Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267 Chapter 62.3 - Initiation

"Pah!"

Irina's senses were in disarray as she found herself suspended in an ethereal void.

The absence of any solid ground or reference points left her feeling weightless, adrift in an infinite expanse of nothingness. It was as if she had been cast into the void between dreams.

As she tried to make sense of her surroundings, she noticed faint glimmers of light, distant and sporadic, flickering like distant stars.

The emptiness around her seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy, creating an eerie ambiance that sent shivers down her spine.

She attempted to move her arms, but they seemed to move through the empty space without any resistance. Panic threatened to creep in, but she fought to maintain focus.

And following that, she slowly recalled her recent memories. Irina recalled Sylvie's words and realized that this surreal experience was the result of her attempt to enter Astron's dream.

'Was it a dream?'

She couldn't understand.

The spell she used to enter his consciousness wasn't supposed to work like this.

[Phantasmic Transfer] – the spell that spell that Irina had cast was designed to create a psychic link between the caster and the target, allowing the caster to enter the dream realm of the individual by connecting their souls.

However, the disconcerting emptiness and the ethereal void that surrounded her were far from the expected outcome.

Irina focused her thoughts on unraveling the mystery of this unexpected turn. The spell, as she understood it, should have provided her with a dreamscape that mirrored Astron's subconscious, where the dream would play on.

She would enter his dream as a person of her own and move inside, wandering around the dream. The dream would be temporarily become the caster's new real world. That was how it was supposed to be.

Yet, this desolate expanse seemed devoid of the usual dream-like elements.

THUD!

Yet, just at this moment, something suddenly happened. The emptiness around Irina quivered, and the subtle hum of otherworldly energy intensified.

The air seemed to vibrate with an unseen force, and in an instant, the desolate expanse transformed.

Everywhere around her, an incredibly complex structure materialized, unfolding like intricate origami. It was as if the fabric of the void had been woven into a mesmerizing tapestry of interlocking patterns and ethereal scenes.

The transition was abrupt, catching Irina off guard.

"What is this?"

Her head, if it even existed, was overwhelmed with the information. Her consciousness threatened to slip away as she felt dizzy from everything happening.

The once-empty space now pulsed with life, and she found herself at the heart of this enigmatic construct.

The structure seemed to defy the laws of reality, constantly shifting and reshaping itself in a dance of relativistic-magicalism.

"Just what?"

She couldn't understand.

At this point, what she was seeing wasn't something that she could describe in words.

"This is…."

In front of her stood a small frame…She could see from the window where two little babies had just left their mother's womb.

"Uwaaaaaaa!"

A loud crying voice entered Irina's ears as she concentrated on the scene. As if now she was part of the frame, she could hear and see everything clearly from an outsider's perspective. This wasn't how the spell was supposed to work, but Irina deemed it fine.

"Ah…..You have two beautiful twins….." Irina, now immersed in the moment, felt the essence of life emanating from the scene.

The midwife, aware of the profound responsibility bestowed upon her, turned to the exhausted but elated parents. "Ah... You have two beautiful twins," she remarked, her voice filled with a sense of joy and reverence.

The mother, her eyes brimming with tears of happiness, gazed lovingly at the newborns. The man, the father, overwhelmed with emotion, held his wife's hand.

The midwife, respecting the sacredness of the moment, gently inquired, "What will be the names of these precious children?"

The man, looking at the two tiny faces wrapped in swaddling blankets, smiled with a warmth that could only come from a father's heart. "Under the full moon, we shall name them Astron and Estelle," he declared, his voice carrying a sense of destiny and connection to the celestial bodies.

The midwife nodded approvingly, acknowledging the significance of the names. "Astron and Estelle," she repeated as if sealing their fate with those words. The room, filled with the tender cries of the newborns, became a sacred space where the bonds of family and destiny intertwined.

'So, this is how he was born….'

Irina couldn't help but mumble to herself. Now, the scene she saw suddenly made sense, as if it had shown her the point of Astron's starting life.

Yet, a question remained.

'Who is Estelle?'

Just as she was thinking about those, suddenly, a second later, she found herself in the same empty space she was in.

A nagging question surfaced, "Who is Estelle?" The assumption that Estelle was Astron's twin sister seemed natural, born at the same time under the same celestial event.

Yet, as Irina delved deeper into her thoughts, a disturbing realization crept in.

"Wait, there isn't someone like Estelle in Astron's life. He's an orphan with no family members," she pondered, her mind racing to make sense of the incongruity. Doubt lingered as she questioned the nature of the connection between Astron and Estelle.

"Did something happen to him?" Irina wondered aloud, her concern for Astron growing. The mystery deepened, and a sense of urgency gripped her.

Determined to uncover the truth, Irina focused her magical senses on different time frames, searching for clues that would shed light on Astron's enigmatic past.

As she navigated through the currents of time, glimpses of Astron's life unfolded before her. Scenes of his childhood, moments of laughter and struggle, all wove a tapestry of his journey. Yet, the absence of Estelle in these moments puzzled Irina even more.

She entered another timeframe as she looked into the scene.

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