When I was repairing broken dreams for people in a border town, a mysterious man with silver hair like snow came to me. He patted the blood-stained dream cocoon on the table, his pupils shimmering like stars: "Reverse Weaver, help me seal the Dream Eater - use your life in exchange for mine."
I am a wanted rebel who killed his master, and he is a boundary keeper with incomplete memory. When the dream eater formed by dark matter wakes up in the dream cocoon, we have to dive into those twisted illusory worlds - the pocket watch manor that is forever turned upside down in the rainstorm, the living people rot into bones in the reverse flow of time; the bell tower in the silent city swallows all sounds, only the heartbeat is deafening; the guests at the bloody wedding toast repeatedly, and there are countless prying eyes hidden under the bride's veil.
Every time he uses his power, he forgets important things, but he stubbornly remembers to protect me. Until one day in the collapsed ruins of the dream, he suddenly grabbed my wrist, and thousands of years of memory fragments exploded in his eyes: "It turns out that we have fallen in love nine hundred and ninety-nine times as early as the depths of the ruins of time."
When the last layer of the dream cocoon was torn open, I finally understood the secret engraved in his soul - the so-called boundary keeper is just a container created by the master to seal the dreamer; and my life-long escape was actually to reunite with him and send him into eternal reincarnation again.
"I will be the container this time." I held his increasingly transparent hand, "Dream Eater wants to swallow the whole world? Then we will feed it into the cracks of the time ruins."
Intention: Not afraid of obstruction