Mysteries:Lord Of The Dream Realm

Chapter 2:My Colleague is Zhou Mingrui

That name... Zhou Mingrui? The real name of the protagonist of "Lord of Mysteries"?

This familiar name aroused my curiosity, and I looked up sharply.

"The Lord of Mysteries." The title rang in my mind, not just as a beloved novel but also as the very last thing I was reading before I found myself thrust into this parallel world. My mind raced with a flurry of thoughts, some filled with incredulity,

The next second, my eyes froze.

Standing before us was a young man with black hair and brown eyes, exuding the fresh, unpolished vigor of someone who had just stepped out of university. But that wasn't what caught my attention. What stunned me was the strange familiarity of his face. Very familiar.

If his face were thinner, his features more profound, his expression more stern...

A different figure gradually materialized in my mind's eye. A lonely man with black hair and brown eyes, a thin face, and a cold temperament. He wore a black windbreaker over dark trousers, a half-high silk hat on his head, gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, and black gloves covering his hands. An iron-black revolver rested in his gun bag.
Behind him loomed a crimson moon, casting an eerie light. His face was slightly blurred by the moon's glow, but his deep brown eyes were strikingly clear, piercing through the night.

Klein Moretti, who had used the Faceless Man's ability to create a new alias, Gehrman Sparrow, based on Zhou Mingrui's appearance before the time travel.

Gehrman Sparrow, the mad adventurer renowned for assassinating Vice Admiral Disease Tracy, who saw pirates as walking gold pounds, killing them and selling their extraordinary items to the Tarot Club as if it were the most normal thing in the world. His notoriety echoed across the five seas, his feats legendary, his ruthlessness unparalleled.
The "World" of the Tarot Club, who had personally driven an ancient wooden stake through the heart of the "Fool."

Gehrman Sparrow.

No way, right?

I was stunned by the vivid scene my mind had conjured. Could it really be? Was this young man standing before me somehow connected to the character from the novel I had been so engrossed in?

Just as I was lost in my scattered thoughts, I heard Zhou Mingrui's second self-introduction: "... The position I'm applying for in the spring recruitment is hardware design engineer..."

Indeed, since the old are assigned to lead the new, it would make sense to have hardware engineers mentor software programmers

The room seemed to buzz with the murmurs of my colleagues, their excitement palpable as they speculated about the new recruits. But I could hardly focus on their idle chatter. My mind was reeling,

I tried to steady my breath, taking a moment to sip my coffee, hoping the familiar bitterness would ground me. But the question remained—how was this possible? Was it mere coincidence, or was there something more profound at play?

No way, that...

My thoughts raced as I tried to process the situation. Could it really be true? Was I somehow living in the world of the novel "Lord of Mysteries"?

As a writer, I often drew motivation and inspiration from other books, and "Lord of Mysteries" had always been a favorite of mine. Its rigorous settings, strict logic, and intricate mysteries had captivated me, making me a loyal fan.

I had watched interviews with Cuttlefish, the author, and learned about many character settings that didn't appear in the original book. I even delved into the wiki for more information on the history of "Lord of Mysteries."