A Peculiar Dream

As Irene fell asleep, her consciousness gradually sank into her Draconic Inheritance.

Countless pieces of inherited knowledge enveloped her like an ocean.

However, Irene only wanted to sleep to her heart's content right now; she had no desire to stress herself out grinding through all this knowledge.

Thus, she actively withdrew from the inheritance dreamscape and sank into a deeper sleep.

...

Time quietly slipped away as Irene slept.

...

Until one day, a series of chaotic and noisy whispers suddenly echoed in Irene's sleeping mind.

It forcefully dragged her from a deep sleep into a light slumber.

If she listened closely, she could hear what sounded like prayers and praises.

“Your Great Grace, we love and respect you...”

“O sublime Lord! Please answer my call!”

“Please... protect my child...”

“I'm so hungry... Can we really get black bread after we finish praying?”

......

A thought instinctively surfaced in Irene's sleeping mind.

And just like that, the prayers and praises vanished completely.

It was as if she had truly turned on silent mode.

With the noise gone, Irene gradually slipped from her light slumber back into a deep sleep.

Until...

She opened her eyes once more.

....

Waking from her slumber, Irene felt a bit dazed.

Right now, she—or rather, he—was sitting on a... toilet.

Irene wanted to turn her head to look around, but she found that her neck seemed completely out of her control.

No, it was more than that.

She couldn't control it at all.

This wasn't her body at all!

Irene could only follow the original owner's gaze, looking at the small advertisements plastered all over the toilet stall door.

But the more she looked, the more familiar the scene became.

Until a sudden spark of realization flashed in her mind.

Irene remembered.

Wasn't this exactly what she looked like when slacking off in the office restroom before she transmigrated?

Did I... transmigrate back? Irene thought to herself.

But she quickly dismissed the idea.

In Irene's perception, her dragon body was still fast asleep; if she wished, she could wake up at any moment.

Looking at the strange little advertisements on the stall door, Irene felt a strange mix of emotions.

Such distant memories, she thought to herself with a trace of nostalgia.

Over the years, she had dreamed of returning to Earth countless times.

Dreaming of becoming an ordinary person again, living a normal and peaceful life.

Compared to those, this dream was the most realistic and lucid one Irene had ever had.

Just as Irene was lost in reminiscence, a deafening rumble resounded from outside the window.

Immediately after, the ground shook violently, cracking into spiderweb-like patterns.

Under Irene's watchful gaze, the toilet collapsed with a loud crash...

Amidst intense pain, her vision rapidly plunged into darkness.

Just as I thought. In the endless darkness, Irene sighed helplessly in her heart. Next should be the part where I transmigrate to the Arlesk Plane.

So, Irene simply waited quietly, waiting for the moment she would break out of her dragon egg.

But to her surprise, when the body in the dream regained consciousness, it wasn't the expected transmigration into a dragon egg.

Instead, he was lying inside a tent.

The constant groans of pain, crying, and hurried footsteps nearby made the body's owner feel rather irritated.

Sharing the body, Irene felt this irritation in tandem.

He struggled to prop himself up.

He saw that the cramped tent was already packed with people.

There were blood-covered, groaning casualties.

And family members kneeling on the ground, wailing.

In front of them lay a corpse covered in a white sheet.

Medical staff in white coats moved through the crowd, applying medicine and checking injuries.

He stared in a daze.

Irene was also stunned.

In Irene's memory, after the toilet collapsed, she had immediately transmigrated to the other world.

Why was she seeing this in this bizarre dream?

But then she remembered it was just a dream, and she let it go.

There was nothing strange about anything appearing in a dream.

Thinking this, Irene immersed herself completely in the dream.

As the dream progressed, she gradually figured out the situation.

It seemed that natural disasters had erupted simultaneously across the entire world.

Earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions...

Countless lives were buried in this global catastrophe.

It was no different from an apocalyptic movie.

Along with the disasters came a discovery that shocked all of humanity.

Earth, once a sphere, was slowly unfolding like a scroll, turning into a flat plane.

Furthermore, this plane showed signs of merging with other flattened planets, trending toward the formation of a brand-new supercontinent.

This was a wonder that science could not explain at all!

This was a logic-defying, absurdly supernatural power!

The entire world was undergoing an unprecedented, massive upheaval!

Faced with this, the remaining scientists could only gape wide enough to swallow a whole egg and cry out, “This is unscientific!!!”

Confronted with such an unprecedented situation, human society instantly descended into utter chaos.

Riots and wars, accompanied by natural disasters, swept across the land.

This chaos lasted for several years.

From Irene's perspective, her former self was like a piece of duckweed, drifting aimlessly through this chaotic world.

Until one day, he arrived at a shelter and was preparing to settle down there temporarily.

But inside the shelter, he saw someone with pointed ears and an extraordinarily handsome face.

Unlike his ignorant former self in the dream,

Irene recognized the person's identity at a single glance.

This pointed-eared fellow was clearly... a high elf from the Arlesk Plane!