What rose from the ground was like a literal nightmare.It was like the world itself opened up and a pillar of Corrupted flesh rose from it.It was covered in eyes and mouths... It had thousands of tentacles all tipped with the heads of Corrupted dragons.Then it curled and looked directly at us with a single gigantic eye at the top. It opened its massive maw full of razor sharp teeth.RRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooo!!!!"By the gods... That is definitely worse than the Eldritch horrors..." Vakra said. Then he looked at me. "Good luck!"He quickly backed away and started calling his forces to converge and attack the monster."Hey, Mizik...? This is a dream, right?" Isabella asked with a look of worry on her face."This is reality..." I said."Mizik! I'm retreating to a safer distance! I'll call my undead to support you!!!" Aldaril shouted.I nodded and he disappeared."Looks like it's just us for now..." I said.At that moment, the remaining battleships, airships, fighters, and aircraf

After we had everyone on the Cursebreaker, we began preparations to go to Excelsis.Since it was a divine realm, normal methods of access apparently didn't apply. A god would have to be present to open the way. For that reason, Iris was onboard the ship.Vakra told us that the ship had the ability to deploy a pseudo-anchor for landing. Although he warned us that immediately landing on the ground of an unknown world was a terrible idea.He explained that there were horrors beyond my wildest imagination lurking in the dark corners of creation.He also said not to allow anyone or anything on the ship unless I could fully verify who or what they were.Other than that, if one of us became lost, we would have to build an anchor platform for the ship if we wanted to bring the ship to us. Otherwise, we had to use our key devices to send a distress signal. Role call was very important.Next, Vakra mentioned the issue of being transported to other worlds.Occasionally across creation, lesser go

I awoke in bed as usual.I sat straight up and felt an odd sensation in my head...and in my chest."Wh-what the hell was that...!?" I said while panting heavily.For some reason, it felt like something important was missing from me...like I had gone on a long journey but could no longer remember it. My body felt unusually weak as I looked at my hands. "I could have sworn...that I had the strangest dream..." I mumbled.I looked out the window as I slowly felt something fading away and saw the city streets where I grew up. For some reason, seeing Lorelei right now filled me with a slight anger...and a deep sense of panic...I felt another surge of pain in my head..."Ah...what was I...doing? Or...thinking about? I need to find... Who do I need to find? Or what...what am I thinking?"That's right... I woke up later than normal... Why didn't dad wake me for morning exercises?I usually trained with my father. Since I was only thirteen years old, I had to become strong like him.I quick

We spent the next few days training out in the wilds.By we, I meant that my Dad basically annihilated everything until I was level thirty.I selected a special class called ' Magic Knight' and the status menu person told me which skills to get. Among them were skills to dispel magics like illusions and to silence magic users, for some reason.It seemed like the status menu was concerned about being caught by someone.Another thing was mentioned that Vengeance hates shields and that I should avoid using them while holding it.I was also told to refer to him as Warmage.Warmage was concerned about something threatening the world. He said that I was supposed to fight it and my unknown skill was key to doing that.He started nagging me, actually. And when I got angry, he said that eventually I would be able to put a stop to the messages.He said that he was also trying to figure out what was happening as these messages weren't normal.I wanted these messages to stop and I would do anyt

After practicing for several hours, my arms were killing me.My eyelids were heavy and I felt exhausted.I was so sick of seeing myself die over and over in these damn dreams..."I just want to sleep comfortably again... Is that too much to ask...?" I mumbled to myself.I stopped swinging my sword and imagined being warm and asleep in bed... Perfectly safe and comfortable.Just the thought of not being killed in my dreams was enough to make me long for my bed.Actually, seeing myself die in so many situations had caused me to feel unsafe in general. I had begun to develop paranoia lately.I just sighed and continued training.Eventually, my father came out to join me as well. I was happy to not be alone, because I had actually felt myself being watched lately.There were times where I even woke up in the middle of the night and saw eyes in the darkness.One time, I could have sworn that I saw a hooded and masked figure.Warmage was silent on the subject, however...Regardless, I began