Lord of the Mysteries

East Chester County, the Hall Family Manor.

Audrey sat at the dressing table and lit a candle.

Afterwards, she looked at herself in the mirror across from the slightly swaying light of the fire. Her green eyes gradually became deep, making it impossible for anyone who laid eyes on them to shift their eyes away, as if even their souls wished to drown in them.

“Audrey, you have to remain lucid tonight in the dream,” she said to herself softly.

This was a simple “psychological cue.”

The ancient folk song she had heard at dusk had inspired her to explore her dreams and see if she could enter the sea of subconscious sea and the spiritual skies of all living things.

This was an experiment that other Psychiatrists had never attempted. At least, there was no similar experiences in the reference materials provided by the Psychology Alchemists—giving oneself a psychological cue to explore their own dreams.

Perhaps I might be able to find traces of a mind dragon or even the City of Miracles, Liveseyd… Audrey withdrew her gaze; removed Lie, which was now in the form of a ruby necklace; and placed it inside a jewelry box.

She was afraid that the mystical item that amplified her emotions would affect her while in her dream and cause unnecessary harm; therefore, she removed it in advance out of caution.

After doing all of this, Audrey subconsciously looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw little blemishes on her face.

While wearing Lie, she felt that her beauty was intoxicating.

Wake up, Audrey. That’s only a lie! She lifted her right palm and caressed her cheek.

At that moment, she was very glad that she had chosen the name “Lie” for that mystical item. It kept her constantly alert; otherwise, she feared the day that she would one day be completely dependent on it and not want to face her true self. The day she lost it, it would be very possible that she would lose control.

Those girls who are relatively ordinary looking might never wish to take it off again after wearing Lie to perfect their looks. They might be willing to die to keep it on them… For a Beyonder, I can’t have such a state of mind either… Audrey sighed and stood up.

She walked briskly and expectantly through the warm room in her slippery silk robe, back to the soft, comfortable, and springy bed, and pulled a rope from the headboard.

Her personal maidservant, Annie, entered and gently extinguished the lights.

Before long, Audrey fell asleep.

In the hazy world, she suddenly jolted to her senses and realized that she was dreaming.

She looked around with interest and silently said to herself, Is this what’s known as lucid dreams in psychology?

In mysticism, there is a similar concept.

It’s really effective. I relied on a simple psychological cue that I planted in myself to get a lucid dream. Audrey, you really are a genius~ No, no, no, this is mainly an application of a Beyonder power. I mustn’t be arrogant.

At this moment, Audrey had already figured out what the current dream was.

She was walking along a dark, narrow road surrounded by a dark forest, and ahead of her was the castle with its spires.

gasps, and the shrill and intermittent screams came from every direction, creating a dangerous and depressing

of Duke Negan’s assassination. I’m still afraid that one day, many Beyonders would suddenly attack my father, my mother, and my brothers… Audrey dissected her dreams

this strangely real dream, she walked slowly toward the castle

the dark forest. It was a gigantic dragon with golden scales all over its body. Its eyes were pale gold with vertical pupils, and its thick

Audrey’s. When paired with its body,

dream. Fortunately, having been a

her realize that she had never really forgotten how she had almost lost control back when she consumed the Psychiatrist potion. Back then, her self-relief and the improvement in her mood was only superficial. The trauma had already taken root in the depths of her subconscious and would occasionally reflect itself

If I continue to

stopped, Audrey’s dream kept changing in an erratic fashion.

staff sweeping through the air, scattering down

castle that was shrouded in the light instantly

band came out from inside the castle as

had towards Beyonder powers at the very beginning… It really was a little girl’s fantasy… The corners of Audrey’s mouth curled up, and her

of her dream. She didn’t care how the scene behind her changed, or how the

of time, she passed through the

into the distance. The area beneath her was so deep that it seemed

her

Jump down? Will I fall to my death… Audrey

a few seconds, she slowly came up

of my mind. As the mistress of this place, I can use my will to open up a

thought of making the attempt, she tried to conjure what she thought, just like the way she did it above the gray fog. The only difference was that the

out her right hand, pointing it downwards

of her, the gray fog suddenly surged, revealing layers of stairs that led downwards,

took a slow breath, lifted her skirt slightly, and stepped onto the

continued down the stairs. The surroundings grew increasingly quiet, so quiet that it was almost as if she

the gray fog. It was lonely and filled with the

to

control of her emotions, her green eyes shone with a warm light that seemed to be able to see through the hearts of

her Psychoanalysis

point of light suddenly lit up in

point of light was of herself—back when she had just consumed a potion and almost became a dragon monster. While on the verge of losing control, emotions such

this is my trauma? Audrey vaguely understood where she was after

to resolve this trauma as she continued to walk down, step by

of the Psychology Alchemists, the subconscious was at the bottom of her destination—the sea of collective

listening to her parents’ storytelling when she was young. She saw herself, someone who valued her image but wasn’t actually very elegant deep down. She saw herself participating in the Tarot Club, only that all the specks of

influence my character and behavior? Audrey instinctively analyzed what

points of light, there were several times where she was pushed to the verge of an emotional breakdown

all sense of the passage of

a solid, blurry, gray “ground.” Above it, there were streams of light and shadows. They were dense and overlapping, like an illusory

steps forward and raised her head to look up. To her surprise, the gray fog no longer blocked

seven of which were of different colors. They were lustrous