Chapter 121 121: Mysterious Dream

Under the dark sky, a dark carriage moved, basking under the moonlight. On the doors of the Carriage, the insignia of the Carlisle Clan was engraved.

Unfortunately, no one recognized that insignia in this part of the world. The Carlisle Clan had no influence in this place. In any case, the Carlisle Clan had been wiped from the face of this earth forever.

Lancaster sat near the window, gazing at the distant moon.

"It's going to be a full moon soon. I hope the second transformation won't be as painful."

He glanced at Atlas, who was lying on the seat with his head resting on Lilith's lap. His eyes were closed as he peacefully slept.

Lilith was also asleep even though she was sitting. It hadn't been long since she fell asleep.

Only Yovana and Lancaster were up on this long journey.

"I don't think you need to worry about your second transformation. It's usually much milder. You should be able to control yourself to some extent. Moreover, Lord Castiel is here, so he could also keep you down."

The place was so silent that even if Lancaster had spoken in a low voice, talking to himself, Yovana was able to hear him.

"Why aren't you sleeping like them? Both of us don't need to stay up to keep an eye. You can also rest. It's a long journey."

"I can't seem to fall asleep." Yovana rested her head on the window.

"Excited about being able to meet your father again?"

"Yeah. It's been a century since I saw him. I can't believe that he will finally be free."

"I can understand what you're feeling. If I were going to meet my father as well, I would be just as excited, if not more."

He had never seen his birth father and mother. The family he thought to be his family wasn't his real family. And they weren't alive either. But he didn't know about his real family if they were alive or not. According to Razil's words, the chances of them being alive were close to none, yet he didn't leave hope.

He hoped to meet them again in the future. As for how or where, he didn't know. He just wished that it was going to be a happy reunion.

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"You're still alive, huh. Not bad."

"Who? Who is speaking?"

Atlas went to sleep inside the carriage, only to wake up in the strange surroundings.

He could only hear a strange voice yet couldn't see anyone. There was a feeling inside him that he had listened to that voice help, but he couldn't remember. It was a really strong feeling inside his heart, as if the voice was really important.

"Who is speaking? Who are you?"

"The mark is already half gone. What a waste. And it's only been a few weeks..."

"At this rate, you won't last long. It seems I expected too much from you.'

Atlas turned all around, but he couldn't see anyone. It was as if he was all alone here. "Instead of looking at me, you should look at yourself. Do you even know what you want to do? What is your goal? When you came to me last, you had a goal. But now, you're aimless."

"I'm not aimless! I have a goal! It is to stop the Blood Council."

"From getting the Key Fragment?" A mocking tone could be sensed in the voice.

"It's not your goal. Is it? It's someone else's goal that you've confused with your own goal, isn't it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why does it matter to you if anyone gets the key Fragment? How does it personally affect you? It's the goal of Lilith to stop it from happening, and you've made it your goal, but is it really your goal? It's not. You have no goal. You're just going with the flow, wasting the time you have. It's disappointing."

"To think I've had hopes from you..."

"What goal should I have then? I achieved what I wanted, and now I'm using this body to help the person closest to me. The time I have is borrowed from Castiel, and I want to use it for him and his supporters."

"If he wanted that, can't he come back to his own body? Why would he let you have the body?"

"You're saying I shouldn't help Lilith save Atlan? I shouldn't stop the Blood Council? I should let more Progenitors be made? I should let the world have more Vampires that can make it a hell?"

The mysterious voice didn't reply right away. Instead, there was a moment of pause.

"Is that your takeaway from what I said?"

"Isn't that what you said? That I shouldn't do it?"

"Hmm. Maybe, or maybe not. I'll let you decide what I said. You can either go with the flow, or you can create the flow with what you have. You still have time... Time to change the world. Don't waste it because the time won't come back."

"Look inside your heart... See what you want to do. See what you truly want... You don't have to be a saint. You aren't Castiel... I couldn't save the ones I cared for, but you have a chance... Don't waste it... I'm only telling this to you for your sake... Don't waste this opportunity..."

As soon as the voice finished speaking, the dream shattered. Atlas's eyes opened, finding himself still lying on the lap of Lilith.

From the start of the dream to the end, he hadn't seen the person he was talking to, but the words... There was just something behind those words. It didn't appear like a dream that was worthless.

"Decide what I truly want...? I don't have to be a saint...? What did that mean?"

He wondered if it was his inner voice or was it something more?

"My Goals..."

After a long time, Atlas let out a sigh as he sat up.

Was this truly not his goal? Was he truly wasting his time with Atlan? That didn't seem to be the case. It didn't appear as if the voice was asking him to stop what he was doing. Instead, it was asking him to find his own goals as well.

He knew he didn't have much time. He had made peace with that, but this small conversation with the voice made him realize that there was something he was missing.

'He said couldn't save the ones he cared for, but I have an opportunity... An opportunity to save the ones I care for? Save who? Lilith is already safe. So are others. Then who else? The only other person I cared for was..."

"Could it be...?"