What if I woke up tomorrow and none of this was real?
What if the System, the academy, even these haunting dreams were just some elaborate fantasy?
Then what would be the point of all this struggle?
Honestly, the thought should have terrified me. But I wasn't that immature anymore.
So, I just chuckled, drying my face with a towel.
Whether this was reality or some cosmic dream, one truth remained - the choices I made today mattered to the person I was right now. And that was enough for me.
A quiet certainty settled in my chest, like the first clear note in a discordant melody.
There was already a path forward, even if I couldn't see all of it yet. I am gonna walk it step by step.
As I turned from the mirror, a final wry thought occurred:
If this is really a dream, I won't have to get beaten by Virion and the turtles every day, at least. Haha.
