Mo Fei lay in bed, pondering for quite a while.
In the past, he had many dreams about black dragons, including some terrible nightmares, but none of them had been as vivid and realistic as this one, even causing him to confuse whether he was a human or a dragon.
When he became Morphis, it was the first time he completely forgot his identity in reality. All he wanted to do was to use dragonfire to burn everything to ashes, to kill those tiny mortals who dared to offend him…
When he realized that he was actually a human, he even felt a sense of disappointment, a sense of difference.
Of course, he could attribute this strange dream to some mischief of the subconscious or as a projection of his conscious mind coping with the predicaments of reality in a dream.
However, Mo Fei felt that this time, things were probably not that simple.
