The Author Is Speechless

Chapter 30: An empty library

After buying the house near the sea, Viktor went to see the water because he wanted to make sure the sea floor was white. Fortunately, the water was so clear that he could even see the small fish swimming around. And the water wasn't that deep beside his house.

So he was relieved.

When Viktor and Adonis went inside the house they bought, they were speechless.

It was super neat and clean. It was fully furnished with expensive furniture and carpets. It was a perfect place for living a luxurious life.

-They say that the noble family who used to visit here said this place was old-fashioned and filthy. Just how much luxury do they need?

"I need a maid to clean my house now. It's so dirty."

Viktor said while he rubbed his finger under a table. Like a typical OCD person would do to check if it's clean or not.

"Master, then I can take care of this house right?"

"You can clean?"

"I used to live in a big castle alone."

"Oh, I see"

-The king of a demon kingdom used to clean his house?

I've mentioned a little about his identity in my novel. The life he lead after he became the king, his love life, his family even his name. Everything is unknown to me. I don't even know when he was born. From my perspective, he's more than one thousand years old for sure. And the only thing I know about him is that he's the curlest, cunning double-faced demon of this continent. He's the master of every battle strategy.

So, there's no knowing then he's going to stab my back.

But he's not that idiot to do that.

I bet he's saying inside his mind, "If he can seal my absolute destruction curse, killing me would be no difficult task for this human."

Even a madman knows where he shouldn't point his sword.

Both of them went upstairs to check their room.

I didn't think that the bed would be this big and fluffy. It's so peaceful!! The blanket! Ah! Forget about the story, I will live my eternity inside here.

"Master, I will start to clean the house from the kitchen. I will take my leave now. Please enjoy your time."

"Okay."

Viktor was poking out his head from the new soft blanket he found on his bed. He was tucked inside the blanket like a snail.

"I'll go to sleep now. I didn't sleep for two days."

And he fell asleep.

Shit, why can't I just shut my eyes and sleep for real?

Viktor was inside his dream floating around an infinite empty library. There were bookshelves under him, above him. From his left to right. He was floating inside a library that looked like the library from a movie he saw called Interstellar. A 4-dimensional library with zero books.

He was lucid dreaming.

"Tsk! This same dream again."

Ever since I turned 5 years old, this place was the only place I came to when I fell asleep. I don't know whether I should call it a dream or not. Because this sensation is too real.

He was floating in zero gravity and moving his body from this row to that row.

Just like eveyday's dream, I can feel my body perfectly from my head to toe. This simulation is too real to be called a dream. It feels like a real world.

I've been coming to this place for the past 25 years, and still haven't found any book. There's two types of bookshelf rows here. One is green and the other one is red. And there's a huge door in the middle of the space with a lock. I've tried to enter this place, but I feel like I need some kind of authority to unlock the door.

He sat on a huge bookshelf and looked above. There were bookshelves everywhere. There was no end to this library. Suddenly, a chess board appeared out of nowhere and he started to play with himself.

Tikkk!!!

"This is boring."

The only game he played inside his dream was chess. It was difficult to control when he first made every price of chess inside his dream in perfect detail. It used to vanish or melt. But practising for years, he was finally able to play a perfect game. But it's a tie every time he plays.

"I need a partner to play with me in this boring infinite world."

He finished his match and the board vanished on its own. The result was a tie as always.

The place Viktor floats around has a different flow of time. No matter how many hours or days he spent inside his dream, the time outside the real world slowed down to milliseconds.

Suddenly, he felt something around his body. It was cold and it felt like someone was touching his legs.

I feel like I should wake up. Something is going on outside with my body.

He closed his eyes and went back to his reality, but what he saw was really interesting.

He was holding a sword made of air on his left hand standing on his bed and Adonis was trying to call him from the door. He was scared because Viktor was unconsciously holding his sword and pointing it to the small bookshelf.

"Master, you're finally awake. Thank goodness. I thought I was going to see my ancestors today."

Did I summon this sword made of air? I think something dangerous triggered my natural instincts. My whole body was in airplane mode with fighting skills on."

"Did something happen?"

"Yes master, I heard a noise from the kitchen and came here running. I am sure I felt another person's presence in your room master. There was something in this room."

"So, this sword was pointing to the bookshelf. Can you check it?"

Adonis broke the whole bookshelf and he was shocked by the thing he saw. It was a secret passage leading into a dark staircase.

"Something is wrong with this house."

…. //sorry for any grammatical errors… :p