Chapter 358 - 330: Godmaking (3)
Chapter 358 - 330: Godmaking (3)
By this time, her pregnancy was too far along, and the risk of an abortion was too high.
But the young mother had neither the means to raise a child nor the courage to take responsibility.
So, after she was born, she was abandoned at the entrance of an orphanage.
When she was a child, whenever she saw other children laughing and playing beside their parents, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of bitterness and loss.
It was a yearning for the familial love she had never known.
However, as time passed and she grew older, this feeling all but vanished.
As for the one who had abandoned her,
she didn’t harbor much resentment.
At least they hadn’t tossed her into a cold toilet or cruelly dashed her to death.
Instead, they had given her a slim chance to survive in this world.
After that, her life was just like a normal person’s.
Nothing was different; everything was perfectly normal.
However, in the year she turned sixteen, a Nightmare crept into her world like a lingering shadow.
At first, she dismissed it as an ordinary nightmare and paid it no mind.
However,
several days later, as she was crossing the street like any other day,
several cars collided not far away, resulting in a massive explosion.
A stray tire shot out, instantly striking her and sending her flying.
In the aftermath, over a dozen people died in the crash.
As for her, she suffered severe fractures in both legs and was left disabled.
From then on, she could only get around in a wheelchair.
Moreover, because the driver at fault had died at the scene,
there was no compensation. She could only chalk it up to bad luck.
Fortunately, donations from kind strangers barely covered her medical bills, allowing her to be discharged from the hospital.
When she thought back on it, she was shocked to realize the car crash seemed intimately connected to the Nightmare she had ignored.
The scene of the accident had felt so familiar, so similar to her dream, that it had made her freeze for a moment.
Otherwise, the tire wouldn’t have struck her legs but her head, and she likely would have been killed instantly.
Of course, this was just speculation; she wasn’t entirely sure.
After that, life fell back into a peaceful routine, and the Nightmares did not return.
She went to school and took exams, just like anyone else.
However, because of her legs, her personality grew increasingly withdrawn, and she had no friends.
Fortunately, she was very smart.
And she had a great Talent for writing.
Her articles were even published frequently in well-known magazines, and the income from them, along with scholarships, was enough to cover her living expenses.
When she turned nineteen,
she had another Nightmare.
In the dream, a massive fire engulfed her university dormitory.
Upon waking, she immediately requested a leave of absence from her advisor, without waiting to see if it would be approved.
She left campus immediately and spent three agonizing days in a hotel, on pins and needles the entire time.
For those three days, the campus remained peaceful, with no sign of anything out of the ordinary.
Just as she was starting to think she had overreacted and was preparing to return to school the next day,
a sudden fire broke out in the campus dormitory late at night.
The ferocious blaze engulfed the entire women’s dormitory building.
In the end, not a single person survived the disaster.
At that moment, she had no choice but to believe that her dreams possessed a special precognitive Ability.
From then on, her life was like walking on thin ice.
She experienced two more Nightmares during that period but managed to evade the disasters each time.
At twenty-one, after graduating from university, she took the money she had saved over the years from her writing and decisively left the densely populated Yu Country.
She chose the vast and sparsely populated Fengyu Country.
After more than half a year of peace in Fengyu Country, she thought she had finally escaped the grasp of her Nightmares.
However, fate was not done toying with her. Yesterday, a Nightmare had come again.
And this time,
the place in the Nightmare was the very house she had been renting.
When faced with these prophetic Nightmares,
she had once tried to warn and save others.
But no one believed her.
They even thought she was crazy and nearly had her arrested.
Because of that, she stopped interfering whenever it happened again.
’The place in the Nightmare was just the house I was living in. Lady Brown doesn’t live there, so she should be fine. Besides, in this Nightmare, I didn’t see any other bodies.’
Pushing her thoughts aside,
she drove her car to a hotel near the city center.
After checking in, she took her key card to her room. After washing up briefly,
now in her pajamas, she began her daily ritual.
She opened the backpack she had placed by her feet.
Then, she reached into the backpack and took out a painted scroll.
Her movements were careful and solemn, as if she were handling an incredibly precious holy relic.
She unrolled the scroll, which depicted a blurry figure in a white robe, and hung it on a nearby wall.
Next, she lowered her head and traced the sign of a cross over her chest.
Then, she pulled out a silver cross necklace from beneath her clothes and held it cupped in her hands.
She then closed her eyes, her lips trembling slightly as she began to pray in a low voice.
Her low voice echoed in the silent room.
「A few minutes later.」
Her prayer finished, her movements were methodical.
She skillfully took the painting down from the wall. Carefully, she rolled it up and placed it back inside her backpack.
She tucked the cross necklace back inside her clothes, letting it rest against her chest.
However, the ritual was not over.
She pulled another item from her backpack: a second painting, this one depicting a Buddha with a kind and benevolent face.
The Buddha’s face was serene and peaceful, as if it could embrace all the suffering in the world.
She raised her hand and unwound the red Buddha Beads from her wrist.
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