Dream Eater(2)

Avasyu woke up again.But this time, something was different.

He noticed the growl.It wasn't meant to frighten him.It was hunger.A deep, guttural sound from the monster's empty stomach.

And then—another realization struck him.

The monster had no tongue.That's why it only devoured heads—the easiest part to swallow whole.

It didn't take long for Avasyu to understand another harsh truth—The light gun was useless.Completely ineffective.

His mind raced, tangled in a mess of thoughts—confusion, fear, desperation.He felt restless.Trapped in a cycle of death he couldn't escape.His body trembled, his breaths shallow. Overthinking. Panicking.

Yet, the only thing keeping him from completely losing himself—He couldn't feel pain.But he knew…His body did.

Everything he experienced—his body endured it. His mind simply refused to process the agony.And that realization?

It terrified him even more.

To calm himself, Avasyu began meditating again.Hours passed as he focused his mind, sorting through his tangled thoughts

And then--he made a decision.

He would face the monster.There was no other way.Hiding, running, or waiting would only make him prey.If he wanted to survive, he had to attack first.

No more hesitation.No more fear.

He would use every weapon, every trick, every ounce of knowledge he had.And if that wasn't enough,

He would experiment.Trial and error.

He didn't care how many times he died. He had infinite chances.

He would learn. Adapt. Find the monster's weakness.

This time,He would find a way to kill it.If not this time, then the next.If not the next, then the one after that.He would keep trying-again and again- until the monster was dead.

This time, he went straight to the armory

He armed himself with everything- guns, bombs, explosives.

He was waiting for the monster in his room.

At exactly 6 PM, the monster appeared

And before it could take a step.

Avasyu attacked.He threw bombs first.

Boom!

Nothing.But something was different

The monster didn't counterattack.

Taking advantage of that, he unloaded everything. More bombs. More firepower. More destruction.

Boom! Boom!

Still--nothing.The creature absorbed everything.Every explosion.Every attack.And Once again, he failed.

So The monster devoured his head.And just like before—

Everything went black.And He followed the white light only to wake up at the starting point.

He went to the chief's room and found a notebook.Without hesitation, he documented everything—every detail, every failure, every clue.This was his third attempt at getting rid of the monster.

When he finished writing, he kept the notebook with him. He needed to know—if he died again and reset, would the book reset with him? Or would it remain?

But he couldn't sit still and wait for answers.This time, he brought salt.The creature looked like a leech. And leeches were weak to salt.At least, that's what he hoped.

It was 6 PM.The monster appeared.And Avasyu got his answer.

The salt did nothing.And, as always, he paid the price.

Back to the beginning.

This time, Avasyu went to the chief's office again, searching for anything useful—a book, a strategy, a trick to kill an enemy.

He found a book on combat tactics, but the contents were too complex to understand.

So, he decided to make his own trap.

Back in chief's room, he locked the door, turned off the lights… and poured water on the floor near the entrance.

Next, he went to the electric switchboard and broke it open. Inside, he pulled out two long electrical wires. They weren't strong enough to kill a human, but they might buy him time.

He connected the wires to the puddle on the floor.

Then, he waited.To pass the time, he did exercise. Anything to keep his body moving.

Then—6 PM.The monster arrived.

As soon as it crawled inside and touched the electrified puddle, the shock surged through its body.

It reacted.For the first time, Avasyu saw it flinch.

The monster was injured.A spark of hope ignited inside him.He had found a weakness.

Avasyu didn't waste a second.He grabbed a bucket of water and dumped it over the monster, amplifying the electric shock.

The creature convulsed. Its grotesque body twitched violently as the current surged through it.Then—it stopped moving.

The glowing red eyes dimmed, then faded completely.Silence.

Avasyu stood there, breathing heavily. His heart pounded in his chest as he cautiously stepped forward.Fifteen minutes passed.He stared at the motionless creature.

It wasn't moving.It wasn't growling.It wasn't even breathing.

Was it… dead?Avasyu reached out carefully, trying to confirm the kill.

