Legendary Oops System-Chapter 35: Her Dark Past (I)

The explanation could at first sound incomprehensible but not to White.

He had faced this before in his past life, and it had even happened to one of his own battle squad members.

"I’m guessing you want to know how we can bring her back?"

She asked, looking at White who silently gazed at her.

"If she’s stuck in her head, then the only place she can be in is her mind space. Someone needs to go in there and bring her out, but that’s dangerous."

"Even though an awakener, her mind space is not fully developed yet, and would be highly unstable. It might allow her in, since she owns it, but an external consciousness will find it difficult to exist in there."

"Besides, there might be a large door blocking any consciousness from entering her mind space and reaching her."

"There is indeed a large door blocking her mind space."

The health instructor claimed.

"I’ve tried to go in but was refused... thrice."

"That usually happens with traumatic patients due to their lack of trust. She doesn’t know me, so the doors automatically mark me as an unfamiliar stranger and pushed me out."

"I could force my way in, but that will damage her soul. And if a person who doesn’t want to live is forcefully made to do so, she might as well be a breathing corpse."

"She needs someone familiar. Someone who wouldn’t be refused by the mind gate, and the only one I could think of... is you."

She explained and White’s brows furrowed.

She could see him as if debating whether it was worth it or not, but in the end, his furrowed brows relaxed, replaced by quiet conviction.

"I’ll try."

"That’s good."

She said, she tapped on a holograph.

White noticed a reverberation as the ground beneath the bed of Nova opened up.

What came out was another bed, and the health instructor ushered him over.

He laid on it, and she gently grabbed Nova’s hands bringing it to White who quietly held it.

It was cold. As cold as ice.

"The physical bond should make the conscious bond possible. Now just relax. I’ll try to take you to her mind space."

She said, and White hummed, looking quietly at the white ceiling.

Slowly, the white light filtering from the runic ceiling slowly began to blur and quietly, the world began to darken until there was nothing.

Silence covered him for what seemed an eternity, before the world brightened once more, and he found himself standing in a chaotic void of darkness.

All around him, lightning with different coloured crackles split the space, shattering apart leading to the spread of black holes, and dark tsunamis raged through.

It was a completely chaotic area that made White struggle to remain standing in one place.

But still, his eyes picked up on the door in the distance barely visible for the wall of tsunamis covering it.

But still he made his way forward.

It was a void, with no solid steps but the will to move was enough to drive him forward, and even though he wavered here and there, he was able to quickly get the hang of things, rushing through the tsunamis.

They roughly blew him back as he was devoured by black holes, senses wrapped before he was roughly flung out, his mind blank for unknown amount of times before he snapped out of it and continued rushing forward.

Every force before the gate he withstood and finally he broke through the appearing before the gate.

The storms and space holes rippled behind him, using terrifying raging force, yet with his teeth clenched his hands reached forward.

Landing on the gate, it sent a ripple through its entire surface but then after a second nothing happened.

’Guess it was futile in the end,’

White mused losing his last will for resistance and the tsunami dragging him back, yet before he could be dragged into another space hole—

FLICKER

A brilliance of blue light flared through the entire space, the light illuminating the void and canceling out all the dark tsunamis and spatial holes.

It flared on White, who couldn’t help but feel his new freedom.

Quietly he was dragged forward, a large blue vortex opening on the surface of the door.

He didn’t resist, allowing himself to be dragged into the portal.

It wasn’t teleportation.

It was almost instant that White found himself in a peculiar place.

It was a room, a room that made his eyes steel as just beneath his feet on the wooden ground was a red liquid, staining his toes.

Looking down to it, he could easily see it was blood and he followed it arriving beside the side of a bed and there he found a corpse.

It was that of a man with dark hair, buried in his own pool of blood.

He looked at his neck and there he saw clear claw marks that dug too deep into his neck, almost cleaving off the entire head.

Apart from the corpse there was no one else, yet he could see bloody footsteps that trailed out to a door behind the man.

He walked towards it grabbing the knob and opening it up.

RUSTLE!

His hair rustled as the air blew across his face, a completely different feeling to the world he had come from.

Before him was an endless plain of green grass, and on it were the clear bloody footsteps that trailed into the distance.

He followed it, and after about five minutes of following he found it, a corpse.

It was human.

That of a female with long white hair, the same claw marks on her neck, though surprisingly she wasn’t bleeding out on the ground.

He looked at her face and she seemed no different from Nova, except she was older.

A realization crossed his mind, leading his heart to thump, but then he continued forward, and there he found another corpse.

A corpse that made him inhale sharply.

It was the corpse of a large creature, humanoid in shape yet abominable.

It stood almost three meters in height, steel for fur, with massive claws, that had lain helplessly by its side.

Even in death, it radiated a horrifying aura of savagery and bloodlust.

"A... A werewolf!?"