King of the Dream World {My Hybrid System}

Slow progress

Not wanting to waste any time, immediately Rafael's consciousness awoke in his chained body, he began to pull himself with all his might off from the wall. At first he thought it was fun as he enjoyed how his muscles bulged to the pressure but as time began to pass he began to feel pains on his wrist making him to focus more on pulling himself off than the admiration of himself.

"What will you do if you successfully get out?" He clearly heard a chilled voice ask him as though the one who spoke it was soliloquizing in his sleep.

After scanning through the room without spotting the one who spoke he assumed he was hearing what really did not exist but it made him hesitate a bit.

Since he now understood that there was a world beyond the dungeon this question made him stop for a while and think. He knew Gregor thought that on freeing himself from the chain, he would begin to feel a soul but he now had reasons which made him believe that there was more to it than just freeing himself. He thought he would probably find a way to connect this body of his into the other or vice versa before he could successfully feel accomplished.

After racking his brain on how to escape from the dungeon which he had never seen it's exteriors, a place which he did not know whether it was located beneath the ground level or above the skies for a while, he gave the idea up.

He would find away only when he had seen it and will only see it when he was free from his chains. This he thought.

"When you dream try to pull yourself out of those chains even if it hurts to a great extent. Sever your chained wrists and ankles off your body if you can then wake up a stronger man." These words of Gregor resounded in his head and boosted his morale and he resumed pulling.

Soon he discovered that his attempts were doomed not to be successful as neither the wall not the chains bulged, fear of what might happen if he does not pull himself out successfully began to grow in him and he began to attempt to cut his wrists off with the blunt cuffs this progressed very slowly fortunately this body of his, felt less pain and had more endurance than his body in reality. But his progress made him begin to doubt if he would successfully pull out one hand even if the effects of the sleeping pill lasted through the night much less pulling his other limbs off.

He consoled himself assuring himself that he would continue the next time he sleeps off but again the thought of how far he would go without wrists him and probably without complete legs again bothered him but he waved the thought of this stumbling block away once more convincing himself that he would know his next step when he succeeds after all me would still have his teeth.

Suddenly his body jerked and he began to feel as though someone wanted the permission to watch him. Fortunately he felt like he had the power to prevent the intruder and this he did.

Then he occupied himself with the thought of success and continue spilling his blood as he successfully began to cut deeper into his body as he groaned inwardly.

Moments later he began to feel as though someone was watching him but this time he failed to cut off the connection he only scanned through his environment and got convinced that no one was watching him while he continued to wound himself more.

"What are you doing?" He heard someone who he did not hear approaching or enter ask.