Fantasy and Reality

Under the ink-stained sky is the dark outline of the city, which separates Wolfe from the world like a silhouette. The clothes on Wolfe's body and the sword in his hand are still their true colors, but the surrounding scenery is filled with hazy gray and black light and shadow. Another Wolf walked out of the shadows. He emerged from the darkness and raised his sword to slash Wolf from behind! The colorful brilliance spread from the sword to Wolfe's whole body. He turned around and lowered Shadow Wolfe's sword, and followed the sword's direction to attack Shadow Wolfe with the hilt. Shadow Wolf put away his sword and stepped back, looked at him and said: "The game begins!" The voice was consistent with his, but with an inexplicable tone. Shadow Wolf disappeared into the darkness, and then the darkness began to shatter, and dazzling light filled the world. Shadow Wolf's voice sounded in the light, "How do you know that this is not another dream?" Wolfe was dazzled by the light and then lost consciousness. He woke up and opened his eyes immediately. He was still lying on the bed where he fell asleep last night, with the sword at hand. There seemed to be countless eyes watching him in the dim sky...