As the monster lay lifeless, he thought, If electricity could kill the monster, maybe it can wake the people too. An idea struck him—a way to quickly wake the chief and the guard.

But there was a problem. He couldn't pull the wire anymore. It was wet now, and if he touched it, he might get shocked and die as well.

Thinking fast, he dragged the chief out of bed, positioning his hand over the water. The moment his skin touched the electrified puddle, a jolt surged through him, forcing him awake. Instinctively, his body recoiled, yanking his hand away from the water. He sat up abruptly, gasping.

Dazed and confused, the chief looked around.

"What happened?" he asked.

Then, his eyes landed on the massive,frozen monster behind Avasyu. His breath caught in his throat. He couldn't believe what he was seeing—it was his first time laying eyes on such a creature.

Avasyu took his hand and guided him to sit back on the bed. In a hurried voice, he explained everything that had happened. The chief listened, shock settling into his features.

The chief said, "No one has ever seen a creature like this before. This is a new type of mutation—highly dangerous. We need to wake everyone up so they can escape."

Avasyu nodded in agreement. Then he said, "I'll go wake up my guard."

The chief replied, "Go ahead. Meanwhile, I'll search for the electric gun I hid here."

However, neither of them expected what was coming next. There were more monsters lurking in the shadows. And worse, they still had no idea how these creatures communicated—or what other abilities they might possess.

As Avasyu cautiously stepped out of the chief's room and into the long hall, he carefully avoided the electrified puddle.

But then, he saw them.

A horde of monsters, their glowing dark-red eyes piercing through the dimly lit corridor. The moonlight revealed their grotesque faces, twisted in unnatural forms. They were heading straight for him.

His heart pounded. It was yet another deadly situation. Panicking, Avasyu hurriedly stepped back into the chief's room—only to make a fatal mistake. His foot landed on the electrified puddle.

A surge of electricity shot through his body, freezing him in place. The same power that had killed the monster was now killing him. His muscles locked up, his breath caught in his throat.

The chief rushed toward him, intending to pull him away—but then he, too, saw the monsters. For a moment, he stood frozen, not from electricity but from sheer terror.

Minutes passed. Endless.

Avasyu's vision blurred. His body convulsed. And finally, after what felt like an eternity, his eyes slowly closed.

The monsters stood before him.

And Avasyu was dead.

Avasyu found himself back in the eerie realm of black fog, its shadows swirling around him. Just like before, a white light glowed in the distance. Without hesitation, he chased after it.

This time, when he woke up, he was ahead of the chief. He was lying there, still as before, yet the monster remained frozen in place, trapped by the electrified puddle.

The first step was clear—he had successfully altered fate. Now, it was time to wake the chief.

Following the same method, he revived him. As the chief jolted awake, Avasyu didn't waste time explaining. Instead, he urgently said, "Search for your electric gun. I'll explain everything after."

Sensing the urgency in his voice, the chief quickly rummaged through his belongings. In no time, he found the gun hidden beneath a stack of books and handed it to Avasyu.

Gripping the weapon tightly, Avasyu stepped out of the room. His heart pounded as he scanned the hallway.

Then, he saw them.

A horde of monsters, their glowing red eyes cutting through the darkness. They were coming.

Without hesitation, Avasyu raised the electric gun, aimed at the advancing creatures, and pulled the trigger.

The gun worked—partially. It halted the monsters, freezing them in place, but it didn't kill them. For five minutes, they stood motionless. Then, one by one, they started moving again, slowly advancing toward Avasyu.

Realizing the danger, he turned and ran back to the chief's room. "We need to go! Now!" he urged.

But the chief was still staring at the frozen monster inside his room, his mind struggling to process what he was seeing.

Then, disaster struck—again.

As Avasyu stepped inside, his foot landed on the electrified puddle. A sharp jolt of pain shot through his body, his muscles locking up as the deadly current surged through him.

His vision blurred. His breath faded.

And then, once more, he was pulled back into the black fog.

The cycle had restarted.