"How did you manage to appear here, you meddling brat?"
In the pristine white space, Dark Wendy, embodying the Herrscher Persona, regarded the pair before her with heightened vigilance, as if facing a formidable adversary.
Zeke stood casually, his hand around Wendy's waist, holding her close. With icy blue eyes devoid of emotion, he stared unwaveringly at Dark Wendy.
As Dark Wendy observed her other self being embraced by Zeke, her already ominous expression darkened further.
"What the hell are you blushing for?!" she exclaimed, agitated.
Wendy sneakily glanced at Zeke's handsome profile, then composed herself with a straight face and calmly replied:
"It's just a natural reaction for any girl."
"Bullshit! In this consciousness realm, there shouldn't be such 'natural reactions'!"
"..."
The original Wendy turned away, remaining silent.
Dark Wendy took a deep breath, emitting an eerie green substance from her body like a descending demon, glaring menacingly at Zeke.
"This is our consciousness domain. How did you, the bastard, manage to intrude?"
"Did you just call me a bastard?" Zeke looked down at the real Wendy in his arms, expressionless.
Wendy's features froze momentarily before hastily pointing at her darker counterpart and explaining:
"I-I'm not! I didn't say that! She's lying; you should ask her!" Wendy protested.
So, Zeke lifted his gaze and looked at Dark Wendy.
Unconsciously, Dark Wendy took a step back, but then realizing her reaction, she angrily stepped forward, displaying determination.
With an expression devoid of emotion, neither joy nor sorrow, Zeke calmly stated: "Every existence has its entry point, merely within the realm of consciousness. Is it surprising for me to enter here?"
In reality, it wasn't as straightforward. While Fu Hua could send Zeke's consciousness into this space, truly entering Wendy's consciousness domain required Wendy's acceptance. This final step was completed only when Wendy held his hand.
Now, Zeke's and Wendy's consciousnesses were interconnected, making this space their shared consciousness world.
This also meant that the Herrscher Persona's consciousness could now interact with Zeke's—though Dark Wendy, unaware of the specifics, sensed this development keenly.
"You're digging your own grave!"
Grasping the current situation, the corner of Dark Herrscher's mouth curled into a menacing grin, and once again, the eerie green substance surged around her body.
"Die here... No, let's trap them first; we can decide what to do later."
For a moment, Dark Wendy hesitated inexplicably.
Meanwhile, Zeke's lips curved upwards slightly.
In the next instant, darkness engulfed the surroundings.
Both Wendy and Dark Wendy were taken aback.
The once-blank white world abruptly transformed into an infinite dark starry sky.
Behind Dark Wendy, a massive, indescribably colossal white star floated amidst the cosmos. Its searing heat nearly scorched the skin of both Wendys instantly.
But the most terrifying aspect was that this already immense star pulsated rhythmically, akin to breathing, appearing highly unstable.
"Let's witness the spectacle of a supernova explosion together. I've longed to observe such a marvel firsthand for quite some time."
With one arm around Wendy, Zeke extended his other hand towards Dark Wendy and the giant star, gently clenching it.
"BOOM!!!"
As Dark Wendy shockingly turned her head, blinding white light enveloped everything.
The universe seemed to tremble, though there was no sound in the vacuum. However, the terrifying explosive force appeared to ripple through space itself. The dark cosmic backdrop was engulfed by pure white light.
In utter silence, unimaginable heat and the blast swallowed the three individuals within the blink of an eye.
"..."
"..."
"..."
After what felt like an immeasurable span of time, Dark Wendy lay motionless on the ground, her eyes rolled back, and a droplet of saliva trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Wendy's true form also slumped against Zeke, completely drained of strength and responsiveness.
Moments later, Wendy collapsed onto the ground again. Looking up, she saw Zeke's colossal figure standing amidst the stars, with herself and Dark Wendy cradled in his outstretched palm.
Zeke extended another hand, using his massive fingers to gently flip over Dark Wendy, as if teasing ants with ease.
"What's the matter? In the realm of consciousness, isn't it natural to shape reality at will?"
Seemingly noticing Wendy's confusion, Zeke leaned down, his colossal eyes fixed on her, and his voice resonated from all directions.
