Chapter 725 - It Was Just A Dream.

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Sigh, another boring day.

I think I am breathing a bit harder than before…

Did I catch a cold?

I think I had a bit of fever too… But now I feel quite better.

I had some very strange dreams… But now I can barely remember them.

I only know they were weird.

Well, anyways…

I wake up from my bed, as I smell my t-shirt.

Ugh, it stinks.

I gotta go wash it, I guess.

I stretch my body a bit as it aches.

Perhaps, I should not have stayed until so late playing games while sitting on the floor, it's killing my back.

I walk out of my room as I see that everything is rather dark yet…

Did I wake up earlier than before?

That's odd, I usually sleep until like 2 pm.

I get to the toilet and do my necessities, and then, I guess I decided to take a bath.

Been some time since I took one.

Ah, the warm water really does relax me.

As I feel the warm water wash out my body, I begin to think about what to do today.

I think today is the weekend, right?

Hm… Yeah.

Man, I am hungry.

I quickly dry out my body and get some fresh clothes that smell way better.

I walk towards the dinner table as I see my parents.

My father is reading the newspaper, as always, while my mother is drinking tea and watching videos on youtube.

They greet me rather carefreely.

"Huh? You woke up quite early today, did you finally stopped playing games until late?" asked my father.

"What? Why would I stop playing games, old man? I actually just woke up early for some reason…" I said.

"Then how many hours did you slept at the end?" asked my mother.

"Err… I slept at like… 5 am… And then it's around 10? So five hours?" I asked.

"That's quite little…" said my mother.

"Well, he's young, so maybe his body can take it," said my father.

"Anyways, what's for breakfast?" I ask, I was rather hungry.

"Ah, cereal, your favorite," said my mother.

"Aw come on, not even pancakes… What about Rimuru's pastries?" I asked.

Eh?

What… did I just ask?

Rimuru's pastries?

What?

What is that?

Why did I say that?

From where did those words come?

"Rimu- what?" asked my mother.

"Ah… never mind," I said.

"Maybe you're finally getting schizophrenia for living indoors for so long," laughed my father.

"Don't even joke with things like that, old man…" I said, serving myself some cold milk and chocolate-flavored cereal, well, it is better than nothing.

I tap my phone as I glance at the news.

Nothing much other than some political issues on Twitter…

I then move into my Discord server, where I see some stupid memes that bring me a dumb smile from time to time.

Ah, then I search around my other discord server.

Monster Girls…

This is a special Discord Server where true monster girls lovers gather.

We simply share monster girl art, and well, there is also a wiki about franchises where monster girls are the protagonists, we also like to look them around.

Ah, Monster Girl Encyclopedia Volume 4 will soon come, I cannot wait…

Man, I already want it on my bookshelf.

I then glance around at light novels, there is a lot of stuff I gotta read…

Hm?

When I tap into the Webnovel app, I find this odd novel.

Epic of Caterpillar.

There is… a main character that is a caterpillar?

That's dumb.

And it evolves into a fairy, basing it on the cover.

Damn, she is hot though.

And who are those two at her sides?

There is a blue-skinned girl with multiple arms, long black horns, and a beautiful black dress, she seems to be a witch of sorts.

And to her other side, there is this beautiful slime girl with shiny rainbow eyes.

Oof, is this a monster girl novel?

Even if the premise is stupid… if it is about monster girls…

I then read the first few chapters, they were rather similar to the one novel about the spider, but it had some twists.

The grammar was quite ok, although I cannot expect much from Webnovels, they are often of low quality compared to paperback books after all.

At first, the character is pretty cringy, screaming a lot, and the author writes a ton of stupid 'BOOM!' sound effects…

Well, it gets better as I go.

But…

Where is the monster girls' harem?

So lame…

Oh, there it is.

It actually happens pretty late… the introduction is pretty much monsters battling against each other until the main character finally gets to evolve into a hot fairy girl.

As I finish eating cereal, I sit on the couch and enjoy the breeze coming from the balcony, my parents are just as relaxed and silent as me, so everything is quite good to read.

I keep reading for a few more couples of chapters.

And I can't help but find odd things.

There is a Rimuru character in this… and it oddly reminds me of the words I said earlier.

Also, the main character…

I don't know why but its backstory is very similar to mine?

It even speaks similarly to me and all…

It must be… my imagination.

But for some reason…

I find most of the events going on in this thing familiar.

It was odd at first and I thought it was simply the familiarity of other books.

But no, this familiarity is different.

This is…

As if I had lived all of this.

So weird.

Was this an odd dream that ended up similar to this Webnovel?

Weird.

I then glance at the author, her name is PancakesWitch…

Pancakes…

Nah, it's just a coincidence.

I look at her profile and she has this second novel.

It's named Demon Queen Rebirth, and honestly, it is quite better than the caterpillar one.

The author has really progressed since then, huh…

Hm…

Odd.

I feel like these two protagonists…

They are… familiar too?

I remember something.

Clouded memories about talking with them.

Maybe I am really getting crazy.

I guess this is how people think that they have prophetic dreams?

They just happen to go through a series of weird coincidences.

But even with all the coincidences, it's not like I can do anything anyways.

But it still quite weird, isn't it?

Anyways, so what?

I just had some weird dream and we got into this crap.

Not like I can do anything about it.

There is not some kind of magic or special power in this world.

It's all dull and simple, boring.

