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Chapter 579 Delirium, what are you playing at?
The anxiety and sadness of losing something.

The joy and surprise of finding something lost.

These two captivating emotions permeated the Sleep Demon's heart, making him reluctant to leave this memory.

If it weren't for the fact that the Sandman himself was unwilling to escape from this memory.

Even if you have indeed experienced a few setbacks in your life, how could he possibly encounter the same setback again and again?

Even when Downton and death came looking for him, he was still in that glass cage, savoring the taste of loss and the magnificence of emotion.

That is why, when Downton mentioned the reason why he imprisoned himself in this memory...

Sleepiness has broken down for once.

He stood there, his face flushed, hesitating for a long time, his lips moving incessantly, but ultimately he couldn't utter a word to refute Downton.

So, more than two minutes later...

Sleepyhead, his face alternating between pale and flushed, sighed softly, then shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"What you're saying is absolutely not the real me. I would never be so naive as to be held hostage by trivial emotions."

So let this boring cage and this memory completely disappear from my world.

"You wanted to help delirium, right? Fine, I'll go with you to the world of delirium. Consider it doing something worthwhile, damn it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sleep Demon pursed his lips and then pointed to his clothes.

He changed his clothes into a more formal suit that was more suitable for public appearances.

The Sandman is an exceptionally polite person; at least when reuniting with his brothers and sisters, he is extremely particular about his appearance and attire.

After the Sleep Demon finished speaking, Death nodded with satisfaction, then gently took the Sleep Demon's wrist and said...

“That’s great, my brother. The delirium problem should have been resolved long ago.”

From joy to delirium, from simplicity to madness.

Our sister must have experienced something terrifying that even fate could not foresee, something that deeply hurt her.

This transformed her entirely into...an unbelievable persona!

"Indeed, and most importantly, what delirium experiences is beyond even the observation of fate!"

The Sandman, following up on the mention of death, then asked Downton.

"Unexpectedly, can you observe the reason for the change in delirium?"
Fate could have observed anything that happened in the entire DC universe, but even Fate didn't know what was happening with delirium.

That's incredible!

So, if fate is unpredictable, and you are equally unable to find out what happened to her.

If we want to help delirium, that would be a pipe dream.

If we can't even find the origin of everything.

So how can we change the inevitable outcome?

At this point, the Sleep Demon frowned slightly and began to think seriously.

When Sandman asked him a question, Downton simply pursed his lips and replied.

"I don't know if I can find the cause of the delirium, after all, the way I'm looking for it... is pretty free, and pretty idealistic."

However, we should at least look at the delirium we are experiencing now before considering trying to find the origins of the delirium.
I've never seen delirium like this before, I don't even know what her symptoms are.

As a seasoned traditional Chinese medicine doctor who is proficient in at least one method of treating and saving lives, I at least have to examine the patient before deciding what to do.

After saying that, Downton looked expectantly at Death and Sleep.

As the talk of sleep and death grew louder, things like how even fate couldn't observe how delirium changed.

In short, this topic completely piqued Downton's interest.

Seeing the hint of excitement in Downton's eyes, Death pursed his lips and said.

“This is a serious matter, Tang. I hope you don’t treat it as a joke.”

"Whether or not you treat something as a joke has nothing to do with how you do it, Death Sister."

I was just a little interested, that's all. I didn't mean to laugh at anyone.

At this point, Downton clapped his hands lightly.

"Alright, that's enough of our chat. Now let's go check on the delirium."

If I waste any more time on Morpheus, I think I'll fall asleep.

"He truly lives up to his title as the god of sleep, freaking! Just looking at this guy makes me feel sleepy."

"Well, okay then, but the Sandman isn't as boring as you say."

As our brother, he was at least much kinder than fate and despair.

Death spoke for the disgruntled Sandman, then turned and took Downton and Sandman's hands.

She pulled the two of them forward one step, and then immediately disappeared into the world of the Sleeping Demon.

