Unbeknownst to Chi Cheng, while he was entranced by wanton bliss in an illusion, his body lay writhing in his own bed in reality. Levitating above his sleeping form, in the darkness of his room, was the dark spirit that possessed him in the Frost Forest.
Cloaked in demonic Qi, the dark spirit channelled tendrils of its energy into Chi Cheng's mind. It searched his memories, piecing together illusions which cast Chi Cheng into a dream of unknown desires.
Although the erotic dream was merely an illusion, the sensations from each touch were undoubtedly real. Groaning in his sleep, Chi Cheng's body arched and soft moans escaped his lips.
The dark spirit's formless head jerked when a thud on the open window's pane alerted it. With one shadowy hand focused on manipulating Chi Cheng's mind, it peered into the darkness with its red orbs for eyes.
