The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Translator: imperfectluck  Editor: Kurisu

Back in my original world, many people had repeatedly studied dreams before. However, nobody had been able to find anything conclusive.

Why did people dream? Why did people see certain dreams? Were dreams connected to reality?

Even now, science was still unable to give an explanation for dreams. Only religion and philosophy had explanations for them. Some people even started practicing divination by interpreting dreams.

Oftentimes, dreams were viewed as precautions or warnings. Modern science was still unable to explain dreams, as there were many things still unknown about the brain.

But in the magical world of Eich, things were different. Eich wasn’t a world of science to begin with.

While people were asleep, the soul would still drowsily move around. Pure consciousness would create an illusionary realm that mages referred to as the source of dreams.

Due to the existence of mind magic, dreams were actually a type of weakness. Casually opening up one’s own thoughts and soul would be utmost foolishness.

Apart from the Gods themselves, the powerful demons and devils of the Chaos Abyss, as well as the Evil Gods, also really loved to try to influence ordinary people through dreams.

There was a certain type of dream voodoo curse that could mark an ordinary person. An Evil God or powerful demon would then come to talk to you during your dreams.

Threats and temptations were actually the easiest to deal with. Scarier would be realistic dreams that had been created with divine power or magic, which would then corrode or test the person’s inner nature. This could imperceptibly modify your personality and soul without your own realization. People would often start going down the wrong path due to this.

The Gods also knew how to cast such an evil spell. People who claimed that they received divine revelations or visitations during their dreams were pretty much the same as those visited by demons.

Of course, this would require a great deal of divine power, and the effects were quite slow. This wouldn’t be done to ordinary people.

Top-level warriors would intentionally train their own willpower and close off the window to their soul. Mages would be even more careful about protecting the integrity of their soul. Only prophets and demon warlocks would treat their own dreams as a type of precious resource.

“Did you recently project your soul into the Chaos Abyss?”

Top-level demon warlocks were capable of using astral projection while they slept, attaching their soul to some low-level or mid-level demon or a demon corpse in order to obtain knowledge from the Chaos Abyss.

Foundationally speaking, this worked using the same principle as the Gods’ incarnations in the mortal plane. However, for ordinary humans, they were only capable of having their soul leave their physical body safely while they slept. Not only that: if a human’s soul astral projection died, then the human would suffer incredibly serious damage.

Demon warlocks would often create artificial demons or demon half-bloods with their own bloodline injected in order to protect the completeness of their will. Such demons would then be tossed into the Chaos Abyss as the demon warlocks’ puppets.

Demon type job class growth couldn’t be done without the Chaos Abyss. A demon warlock would either control the demons or be controlled by the demons. Not only would there be no demon warlock who had a normal way of thinking, it would already be incredibly rare to find a demon warlock who wasn’t insane and possessing multiple personalities or other various mental illnesses.

The demon warlocks would either develop their personal demon bloodline, or project their will into a demon’s body to learn everything about demons. As many demon warlocks did this, they would imperceptibly become pure demons themselves, from physical body to soul.

The biggest taboo for demon warlocks was to send their physical body into the Chaos Abyss. Other job classes could enter the Chaos abyss and still leave, but if a demon warlock entered the Chaos Abyss, the will of the Chaos Abyss would cause their bloodline to instantly go out of control, permanently transforming them into a demon. They’d forever lose their identity as a human.

No ordinary person would be able to succeed in the demon warlock job class, and after a long period of time, no demon warlock would be a normal person anymore.

As the saying went: “if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee”. The price of borrowing demon power for personal strength was that you would have to constantly be on guard against the Chaos Abyss’s attention.

“Could it be that your soul astral projection was captured by a powerful demon, and that he’s using it as a catalyst to give you trouble?”

However, Maria shook her head.

“Soul astral projections are far too dangerous. I never use such a thing.”

High-level mages were capable of locking their own dreams. However, there were a few mage job classes that would take advantage of their own dreams. Still, it was indeed quite unusual for the most famous and powerful demon warlock in the world to keep having nightmares.