There is nothing much about all of this aside from what humanity had created…

I guess the entertainment is fairly good.

I mean, I live for it.

However, I cannot help but find something odd about all of this.

I glance at my parents the last time as I walk to the bathroom.

There, I wash my face one last time and see myself through the mirror.

The same old neet.

Yeah…

But why?

Why does this feel odd? It's my face.

I mean, why would I look odd to myself?

I walk back to my room and sit on my bed, I get to read some light novels while listening to music.

Nothing much I can do about all of that, so I decided to simply forget it.

However, as much as I try to read, I cannot seem to focus.

I am still thinking about this weird novel.

I leave the book away and open the app.

I begin reading the novel again…

It's oddly fun.

Epic of Caterpillar seems like a mix of a lot of the novels I like…

Oh, although it being gender bender and female main character probably makes a lot of the audience neglect it.

After all most folks hate gender bender and do not even read female main character novels.

Even when they are so filled with action and awesome things like this one.

I do not really care about those Tags because I am not such a crybaby like these guys.

I mean look at the reviews, they are just talking biased bullshit.

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Really, as I keep reading, I cannot help but… feel like I actually lived all of this?

I know it's freaking odd, but I cannot help but think this…

I continue reading, go to have lunch, and then come back to read again.

I am simply entailed by this novel.

I keep reading more, feeling as if I am being absorbed by this imaginary world that this author created.

And I keep having this exhilarating sensation that I lived all of this for some odd reason.

It is already 10 pm.

I feel quite exhausted.

My eyes feel tired too.

I cannot help but… force myself to read more.

This is really fucking… annoying.

But something is calling me to it.

It is as if…

This is fucking weird!

I try to take my eyes off this novel, but I cannot!

My entire body aches, but I keep reading.

Hours and hours go by.

I have already caught up with the novel.

The latest chapter was left on a huge cliffhanger…

It was when Kireina was about to devour the Origin Core Fragment while her family and friends defended her Empire from an army of Demons and Gods.

Can't the author upload more chapters?

I glance at the last time it published a chapter…

What?

One year ago?

No way…

What is up with the author?

I try to see her history, whenever she commented the last time or something.

I find her last comment being 11 months ago…

It said: "Sorry, but a lot of things came in my life, so I won't be able to continue the story for now… But do not worry, whenever things stabilize, I will come back to it."

What do you mean?!

Come back now!

No…

It all was left without an end…

Haahh…

Maybe I am getting crazy or something.

I feel so tired.

But it was all so odd.

I even felt as if I was that fairy.

Did I really live all of that?

No way in hell, that would be way too fucking weird.

I am an ugly ass man, how would I even reincarnate into a hot babe?

That would be strange and weird.

But for some reason…

Man, I miss those characters.

Eh?

Why?

Why do I miss them?

I have never met them in person…

In fact, they are fictional and do not exist.

Why would I miss them?

It's already like 4 am…

I drink some water and then I fall asleep.

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I gain back my sight, as I find myself in a strange place.

A palace of sorts.

I am… surrounded by a lot of people.

These characters…

They look really similar to the descriptions and art of Epic of Caterpillar…

What is going on in here?

I glance at my hands, as they are pale white, with long purple nails.

At my back, there is… a pair of butterfly wings…

My hair is silky and long, of the same color as my nails.

My entire body feels slimmer and… sexier?

And I got these… enormous boobs now.

While also wearing this sexy dress.

Man, these heels are a bit too much now.

What is up with this?

I am a man!

…But.

This is… weird.

Am I… dreaming of being Kireina?

Oh my god, this is like those cringe fanfics.

No way…

So was I always this cringy?

Holy shit…

"Masta, I'm hungry!"

A beautiful slime girl speaks to me, calling me 'Masta', as she would to the original Kireina.

Man, my dreams are quite something.

"I-I see… Well… lets… have breakfast?" I ask.

"Guuu! I will make some donuts~!" said the slime girl, Rimuru.

So… odd.

I glace around me, and the people are all doing their own things.

Some talk, others practice wrestling (?), and the kids play and run around.

So odd.

Yet…

So familiar.

This feeling of familiarity, from where is it coming?

It makes me want to keep being in here…

To make all of this real.

It is surely…

Better than reality.

The old and boring reality.

The old and boring world.

The old and boring life I have.

All of this feels way better…

Maybe I could…

Maybe this crazy dream can last some more.

I might as well try to interact with the people in here?

All of them are just fictional, but they seem so real and familiar to me.

It feels so odd.

What can I do about all of this?

I glance at my surroundings, as Rimuru comes inside the hall again, alongside many Arachne wearing maid outfits.

They all carry a lot of things to eat…

All of it looks delicious.

I can't help but feel a lot of hunger.

As I try to move, the Dream begins to fragment…

The entire place begins to fall as if they were mere pieces of glass reflecting a fictional world, a world that doesn't exist.

However, the people in here notice it, as they scream in pain…

In agony…

I cannot do anything about this, I try to help them, but I can't.

The dreams quickly fragment more, as the people around me disappear.

Rimuru cries, running towards me.

I run towards her, trying to grab her hand.

But it all fragments when we were a few millimeters away from touching our fingers.

"Masta!" she cries, as her entire being fragments into pieces that dissipate into nothingness…

I wake up, noon.

I guess it was all just a dream, once more…

It was all a dream.

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