They all call me the Outer God

"Spider?" he thought to himself, feeling the spider crawl down a little.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Riya opened her mouth, and then with a "click" sound, she bit the spider that was overly curious into her mouth.

"Pooh!"

He chewed it hard a few times and found that the taste was not good, and its surface was covered with prickly fuzz. A rusty and sour smell mixed with plasma jumped directly into his throat and straight into his brain.

Riya could only spit it out after confirming that the spider was completely dead. He found that his mouth was somewhat ulcerated, and the rotten flesh was covered with velvet shed by the spider.

I don't know if his behavior was too unusual, but the threads around him began to slowly recede, gradually recognizing his existence.

"Blood-red silk threads and spiders... I don't seem to have encountered anything like this before. Is this reminding me again?"

A huge red shadow appeared in Riya's mind. Its scarlet appearance covered the sky and the sun, and nothing could compete with it in the darkness.

"Crimson Mother? This seems to be the first time you have come to me in a dream."

Riya's vision was still dark. He took a few steps forward tentatively, and his hand was suddenly held by another hand. He was about to tear that hand off when a familiar voice came.

"Son, what's wrong with your eyes!?"

The voice was extremely anxious, and although Ria couldn't see anything, she was still stunned for a long time.

"Mom?" He called tentatively.

"Mom, I'm fine, what can I do?"

"But your eyes are bleeding."

"I'm really fine. These are all minor problems. I can't die anyway."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't be afraid. Mom, call the hospital right now. You have been afraid of the dark since you were a child. When you turn off the light, you will yell that something is going to eat you. You insist on coming to sleep with us. Now look at you like this , Mom is really sad——

How did you become like this, my miserable child! "

The woman's voice was urgent and sad. Riya shook her hand, but what she was thinking about was whether to kill the person next to her now.

He just wanted to believe what he saw. Without being able to see, he knew what was pretending next to him.

Thinking this, he slowly reached into his pocket with his other hand, and there was indeed a short knife there.

There was a voice in his heart calling for him to stab the disguised person next to him with a knife. This person was fake.

But Riya still hesitated.

No matter who the other person is, this person is indeed his "mother" now.

Whether he wanted to believe it or not...everything in the dream was originally false.

In this case, maybe he could just relax in his dream and let nature take its course.

That's right, relax.

Riya withdrew her hand that wanted to touch the blade, took her mother's hand and followed her towards the unknown direction.

They got into the ambulance and went to the hospital, where the doctors quickly treated Riya's eye.

Then when he opened his eyes again, the mother in front of him happily gave him a hug, although Riya didn't know whether the thing in front of him could still be regarded as his mother.

Because this person was covered with golden eyes, which were a mixture of eyeballs, with a pair of normal human hands growing out of both sides. Even when Riya's injuries were the most horrific, the image was not as horrifying as the image of the person in front of him.

Bloodshot eyes were stitched together, and those eyeballs were all looking at Riya. Soon, a doctor came over with a medical examination sheet, and the image was also a collection of eyes.

Riya stared at them for a long time, and those eyeballs blinked to look at him.

At this moment, Riya felt that he could no longer paralyze himself. He had to figure out what was going on in the dream. Originally, he thought that the shining sun had created such a dream for him, but now it seems that it was those extraordinary beings who had woven this dream together. A weird dream.

It's like a mini-movie without a fixed script or extras. Every time Riya sees different things here, some are related to reality and some are not.

Human dreams are not fixed, and it is normal to be weird. But with such weirdness, Liya does not dare to consider herself normal anymore.

"It's not clear if there are any boundaries here and what would happen if I kept walking in one direction."

Thinking like this, Riya jumped off the bed and left the hospital directly. Seeing this, those eyeball monsters quickly followed him and shouted: "Come back, what are you going to do!"

"I'm going to prove that the earth is round." Ria randomly found an excuse to excuse herself, and the monsters became more and more anxious, especially Ria's "mother".

She ran so hard that several of her eyeballs fell off her body, and the bottom eyeballs rubbed stains with blood and pus against the ground, like black marks where some kind of reptile had crawled.

"Son, you can't go out. Your eyes haven't fully healed yet, and you're so sick. If something happens to you, what will your dad and I do?"

"I've had enough! Don't follow me again!"

Riya continued to rush towards the seemingly endless road. He finally got rid of the monsters. After walking for an unknown amount of time, he saw a wall.

The wall was blurry, a barrier made entirely of black mist mixed with unknown dust. Ria stared at them for a long time, and suddenly felt that everything was so ridiculous.

"Isn't this thing like a cage? Who are you trapping? What are you afraid of escaping?"

He finally couldn't help laughing a few times, then reached out to touch the mist. As he approached, his body quickly assimilated with the black mist until it disappeared completely.

There was no longer any of him in this world.

In reality, Riya also opened his eyes.

He saw that Little Shival put his tentacles into his mouth while he was sleeping, and it was probably because of this that he "ate spiders" in his dream.

Now his mouth was indeed corroded by strong acid, but under the repairing effect of his eyes and tentacles, those injuries soon recovered until they returned to normal.

"Gu——"

Little Shival felt very wronged when his tentacles were bitten off.

But he was more concerned about Riya's injuries. Seeing that he could still throw himself out of the door, Little Shival was relieved.

It turned into a pile of tentacles again and wanted to get in through the crack of the closed door, but at this time it found that the crack of the door had been filled with a group of equally black tentacles.

Obviously, Riya didn't want it to enter the house.

Little Shival shook his tentacles twice, approached the black matter in confusion, and then merged into it.

Time flew by.

Soon it was the day for the dinner. Because it was the day of the glorious Rising Sun, the streets and alleys were full of people.

Those people were waving the flags of the Rising Sun and parading on the roadside. Riya watched their lively figures from the upstairs, and had no intention of joining them at all.

The Rising Sun Festival lasted for more than a hundred days a year, and these people celebrated it every day. Riya had long been accustomed to their madness for the Rising Sun.