"So, these two dead folks.. they are your friends?"

"Yes.." Jason paused for a bit before replying.

If one were to observe closely, they would discover that Jason's chest was heaving heavily and his nails were almost piercing through the flesh of his palms

It's been over twenty minutes now and this bizarre doctor had yet to get down to business. Instead, he kept on asking him irrelevant questions.

If not for the earnest crowd outside, Jason would've already concluded the other party was nothing but a sham, pat his butts and leave.

"And you said they died in a car crash? along with you?" towards the last part, the lips of Dr. Damian curved.

"What? are you accusing me of killing them?" Jason was trying his best to rein in his temper that was strangely flaring up today.

"Just curious.. so, what kind of food did they like when they were alive?"

Bang!

Jason could no longer take it any longer. The other party was definitely messing with him!

Slamming his palms on the table in front of him, an invisible force exploded out from him, knocking the select few furnitures around into the air.

Even the female Masseur wasn't spared, slamming against the the wall like a ragdoll as she slowly slid back to the floor, already knocked unconscious.

Although Jason couldn't see it because he wasn't currently wearing the Sprite Pupils, a layer of those bizzare blue colored flame like energy was currently wrapped around his body.

"Ugh. I can't have you destroying my place" Dr. Damian groaned as he suddenly disappeared from the coach he was occupying, appearing in front of Jason while floating upside down in mid air.

"Seal" he placed his thumb and index finger on the middle of Jason's forehead.

At that moment, Jason felt a sleep inducing feeling suddenly wash over him, forcing all his nerves into relaxation. The only thing he could remember was the annoying lazy smile on Dr. Damian's lips before he fell unconscious.

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Dreams... According to science, these are a combination of images, thoughts, and emotions experienced during sleep, primarily occurring during REM (Rapid Eye Movement) sleep, and are considered a natural process of the brain processing and consolidating memories, emotions, and experiences from the day, often manifesting as vivid imagery and narratives that may seem bizarre due to the brain's random activation of different neural pathways; the most prominent theory explaining dreams is the "activation-synthesis theory" which posits that dreams are simply the brain's attempt to make sense of random neural signals during sleep.

The Jason of two months ago might believe this crap, but not anymore!

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Ever since he watched his father burn into ashes atop a pyre, he had always been having a single consistent dream..

Him plunging the Daggers of Cain into the heart of the Demon responsible and watch with satisfaction as the filthy creature explode into Mystique Coins..

Now according to science, Dreams were just the brain consolidating memories, however the dreams Jason kept on having wasn't memories. It was the future!

Ever since he learned of the Mystical World, he had been consistently having this same dream that it had unconsciously turned into normalcy for him..

Until today.. today, he was having a rather ridiculous dream of flying on a boat made of candy through the clouds and fighting candy stealing monsters.

"What the hell is this?!" his subconscious screamed as his eyes flew open.

"Damn. You are one strange guy " he soon heard a chuckle.

Looking over to his left, he discovered Dr. Damian seated casually on a sofa, reading from a newspaper with one eye while the other eye was curiously observing him.

Jason didn't even have to scan around with his eyes to realize their environment had experienced a change. Just the smell alone was--

Wait. What the hell is that smell? candy? what the hell is going on?

"Bastard!" Jason cussed as he tried getting up on his feet..

However he was shocked to realize he could neither feel his legs or any other part of his body

Well except his mouth of course..

"What the hell did you do to me?!" he yelled angrily at the other party.

Looking around, he noticed that he was in a hospital ward, except instead of the nauseating smell of medicine, it was replaced with the smell of candy.

He suspected the Doctor was somehow involved in this bizarre situation.

"I helped you. If you hadn't kept that anger in check, then you might've killed someone'l. Gosh, what was the Soul Council thinking sending out a Rookie Soul Reaper like you? have they become so short staffed that they no longer stick with their so called rules?" Dr. Damian rolled his eyes..

However, he soon noticed that Jason was staring at him strangely..

"Is something on my face?" Dr. Damian asked while touching some parts of his face.

"So, you aren't even a real doctor.." Jason sighed helplessly..

If not for the fact that he couldn't feel his face, he would've done a facepalm.

"Yup Rookie. I was actually a Gr--"

"Delusional Mad Man" Jason helped him complete his sentence.

"Soul Council? Soul Reaper? what kind of nonsense are you even saying"

"Ehhhh??!!" Dr. Damian gave Jason a deep look before his pupils suddenly constricted in realization and horror.

"You are not a Soul Reaper?!"

"No I'm not. Do I resemble a skeleton in black hoodie carrying a scythe around?" Jason seethed.

"That's not how.. whatever. You weren't supposed to know about our existence. As such, I have no choice but to kill you" the expression of Dr. Damian went solemn as he pointed his index finger towards Jason.

Whirl! Whirl! Whirl!

Strong wind began to blow rapidly as a blue colored flame like energy appeared at the tip of Dr. Damian's finger..

When it first appeared, it was like a little tongue of flames that could be easily snuffed out by the strong wind blowing.

However, it began to rapidly condense, taking the shape of a tennis sized orb that pulsated with intense power..

"Y-you.. You are just like me!" Jason cried in shock when he saw the actions of Dr. Damian.

"Eh?" the rapidly condensing attack suddenly disappeared, causing an invisible force to slam the Doctor against the wall as he vomited a copious amount of blood.

"What did you just say?!" the Doctor wiped off the blood sliding down his lips as he demanded sharply.

This kid caused him to suffer the backlash of his technique just now..

Whatever he had to say, it better be good!

Taking a deep breath to calm his racing nerves, Jason began to recount what transpired, the fact that he and the siblings were Mystique Hunters, how they were suddenly attacked by a Malevolent, how they both died and how he mysteriously survived thanks to the intervention of the bizzare blue flame like energy he just saw the other party weild.

Perhaps he was too excited to discover someone similar to him, Jason found himself continuously spilling until there was nothing left to spill. By the time he was done, he was already panting for breath.

However, his expression sank when he discovered Dr. Damian giving him a strange look.

"What? you don't believe me?!"