[Not Mindless, Not a Wish-Fulfillment Story, Not Invincible, No System, Readers Who Mind There Is No Female Lead Should Read with Caution]
“You are my plaything. In the name of Them, I grant you the Eye of Reincarnation.”
For the twelve years between the ages of ten and twenty-two, Fang Yu's dreams were trapped in an endless cycle, repeating over and over.
Every day, from ten at night until six in the morning, he would unconsciously slip into a dream state, and no one could wake him.
Ending things with gunfire, robbing the rich to help the poor, fighting alone, daring to storm government buildings... He had done it all, in dreams of things that once happened only in Sin City.
Then one day, his dreams suddenly changed.
In his dreams, he saw people who had appeared only in reality, and gradually came into contact with the secrets hidden behind the world.
“What lies beyond the dreams?”
“Could They... really be the kind of gods the West talks about?”
“Is everything following a set course, or are They controlling my dreams?”
“So you're saying you saw the future in your dreams? And even came to believe for a time that reality was actually the false dream?”
“...”
To be honest, I was really tired reading this novel. If I really wanted to write a review, the word count would probably start in 4 digits. I'm very tired and don't want to write anymore, and I won't delete the previous comments. That's my personal opinion. The author plays with the reader just as much as he does.
Why is the protagonist so depressed all the time? 🤦 Can you support the author?
Dude, pretty cool