In the Garden of Destiny, which belongs exclusively to the Endless Family, Death led the two as they walked, releasing them as it pointed to a world in the distance, a world bursting with flowers.

“That is our goal, the garden of delirium.”

"Is it?"

Upon hearing this, Downton took a closer look at that flowery world.

Wow, from a distance, Downton could only see an exceptionally beautiful world. While countless colors were mixed together in a chaotic manner, the world looked both chaotic and orderly, truly wonderful.

Looking at the world from a distance, Downton couldn't help but think that the world was pretty good.

But after everyone takes a further step into this world...

The world as Downton saw it finally underwent a series of changes!

The world of delirium may seem magnificent, but as you get closer, you will discover the boundless terror hidden behind that magnificence!
The chaotic yet orderly colors that obscured the world were actually countless corpses, one after another, breaking apart!

The blood of the corpses became the red that permeated the world's background.

The corpse's brain matter turned white, like white clouds.

The bile from the corpse turned a green color, like grass.

What surrounds the entire delirious world is not a color that represents the delirious state of mind, but rather one way or another to die.

Torn apart, ground up, chopped in half, pierced from bottom to top by a stick, divided into pieces, twisted into a pretzel, ground into powder by a grinder, and limbs and necks torn off in one unexpected way after another!
What surrounds this world is not a color.

Instead, they are deliriums dying one after another!

Downton watched as countless women with brightly colored hair died in various ways, and then used the colors that seeped from their organs when they died to decorate her world.

Looking at all that was unbelievable, Downton couldn't help but purse his lips and say.

"Wow, so this is the world of delirium? It looks pretty serious."

"Yes, if it's not serious, why would we need to seek help from outside sources?"

After all, accidents can bring more than just better results; they can also make things worse.

But look at how delirious she is now. Even if she gets worse, how much worse can she get?

In her mind, she was orchestrating and experiencing self-destruction time and time again.

For me, even if we can't restore her to her original joyful and happy state, as long as we can stop delirium from indulging in self-torture and deriving pleasure from it, that would be enough.

That result is already fantastic.

At this point, Death let out a long sigh.

Beside him, the Sandman remained silent for a moment before speaking softly to Death and Downton.

“Telt, and Downton, I think we should visit our sister’s dream world before we do.”

What do you think? "

“I think it’s worth considering. After all, her world has already deteriorated to such a dazzling degree. I really want to see just how bad her dreams can get.”

After Downton answered, he gave Sandman a thumbs up.

Seeing that Downton agreed to his plan, Sandman looked at Death, who nodded slightly.

After obtaining their consent, the Sandman raised his right hand and stretched it out towards the delirious world before him.

The next moment, the scenery of the Garden of Destiny underwent countless changes, and the Sandman directly covered the Delirium's world with his own world!
And so, Downton, along with the Sandman, entered the world of dreams.

In the world of dreams, the world of delirium also undergoes tremendous changes.

The world that was filled with countless forms of self-destruction suddenly disappeared and then quickly transformed into another... indescribable style!

The moment he stepped into the dream, some indescribable, decadent music rushed into Downton's ears in an unusually overlapping manner.

Death, of course, heard that indescribable sound.

The Sandman stared in disbelief at the place that had produced the sound.

Right before their eyes, in that corner of delirium during sleep.

The countless deliriums that were dying disappeared.

Instead, there are thousands of people using various methods to make tofu...self-comforting...delirious indulging in endless pleasure!

With just one glance, Downton saw at least hundreds of millions of long, slender legs and hundreds of millions of secret gardens being ravaged.

The seductive music emanating from his ears grew louder and more alluring as the crowd drew closer.

Looking at this scene, Downton couldn't help but swallow.

"Wow, so this is... the world in delirium dreams."

Our sister here really knows how to have fun!

Even when playing by yourself, you can come up with so many... completely different variations!
"I have so much to learn! A lot of the positions she used were ones I'd never even seen before. I need to find a chance to try them out!"