Wendy shrank back slightly, pondering for a moment before attempting to restore her grayish-white legs and stand up.
However, nothing happened.
'He was lying! I clearly can't do anything at all!'
"Of course, that applies only to someone like me. If it were you, my previous statement doesn't hold," Zeke added as clarification.
Instantly, Wendy felt so enraged she wanted to explode.
"What do you mean?! Do you think I'm stupid?!" she roared furiously.
Then, the massive finger moved away from Dark Wendy and gently tapped Wendy on the head.
Wendy stumbled, falling onto Zeke's palm.
With her tiny rear sticking up, familiar anger surged within her once again, prompting her to angrily bite down with all her might.
"Ouch!"
Indeed, it felt as hard as steel, nearly chipping Wendy's teeth.
"Fool."
"You say that one more time!"
"Fool."
"You fucking @*&#$?%EUR..."
With a gentle press of his massive finger, he effortlessly pinned her to the ground.
The finger, resembling a colossal pillar, then slightly moved as if crumpling a tiny paper ball on his palm. This minimal gesture caused Wendy to roll back and forth across Zeke's hand until she felt dizzy and lost her voice.
"Ugh—so dizzy—"
When Zeke lifted his finger again, Wendy lay on his palm, her eyes swirling like spirals from dizziness.
A faint smile curved Zeke's lips, seemingly finding this playful torment quite amusing—an expression never seen before, even when examining Wendy's body or gently kneading her exquisite legs.
"Let her go, now!" Dark Wendy regained her composure upon witnessing her counterpart being mistreated, igniting her fury once more. Green energy enveloped her entire body, transforming into countless sharp wind blades aimed at Zeke's enormous fingers.
"Buzz—"
In the next instant, all attacks vanished without trace. Dark Wendy plummeted to the ground, not landing on Zeke's palm but trapped inside a transparent glass dome.
Outside, Zeke's colossal figure held the transparent sphere with one hand. His massive eyes, resembling open skies, gazed down coldly and unemotionally at her.
"Ahhhhh!"
"What kind of nightmare is this?!?"
Dark Wendy pounded on the glass dome, but it proved futile, leaving her to scream hysterically.
She had never encountered such a situation; the consciousness domain should have been her stronghold!
"Would you like to see a black hole?"
"No!" Dark Wendy shuddered, her expression shifting as she instinctively rejected the offer.
"Are you sure? It's truly a spectacular sight among wonders." Zeke's voice carried a hint of regret, seemingly trying to entice Dark Wendy.
With a grimace, Dark Wendy gritted her teeth and exclaimed, "Enough! What do you really want?! Just end this swiftly!"
As soon as Dark Wendy finished speaking, the fantastical world transformed once more into a vast grassland, where wind rustled through tall grass under wide-open skies.
Zeke sat at a small round table, pouring tea.
The original Wendy, face devoid of emotion, was seated in her wheelchair across from the table.
At this tiny round table, there remained an empty seat—a clear invitation for Dark Wendy.
As expected, after pouring the tea, Zeke gestured with his chin towards that empty seat, indicating for Dark Wendy to take her place.
Dark Wendy's face twitched, expression sour, as she stiffly sat down.
"Try it; this is the finest tea from my memories, brewed with Schicksal Amber. Normally, only your Arcbishop Otto enjoys such a delicacy."
Both true Wendy and Dark Wendy picked up their teacups simultaneously, took sips in unison, and then shared a similar look of mild delight in their eyes.
It was indeed excellent tea—so exceptional that even those not accustomed to drinking tea could discern its high quality.
"What exactly do you want? Despite not knowing how you maintain such dominance within this consciousness realm, you can't kill me!" Dark Wendy put down her teacup, demanding fearlessly.
True Wendy glanced at her briefly before lowering her head and continuing to sip her tea quietly, appearing very composed and well-behaved.
What nonsense! Zeke had already demonstrated his unwavering control over this place. Confronting him directly would be foolish; he undoubtedly has countless ways to toy with her, leaving her utterly helpless.
No worries, just admitting vulnerability promptly is familiar territory for true Wendy. She knows it so well that she no longer feels embarrassed about it.
After all, everyone behaves similarly in front of Zeke—it's nothing to be ashamed of.