“…”0

Se-Hoon felt his mouth go dry. 0

His heart raced at the sight of the monstrous being before him. She was the Queen of Nightmares, the Lord of Dreams, and the Master of the Pleasure District. However, these titles to describe the beautiful monster were all relics of the past, and only one title eventually remained: the Dream Demon. 0

And as humanity was forced to know her infamy and power, that title became her true name. 0

She’s still as creepily beautiful as ever…0

Sharp yet hazy, her beautiful and alien form seemed to embody everyone's ideal type from their dreams. And that form fit those ideals so well that it felt unsettling to look at her.0

Calming himself, Se-Hoon took a deep breath before speaking.0

“How did you get inside Babel?”0

Perplexed by the direct question, the Dream Demon asked, “This is a rather uncommon encounter, yet you jump straight to that? Shouldn't we get to know each other first…?”0

“Well, I don’t exactly have a hobby of indulging in nonsense.”0

Se-Hoon glared at her with hostility.0

“Either tell me what you’re here for or fight me. Choose one.”0

His aggressive tone left no room for negotiation. 0

Yet the Dream Demon just covered her mouth and chuckled softly. Se-Hoon’s unperturbed demeanor and grasp over his emotions despite the situation had surprised her, but only for a moment. 0

“Haha. Alright then. Shall we sit down and talk for a second?” 0

Following the Dream Demon’s gaze, Se-Hoon watched the sticky purple ground rise and form a long table, about ten meters in length, and chairs. The furniture looked luxurious at a glance....0