's my past." He pointed to another Philip.

"It's not me!" Philip, who was pointed, pointed to his past.

"What the hell am I doing!

"It's him!"

"Him!"

"He ......"

“......”

Eventually, the first Philip, the body swayed a little. Being pointed to by the infinite self, this feeling, 'wonderful' is ineffable.

"Why?!Just because I'm the first?I'm all of you's past??," the first Philip defended himself.

Countless Phillips looked at each other.

"That's how the rules of a time-controlled world are, isn't it?" I don't know which Philip spoke, looking at Philip who was closest to him, "Go." Thoughtfully, "Isn't it hell, is it a sinful world?"

I don't know which Philip agreed, "Is the future a good one?" and then "Hey, the 'me' who came out later, has anyone come to the future?"

"Are you stupid? No one will make it to the future. A certain Philip said, "We're all here and now and then into the past, uh, technically, we're all in hell." Muttered, "Literally hell." Glancing back at the babbling baby, "Hey." Sigh.

"Hey, hey, look, what's that original sin doing?!"

Countless Philip looked at the first Philip.

The first Philip felt the sight, and after a chill, he continued the movement of his hand - he, tearing the membrane, "Didn't you say this is hell! Hmph, this membrane, this membrane that keeps us appearing, and the membrane that makes hell accumulate, isn't it time!"

"Hey, what he said makes sense~"

Some Philip joined in the action of tearing the membrane, "Open this membrane, we may be able to meet Walter ~ and then we can get out of this dream ~ "

But some, without action, "Then come on, let's stay here and wait for this dream to end, back to Grande." We've all felt it, there are fewer and fewer creatures dreaming of Grande in Purgatory lately, and if we leave Grande this time, we may never return to Grande, forever lost in chaotic dreams. ”

"There is no point in our disagreement here, everything depends on the 'me' who is now. "An already quite distantly distant voice spoke. The discussion went to a distant place.

The first Philip was torn apart with his persistence. Of course, he is the original sin.

But a new discussion began to emerge, and the Philips of the past began to create new 'sins'-

"Don't you wonder why this thing was able to start life and create a timeline?"

"What's so curious?vampire bodies, werewolf souls, they are destined to unite~"

"Body and soul equals time?" is the most stupid conclusion I've ever heard. ”

"Stupid or not stupid, it's all true, look. "'Egg'," perfect body, perfect soul, and then this thing starts to split. Time was born, and we, tsk, if we were still in purgatory, Leo's guy would be screaming and coming to merge us remnants together. But look at us now, separated here by these membranes, each of which exists independently. Uh, I feel like I'm going to be schizophrenic. ”

"We're schizophrenic, have we forgotten? We're Philip Greene, we're almost VIP patients in our father's nursing home!"

"Speaking of the sanatorium, it's Pochi Quinquin's now. Hey, I think Sloane. ”

"I don't know how he's doing now......"

This discussion has gone far again, literally and literally, everyone understands...... And the first Philip -

But even the inexplicable original sin on his back gave the motivation that this first Philip brought did not allow him to fulfill his expectations.

This membrane is unbreakable.

The first Philip gave up. Looking at the film that distorts light and shadow......

The dazzling colors dye these films, circulate in the gap between the films, and everything vibrates in this sudden color.

"What's going on??" asked Philip, who had countless fine points.

"I think we're going to ...... Differentiated into organs......"

"Oh my God, I don't want to be an excretory organ!!"

"I don't have to choose, my fine 'brother', remember the textbooks we read, the first organ to form is the intestines, one end is the mouth, and the other end is the ......"

"Wait a minute, isn't this Purgatory?!The thoughts that Leo says are the remains of all the creatures in Purgatory?!"

"Hey, it's really like it!Ha! So are those thoughts planning our cells into organs? Ha, these thoughts are dead and want to drive life action~ Turn our cells into 'people'~"

"Don't be so optimistic, I think they just want to break through these membranes and occupy the perfect body and soul in this membrane, after all, 'thought' needs matter to 'move'!"

"Uh, you have a point. ”

"It's not me who said it, it's him. ”