Book1:TeDream-Maker
书迷正在阅读：【※旧书-重新制作考虑中】《UnderTaleAU》Bad Time Trio VS Reader- , 《GB现代主奴女攻 长夜》 , [女上位]干翻那群碧池男 , 梦行者 , 桃源俏美妇 , 弱妻 , [GB]关于买到前男友这件事 , 我真的不是穷人 , 敢分手就会被超翻 , 主角之争（下） , 【崩铁】边车 , 《无色者》
oreality,realizinghewasonlyapenniless,homelessperson,thathisvastKingdomandfabulouswealthwereallillusionaryfabricationsofhisprolificbrainthatnoonecouldtakeaway．Heughedhystericallyrememberingthedespairandpanicofhisdreamswhichshookhimso,andhisdeviousendeavorsatespiowerereallymuchadoaboutnothing．Thesewerebutstrangedreams．However,thosebeautifulnakedwomenweresoreandeachhadherindividualpersonalityandvividbeautythatweresodistinctivethattheystoodoutasrealhumanbeingsandhecouldnotreciletothefactthattheyneverexistedexceptinhisdreams．Dimitrisattherefused，tryingtodistinguishbetweendreamsay，whenthegrowlingofhisstomachtoldhimitwastimetomoveon．Helookedupattheblueskiesandwonderedwhattimeitwas．Hehadnoseime，whichwasuselessandsuperfluoustohim．Itspassagericious,sometimesfast,sometimesslow．Atransparentwindbillowedthroughthebranches,causingthebuddingleavestoswayinunison．Dimitrithoughtthatperhapstime，too，movedlikethewind．Stirredbythemotion，thefadedpetalsofthewiltedroseoDimitriflutteredandfellonhiseye． “Ahyes!”hethought.“timedidmove．Itmightdosoimperceptiblybutthebudding，bloomingandfinallywiltingoftheflowersshowedthatitdid.What’sthediffereweenman’sfleshbodyandtheflowers?”,thoughtDimitri.“Itgraduallyagesaoo．Sothemostpracticalthingwouldbetofeedit．Onlywhenthefleshbodyisalive，itweavemoredreams．Inthissociety,peopleusetheirfleshbodyindifferentways．Somedomanualbor，othersdomentalbor，butitisalltowardsthesameend—toattendtothephysieedsoftheirbody,tofeed,clothaerit!Iwanttoletmyfleshbodyliveonandmakemoredreams.Ilovetodream.Ilovetomakedreams．Iamadream-maker．ThusIlive,notdisturbinganyoneandIdon’twantaodisturbme!"Hesmiledhappily，"Ah!Iwonderwhatkindofdreamswillstrayintomyslumbertonight!" 13 MysteriousDwelling GnawinghungerremindedDimitrihehadtofindsustenanceimmediately,forhisbodywasnodifferentfromthoseofotherlivingthings,vegetableoranimal,whichallneedednourishmenttosustaihedesignofthefleshbodyerfeeverydetail，butitdidgiverisetoalotoftrouble，forithadtobefedanditssexualurgeshadtobesatisfiedsomehow．Thiswastroublesome，butoherhand，alshtpleasure．Atthesametime,thefleshbodyhadtotendagainstdiseases，agingah．Dimitrididnotwanttothinkaboutitanyfurther．Itwasmoreexpedienttodealwiththepractieeds．Justashewasabouttogetupandgoouttolookforfood，ahugeshadowlookedoverhim．HisfirststartledreawasthatitwasCyclopsingafterhimforhisreveonsedlook，hefounditwasasixfootfour，300pound，blue-eyed，blond-hairedTitanofayoungmaninhistwenties,withawater-melonhoistedonhisshoulder,ingthroughtherosegardentowardsthehalf-burntruinsofahouse．Hewashummingindistinctlyashewalked，hishearingaidshowedthathehadhearingimpairment．Encumberedbyexcessweight,hismovementswereclumsy,buthisexpressionwasiandnaiveasachild’s，insinuatinghewasmentallyretarded．Suddenlywithashoutofjoy，heputdownhismelonandpounasword-shapedbambooonthegroundaeditssharpnessandflexibilityasamusketeerwouldhissword．Thenhesprangintopositionandfehit，decapitatingrosesasifhewouldanoppo’shead，causingaflurryofpetalsandleavestofalltotheground．Hehadhisfun,butcausedhavo