Downton!

Hearing Downton's words, Death gave a rather irritating reminder.

Don't joke around with your own sisters!

No wonder delirium causes such volatile emotions.

In her inner world, the pain of self-destruction and the joy and satisfaction of self-pleasure alternately sustain her inner world.

So many self-comforting deliriums indicate that she is constantly sharing that joy and happiness with the countless... almost superb deliriums in her dreams.

The world where she was constantly killing and torturing herself meant that her delirious state, shrouded in her decadent dreams, was becoming increasingly broken and painful.

My goodness, our sisters have been facing such drastic contrasts.

Boundless pleasure and boundless pain constantly attacked and tormented her mind from two sides, but I had never known this before!

At this point, Death sadly lowered his head and crouched down beside a pair of delirious people who were comforting each other.

Noticing death approaching, one of the two delirious individuals screamed loudly and grabbed Death's wrist with his wet hand.

"Hmm... Sister Telt, how did you end up in my dream?"

As delirious, he pulled on Death's wrist and placed Death's hand on the soft flesh of his lower back, which resembled a small peach.

Upon touching the damp garden, Death felt a pang of pain in its heart, and gently patted the delirious little garden with its hand.

As delirium continued to emit its high-pitched cries, Death suddenly turned to look at Downton and said with utmost seriousness.

"I cannot accept my sister being controlled by boundless pleasure and pain. We must find a way to save her from delirium!"

"Hmm, I'll do my best. Although I actually quite like Delirium's dream, it's a bit too monotonous if it's just Delirium alone, even though it's wonderful."

Just as Downton was speaking, a few of the countless delirious individuals finally saw Downton and the Sandman.

Immediately, two or three delirious, water-drenched children hopped and skipped over to Downton and the Sandman.

"Hmm... Ha... How did I end up in your dream?"
Morpheus, long time no see. Are you here to play with me? To mess with me?
And this one, this gentleman who's even more handsome than Morpheus, are you here to mess with me too?

If so, that would be wonderful, hehe~
Because I will send every single one of you bastards who wants to manipulate me into my world and crush you into dust, hahahahaha!
Only Telt is qualified to touch me!
Only her, only her, just her!

man?

"All you scumbag men should die! Die!!!"

In an instant, the delirious dream world suddenly changed.

Just moments ago, they were deliriously comforting each other, but suddenly they began to intensify their various movements!
In an instant, countless deliriums were pierced by his own palms, and countless deliriums' limbs were broken off alive.

Screams replaced the soft music, and the stench of blood replaced the pink hue, transforming her delirious dreams into the world she knew.

Looking at the delirious man dying rapidly beside him, Downton awkwardly rubbed his nose.

"Wow."

He exclaimed in amazement.

"I suddenly don't want to deal with this woman anymore, because she seems to hate men. Is she some kind of fairy?"

"Stop joking, Downton, delirium is just an illness."

If you had ever met the original her, you would know how happy she was back then!

In any case, we must find that delirium that hadn't changed yet, and try our best to prevent her from becoming this indescribable...heartbreaking state she is now!

Death emphasized this to Downton.

As Death speaks, the Sandman moves his hands, and the dreams around everyone change with the Sandman's movements.

"While continuing to search," the Sleep Demon said with a pained expression.

"Even in dreams, I can't find the most profound points of delirium memories. It seems that after she went mad, she forgot how she became like this."

Her dream was quite surprising, chaotic yet simplistic.

But while her dreams were singular, they also helped maintain her mental state.

When she is unhappy, her dreams become erotic, with countless pleasures washing away her unhappiness.

When she is excessively happy, her dreams, like her world, become a means of self-destruction, keeping her constantly oscillating between happiness and pain, thus maintaining her delirious state!
This means that she needs to actively maintain her delirium by constantly adjusting her inner world.

She still felt the same joy as before.

Only after experiencing certain mysterious events.

She has chosen to embrace this... delirious state of being!

(End of this chapter)