Summoner: The Book of Dimension

86 Weaknesses

He managed to tell them minimal to nonsense details about the Book Of Dimensions for over the ten days. He didn’t want them to gain any useful details about the book aside from the basics.

On the first day, he continued going to the dream world and learned that two of the Dark Abyss Regiment members were divorced. Both failed to get custody of their children because they didn’t have money. That was one thing he took note of them that he might need to use as their weakness.

He also learned about the place he was taken to. As he remembered, the dream place is a copy of the actual location he was currently sleeping on. It was almost an empty plane; There was just dirt and rocks and boulders and all those. It was like another world, which he assumed because it didn’t look like earth. The only establishment there was the place he was taken to, and it looked like a small arena in the shape of an igloo.

That made sense on how it looked like inside with all the rooms formed in a circle.

On the fourth night, he learned about three more men. Based on their dreams, they had the same life. They were beggars before. They were born poor and grew up poor. But someone kept them as members of the Dark Abyss Regiment, and they did bad things. Steal things, use the shadow creatures to scare people, and rob them.

What shocked Peter was that they killed many people, and they were doing it for sacrifice. They sacrifice them at the shadow creatures so they could have access to control them for bad things.

He swore that if he came to know that these people are all but evil who was after the book, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill them all in their dreams on the tenth night.

On the sixth night, he was about to learn about another member when the guards awoke him. He forgot about them. He made a mental note to visit their dreams too and find their weaknesses. “What is it?” he groaned as the same two large men pulled him forcefully up.

“The members want to talk to you,” one of them said, and he brushed them off and went on by himself. He didn’t try even once to run away. He had to know how he could go back to earth, but it would take him a while to know that.

He arrived outside, and the Dark Abyss Regiment—with one member missing—were there on their table and looking at him. “Tell us about the spiritual power,” one of them demanded him.

Peter sat on the chair, feeling exhausted. He was on the way to sleep, on the way to knowing about another member of the Dark Abyss Regiment, but they woke him up just because of the spiritual powers.

“I told you what I know,” Peter said. “I told you yesterday about it. Didn’t you take note?” he asked, a little annoyed.

“Tell us, or you wouldn’t even be able to wait for the tenth day,” one of them glared at him with the threat.

“Fine, fine! My goodness, why are you guys so impatient?” Peter asked and clasped his hands. “As far as I know, every one of us has normal spiritual power. However, how we use it and where we use it makes us different from one another. You use spiritual power to form the summoning circle.”

“How do we make our spiritual power more powerful?” one of them asked him. “What if we want more than just our normal spiritual power?”

Peter raised his eyebrow. “I don’t know about that,” he lied. Of course, he knew that with skills and practice, one could develop more powerful spiritual power. But he didn’t want to tell that, or else they would learn that there was a possibility. “I don’t know how one can develop more powerful spiritual power.”

“Bullshit,” one of them said. “You’re lying. You’re not telling us everything.”

Peter scoffed. “I told you what I know,” he said the same thing he said earlier. “That’s all I know. Even I have low spiritual power,” he lied again. He was aware that he was powerful. He could even be more powerful than all of them combined; he was a dream lord. He even summoned a lot of different creatures. “If I have powerful spiritual power, I would’ve done everything I could to escape this place. But no, I’m stuck here, and it’s the sixth night.”

They were silent. He had a point, but they didn’t want to acknowledge him. “Bring him back to his cell,” one of them, like often, said and gestured with his hand.

Peter looked back while he was dragged back to the cell, seeing them entering a big room. He had a glimpse of that room once, and there were beds there. It looked like it was the biggest room of all since the nine members fitted there. It must’ve been their sleeping room.

Most of them would sleep, so he would have enough people to spy on tonight.

When he got to his cell, he got back to sleep and went quickly to the dream space. Only eight dream orbs were there, but it was not bad. He would still have a few tomorrows to spy that one last person.

He checked the orbs and ignored the five he already found out about. The first orb he spied this time was the orb of the person he was supposed to spy earlier.

He watched as scenery flashed before his eyes. A man who looked one of the oldest was in a cell, but it looked like a prison. The prisoners were rattling their steel bars with anything that could make it clang when he arrived there.

What surprised him was that he didn’t look sad or guilty. He was cocky.

Based on the dream, he was an ex-convict because he killed his brother. So far, from the ones he encountered, he was the one who showed psychopathic behavior.

He moved to the next dream orb and learned that his friend died because of him. He had the most normal life, but evil influences corrupted him. He was kidnapping little kids and used them as sacrifices to gain forbidden powers.

The least orb he had to learn that night was the youngest. His daughter is sick, and he didn’t have money for his operation. He sacrificed his own sick daughter to gain a small ampule of power with a promise to revive his child.

Everything was a shock to Peter. They were corrupted by evil, and he knew that aside from their weakness, they had a deep desire to do evil things for forbidden powers. The goal of wanting some of their loved ones were not there anymore. It was just pure greed.

That moment, Peter had decided that there was no reason for him to hesitate and kill them on the tenth day. They were promised good changes that even didn’t last. After seeing they could gather more power, they didn’t want anything else.

And now, they wanted to get the Book of Dimensions. They learned that it held power, and creatures could help them get more power than sacrificing innocent people for forbidden power. That made him think he shouldn’t let them know where the book was and got a hold of it. Well, not that he knew where the book was.

Seventh and Eighth night, yet he didn’t get a grasp of access to the last person’s dream orb. He only learned about the four big men guarding his cell. Apparently, they were working for the Dark Abyss Regiment for fun. They were psychopaths, and they wanted to see how the sacrificial rituals were going.

It made him shiver at how these people were evil at heart.

On a ninth night, finally, he got a grasp of the last person. He went to his dream orb and started spying on him.

His name was Victor, and he was the oldest. Among all these people who captured him, he had the most complicated memory and dreamed ever.

The first thing he saw was him driving a van. There were people inside the van along with him. On the shotgun seat was a woman who looked a little younger than him, but they looked like their ages didn’t differ. There were giggles heard behind, from two little girls who looked alike, like twins. They were around the age of nine.

In the last seat were two old couples, probably his parents or his wife’s parents.

They talked about the farm and the beach; the two girls talked about riding horses and feeding chickens. Peter assumed they were on vacation.

But then, Victor suddenly swerved the stirring wheel, making the van fall on the cliff of the road,

Victor was seen coming out of the van, his head bleeding slightly. Everybody seemed unconscious and injured. He ran back away from the van, and right the van exploded.

The dream changed. It was showing Victor’s perspective. Someone spoke beside him.

“You finished it. You can now lead the Dark Abyss Regiment,” the voice was so low and creepy that it made Peter remove his hands away from the orb.

He stepped back. Victor was the leader of the group, and he intended to kill his family.

Peter was mad. He needed to kill them all.