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Morpheus returned to his castle with the heads of Madness and Mecha Man. Lucius, wearing round glasses and hair standing on end, walked up with a heavy book in his arms. Book.

"Your Majesty, you are back." Lucius was as humble as ever. When he saw Madness, he immediately nodded in greeting, "I hope you can still remember me, Ms. Madness, and I welcome you."

Madness didn't pay attention to Lucius. She just stared at a small stain on Lucius's collar. It seemed to be ink, ink that had not yet dried. Madness quickly pointed out the stain and said, "It Like a little rain cloud, it's about to cry."

Lucius couldn't keep up with the crazy brain circuits, and he didn't seem to have much time to face this incoherent little girl. He just touched the annoying stain, which made it look more like a piece of cake. Black swirl.

"Your Majesty, you look a little anxious. Aren't you still going to stay?" Lucius's wise eyes stared at Morpheus who was walking towards the gorgeous stairs leading to the second floor. "Your country is facing an unprecedented situation. Changes, Cain and Abel also sent news from the border from their house of horrors. To be honest, I am worried and confused. Moreover, there is something wrong with the Great Library."

"I'm really in a hurry, Lucius." Morpheus stepped onto the stairs. He could only see the platform on the second floor. "I know that the dream is beginning to collapse. I have solved a big trouble. I will take it away." .Did another book disappear in the big library?"

"No, Your Majesty." Lucius stood at the foot of the stairs and raised his head and said, "The dreams were collapsing at first, but now, they are starting to grow. That is not your handiwork, is it? Moreover, there are many dreams appearing in the Great Library. The new book, that is a sight I have never seen before. To be honest, I am a little happy, but also a little scared, because I don’t understand whether this change is good or bad.”

Morpheus stood still, and the madness behind her seemed to regard climbing the stairs as a racing game. She giggled and surpassed Morpheus, while two colorful butterflies were flying above her head.

"Those dreams... are not my creation." Morpheus turned around and was stunned. He finally felt the new changes in the dream. This was strange. He should have felt it right away, because the dream kingdom was also his. He himself should be familiar with every change, but Morpheus's feeling was late, as if a mortal's nerves were dull after being paralyzed.

But soon, Morpheus discovered some clues.

Life is returning.

And the boundaries of the entire multiverse are disappearing.

Change has really come.

But what does this mean?

"No need to worry, Lucius, we may be witnessing a future beyond destiny." Morpheus was surprised that he would say such a thing, and even he did not understand the full meaning of this sentence. He turned his head again, " Help me keep an eye on the dreamland, Lucius, temporarily close my castle and not accept any visitors. I have to complete the final journey, and after that, I will find the answer. Believe me, Lucius, the dream will not disappear. .”

"Okay, Your Majesty." Lucius watched Morpheus walk up to the second floor, and then disappeared into the corridor around the corner.

The door to the Dream Castle was completely closed, and Morpheus was now standing in a quiet gallery. He looked at a row of family portraits and the logos of each endless family member on the wall. Only the portraits and logos of destruction were missing. That was what Ruin asked his family to remove before he left. This was his vow never to return.

Morpheus now looked at the portrait of despair. It was a short, fat and ugly woman with a sumo-like bun. Her gloomy blue eyes were hidden in the dark sockets. Her mouth could hardly be closed. The lower row of sharp teeth protrudes upwards from her lips crookedly. There are some scars on her face, which are the result of her self-mutilation. She used her hook, a hook that can penetrate people's hearts, except for herself. , once everyone is hooked by the despair in the mirror, they will sink deeper and deeper until they are completely heartbroken.

"Despair, sister, I want to talk to you, in your domain." Morpheus turned to look at Crazy again, and then added, "I am with my little sister Crazy now, please, see me one side."

The portrait did not move for a long time, but Morpheus still looked at it, until his desperate eyes moved slightly in the dark shadows.

"Don't bother me, Meng..." Despair spoke, and the voice was very subtle, like the low buzz of flies.

"I don't have any ill intentions. You know, even if you are always with Desire, you are still my sister." Morpheus looked at Despair patiently. He did not dare to get too close. He was afraid that Despair would immediately Turning around and leaving, "I really want to talk to you. This is related to destruction, and maybe..."

"Do you care about your family now?" Despair turned her head in the portrait, and the ugly face faced Morpheus. She was still gloomy, and except for this emotion, there was no other emotion. She seemed to have been numb, "Then Do you know that fate has left?"

Morpheus's eyes widened.

"Yes, brother! Big brother left!" Crazy squatted on the ground and reached out to stir up the twisted flowers that looked like children's graffiti, "I know!"

Morpheus felt a little uncomfortable as if he had been stabbed. He had been stuck in the haze of Nada leaving again. He was also busy rebuilding the dream kingdom. He seemed to have neglected his family again.

"What you care about is not us, Morpheus, what you care about is still yourself." He said desperately, "You just hope that some kind of change can make you feel at ease. We are not substitutes. You have never changed, and you will never change in the future." Won't……"

Morpheus was speechless.

"But the dream is really helping me find destruction!" Kuang Kuang stood up at this time. She threw on her large coat randomly, and then walked to the portrait of Despair. She raised her feet and pressed her hands with her sleeves. On the hook sign under the portrait of Despair, "He cares about us, Despair! I understand! I can see it! Just like I know why you like to stay with desire! Do you want to get back the love you had before your heart died?" Feel!"

Despair fell silent.

"I'm sorry, sister." Morpheus suddenly took a step forward. He faced the portrait of despair and said solemnly and tenderly, "I once hoped to care for others, but it led to a big mistake. So, I closed my heart, and I I rejected everyone, but later on in the journey, I became confused, and I even discovered that I didn’t understand what love was at all. The root of the mistake that almost destroyed the entire universe was also in me, and my narrow pity was just the arrogance of feeling good about myself. , just like to you, just like to every family member. Death once said it, but I couldn’t listen. I really want to make up for it now, but sometimes... the damage that has been done cannot be repaired. "

Suddenly, a desperate hand stretched out the portrait silently.

Morpheus was stunned for a moment, then tentatively grabbed Despair's cold hand.

The next moment, Morpheus stood in the realm of despair, a space composed of countless windows. Each window could see different scenery of different worlds, as well as those heartbroken living beings.

Despair was sitting in the void, she lowered her head, still not looking at her brother.

"You followed it." Despair raised her scarred hand, and she was holding Mileos' angel feather.

"Yes, everything in the world seems to be connected together." Morpheus nodded, "I think I can find the whereabouts of destruction."

"Will you bring him back?" Despair raised his head.

Morpheus knows that whether it is madness or despair, they all like the always cheerful Destruction. Every time a party is provoked by desire, destruction always re-energizes the atmosphere, and he really cares about every family member until he Leave without looking back.

Morpheus still remembered that in that fateful invitation, when Destruction made a decisive declaration, he cried in despair.

"I don't want to lie to you, Despair." Morpheus looked down at Despair and hesitated, but he quickly smiled and said, "Yes, sister, I will bring him back, and maybe... destiny."

Mortals always tell white lies and sometimes are a manifestation of love. Morpheus doesn't know the truth or falsehood, he can only try.

"I don't believe this." Despair whispered, "But... thank you, brother."