Why Are My Dreams Realistic?

Somewhere: A Mystical Place Of The Unknown

[There's something beyond this wall. I could hear the reverberating chime of a clock in the distance. It felt like I'm stuck and was upside down, but I don't feel anything which is weird. I noticed that there was a person sitting on a chair in this place with only clouds as the flooring.]

"Oh, hello. What are you doing here? Ah! I guess it was you. That person he was looking for. Welp, sucks to be you since you'd be stuck in here with me for a long time. If you can't see me clearly, I'm showing you a big wide smile that shines brighter than the sun of this world."

[I couldn't clearly hear what that person just said, but I guess he was enthusiastic enough to talk to me.]

"Did you see that there's a lot of papers lying around of these clouds? This is a story that was serialized by the creator and has a lot of chapters that look like a story but were really just a journal in his own mind. Yes I know, he's my creator and I worked for him. But now it has ended. Well, it was a long time ago and I'm just still here, lingering in this world as a non-character. I'm surprised that I saw you here."

[My senses are slightly getting clear. I can slightly fathom the words that this person was saying, but along with those, there seems to be some gap in what I'm hearing.]

"Oh, that's right. I think I can show you his book. This is what I was working for him, but then there's just some kind of problem that would never be fixed in every way. Well anyway, here it is."

[The person beyond this thing I'm sealed with showed a book entitled 'Why Does My Dreams Became Real?' He flipped the book upside down so I could see it.]

"This was his masterpiece. He put his entire life just to create this. But this creation also led to the downfall of mankind, connecting everyone in a single source of process and dying until that person fulfilled the desire to connect and to die." Uh... Why aren't you talking to me? Are you deaf or something? Do you have a problem hearing me there? Or maybe you're just useless? Heh?"

"Oh, that's right, your senses are still in the middle of processing and you couldn't hear me that clearly. I hope that you can still follow me alongside this rambling that I'm saying to you. You're the only person I could talk to since I'm in a place of isolation in the real world, hiding from something. I've brought my work into this world by transferring some of my data just when I was about to be fired and killed in the middle of synthesis. Don't mind me when I work, huh."

[It feels nice to listen to his ramblings. I can now finally hear his words, but my eyes have begun to get blurry, preventing me from seeing the entirety of what I saw earlier.]

"I brought my typewriter, you know, old fashion way is what I like and I like the sound it creates. See? I pressed the buttons and sounded like the chime of a clock. Well anyway, this was said to have been created in September of 1867 and made our life easier than by writing it on a quill. Well, doing this is just to keep on working on your condition, and also to ease the burden and the guilt in me. He'll kill me if he saw me you know. I'm afraid, but I'm not showing it to you. So, thank you for being here."

"You see, the world outside of this illusion is just a utopia filled with death and a stream of mucus in the hole in a star-like tower that he made for all of you, but then, it turned to waste since he was betrayed by many because of his ingenious idea and his power that manipulates life with his magic."

"My purpose was supposed to end already, yet this guilt hunts me still even in my dreams. The chime of clocks continued to ring in my head, remembering everything that I'd done. I'll feel that something was wringing my neck in my sleep with a wire. I couldn't sleep you know."

"You're trapped here, but you're not entirely alone as I'll always come back to do my work for you and in our world. It's really quite ironic since I didn't expect you to actually appear in this place. I didn't even expect that you, as a real human body would be able to succeed in entering a place that is only for thoughts. Heck, I was flabbergasted, but then again, I'm still happy that you're here.

[I uttered something, but a force is blocking out the sounds I created. It only released a warm air that fogged the thing that was sealing me..]

"Wow, you can even move, but not entirely for now. You're still in the middle of assimiliation where your body will adjust as the story progresses since this is based on the concept of my creator's story. If you're wondering what kind of thing was sealing you. It's a thick large block of ice that is perfectly made into a rectangle that's why your warm breath would be able to unseal you since this is made by magic and thoughts wouldn't be able to touch something that is physically real.

[Then suddenly, my body began to glitch out of the world appearing in two different places. One in which I was trapped on another rectangle box, but I couldn't see my body and one is in this place.]

"Oh, your body is glitching. I guess your body will have to just get used to it. Well anyway, I'll continue to talk to you. Do you know, I have this feeling that something bad will happen in our world. I have looked for many scenarios from different histories of our world and I found out that you have all lived for so long that the monster had taken an interest in your immortality."

"They have studied the aurora that came out of you that time where you were able to create a new world only in that aurora. It was now called aurora borealis because of its magnificent lining of the mountains where your power activated. You died, you know that. I don't know what's the cause of it, but my creator is doing something for the four of you and one of them is your brother whom my creator is deeply fond of.

[My brother? There's such a thing as a brother? I wonder who it was. Even though I don't know who it was, I am feeling quite sad to hear the word 'brother.']

"Oh. I guess you missed your brother and you've begun to cry even though it was not supposed to be possible. You really are quite a peculiar person. You all desire something, and yet that something is running away from you all and kept itself hidden for a long time even though my creator did everything for a long time."

"I do hope you all get back together and stop him. That madman who created an art that would kill everyone if he finished synthesizing the power of my creator. Oh, that's right, I'll let you on in a secret. I was not supposed to say this, but, that madman's power is quite strong. What was it called again, 'Emperor's Divinity.' That's what I heard when I was still working for them, but now, I'm just a person who is hiding from them to not become someone whose will was taken."

"So yeah, you'll be in my care for a long time until they find you. If you're wondering why I don't just bring you to him, there is a reason why I won't do that. The first reason is that your body would die in the real world since your body is currently here, meaning that if I forced your body that I'm seeing right now in the real world, then there would be another explosion of your powers."

"You really have a quite peculiar power that was still activated even though you were already dead for a long time. That's why if I forced your body right now to appear in the real world, then I don't know anymore how you'll bend the laws of physics and the magic world."

[I can now finally see him. The person that was talking to me. But suddenly, my head began to hurt, it felt like something was pricking the inside of my brain.]

"Oh... Your body is becoming transparent. I guess you really do need to adjust for a long time until you are able to fully manifest yourself here. Anyway, I'll wait for you here. In the clouds. As I wait for you to come back until I finish my work for you and for him."

[I'm losing my consciousness.]

"Goodbye for now. I hope you can manifest your body here. Thank you for your time."

</> An anomaly left. </>

"Haah... My creator. She's here. I wish I could say that to you, but since you've prevented me from seeing you I guess I should just wait for you until I fulfill the promises that I made to you when I left."