
"You are sensitive, I do remember" Morpheus' voice sounded confident and calm. The smile on his face had now disappeared into a serious look.
"Then what round am I in?" Novan asked with raised eyebrows, showing how curious he was about the round he was going through. Has he now passed round six? Ten or maybe twenty? Novan was so curious as to how much he died, how much he failed and how much he went back to the beginning.
"You're in 1947"
Morpheus' answer now made Novan speechless, his eyes widened and his face now became serious. "I can't be that much?" He slightly raised his tone of intonation but then he calmed himself down and scratched his head in frustration.
"What does that mean. myself that I have seen also come from different rounds..are they...is the manifestation of my failure? They haunt me?"
"But why?"
Dozens of questions popped into Novan's head like water rushing through and filling his head. His eyes were perfectly rounded and cold sweat poured out from his body, there was only coldness around his body and he could vaguely feel dozens of black hands touching his back, it was as if he from the past was hiding behind his body, dwelling in the darkness of his subconscious and waiting for the right moment to come out.
The vision he experienced while unconscious when he met Leviathan made him realize that he was not entirely willing to help him in the past. There were some of them as if to make Novan give up, and that made Novan fret.
What if one day he lost control and the figures took back his body, what if at that time who took over was a figure who wanted him to give up, what if the figure inside him actually did not want to follow him.
A pale and cold hand then touched Novan's head, rubbed it gently and then Morpheus smiled. He tried to appease Novan "your mortal enemy is yourself so you should not be afraid of them. Show me that you're in control now. This is your life, not theirs" strange, pale hand that feels so warm to Novan.
Novan kept his head rubbed, he could no longer speak. Can only daydream and think about things, try to take back his consciousness and focus on his goal.
His eyes were now fixated on a golden sand that suddenly flew around him and with a smile Morpheus then held onto Novan's shoulder.
"It's time to come back, your friends are waiting for you"
The sand swirled around Novan's body, making himself float and then followed by a large hand that caught him, the hand was seen made of cold water and Novan could not rebel, it was as if there was another energy outside of his body that forced him to come to his senses.
"Wait on! I still have questions!"
Novan shouted quickly as he became more and more interested in moving away. "Do you know who Hopeless is?!" Hearing the question Morpheus was silent for a moment before then he was a little surprised and smiled again.
"I don't think you've met my father, either"
Novan rounded his eyes, about to ask again what Morpheus' answer meant but the pull of other energies kept pulling him out, making him eventually have to get out of his own subconscious without him wanting to.
"Damn! Morpheus!!!"
"Aw.why does my head hurt like this.." Novan was about to move to the side but he felt something beside his body, a long, shiny furry cat asleep beside his left body, then to his right a small red snake also appeared curled up to sleep.
"This is Fobetor... Mammon?"
Novan looked at the cat next to him and then stroked the cat book "basic, you don't want to let me sleep quietly huh.." Novan touched the cat's nose, causing Mammon to curl up and cover his face while sleeping.
There is a reason why Mammon is now back in the form of a cat. In this world there is an object that can absorb the energy of greed and make it able to do anything if the owner let it eat the energy of greed, and it just so happens that it is a yellow jewel ring carried by Kanz.
Surprisingly the ring reacts to Kanz's greedy energy wanting to steal Novan's gold coins. And when the ring absorbed all of the gold coins Novan had surrounded by magic, it burst into the body of a soulless cat. Filled with the energy of greed he was about to find a soul he could absorb, initially Novan wanted to take the cat and keep it just in case.
Beyond the suspicion that the emotion-brought by Novan that night even killed Mammon, making Mammon's greed-filled soul ask for a new opportunity, arousing greed in him to continue living. The cat's body instantly saves Mammon, confines Mammon's soul within that body and then becomes the new Mammon.
Novan knows the truth but he doesn't dare to tell Mammon the truth, but Novan knows Mammon could have killed him if Mammon knew what really happened.
Novan's eyes were now glued to Mammon's back, a dragon wing was seen there and it left Novan in shock. That means that the body of the cat Mammon has evolved into another creature and creatures that now exist in the mind of Novan there are creatures that like gems and behave ferociously in humans.
"Griffin..? No he's a demon so it looks more like a Chimera, which is certain he's become more conspicuous because of the wings on his back." Novan murmured.
Novan's eyes then looked at his hand, two foreign symbols were drawn on his right arm, in contrast to the soul's covenant symbol with Fobetor. The symbol looks familiar "this is impossible.." Novan tried not to believe his eyes, but wanted him to blink a few times or pinch his skin he realized that it was not a dream, but still he hoped it was a dream.
"Why is there a demon emblem of greed and envy on my arm?!" The sound of the door rang out and a white-haired young man with red eyes appeared to enter the room with a familiar smile. Leviathan came and smiled like Nova.
"It looks like you've gotten better, man"
"Wait why does your smile look familiar - no more than that why is there a symbol of you and Mammon on my body?! Wouldn't this sign only appear if I were to contract with you?!"
"Why do you ask if you already know the answer?"
"Eh what?"
"The sign came about because we made a contract with you"
...[.Connecting]...