“But, what does any of this have to do with me…?” is what I would have said if it weren’t for the fact that she mentioned “Elisa”, which really caught my attention.

By now, I understood why Maria’s magical wavelengths seemed so familiar. Her wavelengths were really similar to Elisa’s when the latter was in half-human, half-demon form.

Yet, I found all of this to be even more incomprehensible.

Magical wavelengths were just like fingerprints. Although a magical wavelength would be related to the mage’s personal type of magic, it would be more affected by one’s personal traits. Magic stemmed from the soul. The individual’s personal traits would also naturally come from the soul.

“A divine bloodline? Descendants from the same Evil God bloodline?”

Some Evil Gods would create a large number of their own descendants right before death. However, those descendants would basically be backup bodies for the Evil God’s revival.

I shook my head and rejected this possibility. Elisa had never visited San Antonio in her life before. Her original identity, Lisa, had been nothing more than a rural village girl. Meanwhile, Maria was San Antonio royalty, in a land that was more than 10,000 kilometers away. There was almost zero possibility that they would have a closely related bloodline.

As for the Evil God’s descendants, the closer the relative, the easier it would be for the Evil God to hijack the relative’s body for personal use. Only siblings and direct descendants would be the best for this purpose.

I went through all of the knowledge and theories that I knew, but I was unable to find any precedent to explain the current situation.

“Silly cat, what do you think?”

“I don’t know. Nothing in my memories can explain this. Isn’t the soul your area of expertise? How about you dissect her?”

Dissect the empress of a human mega empire, who was also Ayer’s adopted daughter? I wasn’t that suicidal.

“What she described sounds similar to her soul entering another’s body and experiencing their death… This is indeed quite similar to demon warlocks’ technique of soul astral projection. In that case, could it be that there’s another special individual out there who has a really similar magical wavelength to Elisa’s? Maybe that’s the cause.”

I kept contemplating things as I looked at the demon warlock before me. Back in the Underground, Elisa had also been known as the beloved daughter of the Chaos Abyss. It was quite inconceivable how much the Chaos Abyss seemed to spoil and love her.

“Since Elisa has been mentioned, how about I contact her…”

I searched around in my dimensional storage bag, and finally managed to find the old ring used to contact her. I touched it lightly, but heard nothing other than background noise.

Right after that, there was a much louder sound such as if something was flipping over. I also heard the sound of an explosion.

“Elisa? Where are you? Why is it so noisy? Are you on a battlefield?”

“…You still remember to contact me? I…”

“That’s her voice! It’s her!”

Maria interrupted Elisa’s words halfway through. The next instant, the messaging ring instantly went quiet as if the communication had been cut, even though it clearly hadn’t reached its limits yet.

I touched the messaging ring again, but received no response.

“That’s her! She’s the one who keeps repeatedly killing ‘us’ in my dreams. She refers to us as… the Chaos Girls!”

Maria actually had a face filled with fear. In order for someone like her, the most powerful demon warlock in the world, to have such an expression…

I was feeling more and more of a headache now. Wasn’t the story about her being a Chaos Girl supposed to be nothing more than a rumor? Just what exactly was going on here?

If all of this was real, then it meant that someone was indeed hunting down these “Chaos Girls”. Someone was intentionally leaking information, then? Was Elisa someone in the know, or was she somehow involved?

Why did Elisa cut our communication? Was there something that she didn’t want me to know? Why did she immediately cut contact with me the moment that she heard Maria’s voice?

“By the way, Maria.”

Perhaps the answer wasn’t far away from me. Maybe a little surgery was all that was required.

“Empress Maria, I have an idea regarding your problem. May I perform a little checkup for you and do a tiny experiment? Rest assured, I haven’t dissected someone living for quite long already. Whoops, I meant that I would never dissect you, honest! Please look at how sincere I am! Fine, even if I dissect you, I can return you to normal. Please believe in the fact that I’m a master of dissection.”