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The Land Of Dreams
Welcome to my collection of short stories inspired by my dreams!
These are all dreams I had, not even joking.

Feel free to post here with ur thoughts!


#1 The Tale of Time

There is this multiverse, run by several god who have gathered and live in one realm, like a capital of the multiverse. There are infinite realms, kinda like cities. They are inhabited by creatures, and some are inteligent. Many of the intellegent creatures are divine, meaning they have some abilities but are not gods. Gods can travel freely throughout the realms, but Divines need a special object, a transporter, to. One object can only transport one Divine at a time.

Anyway, this one Divine got stuck in an eath-paralell, a realm with gorgeous forests and meadows and rolling hills. Its transporter gets destroyed somehow, and it is stranded there. It doesnt really mind, because it has enough power to create a comfortable little house out of a giant log; and so proceeds to live there for a few billion years.
One day, a god passes through this realm, and finds this stranded Divine.

This god is from the Divine's home realm, reawakening a desire in the Divine to return home. The god is not a very powerfull god, and so he cannot make a transporter or transport this Divine himself. However, he does have the gift of prophecy, and can see into the future. He shows the Divine a moment, unkown how far in the future, of a human young girl in this realm holding some sort of powerful contraption with many divine and blessed objects, one of them being a transporter. He cannot see much of the picture, but he can see the human girl comming out of an earth-like cottage holding one end of a divine blessed object, and something in the cottage holding the other. The divine plans to steal the object and get back to its home realm. It spends decades perfecting the realm to make it just like the vision, when finally, a human girl apears in the realm.

The human girl is only like 3 years old, and is not super intellegent, so she does not know where the transporter she used to get there is. The Divine decided that it should keep her alive, so she can help it find the blessed contraption eventually. Time seems to move slower, as the girl was mortal and the Divine was not, and it had no way of measuring time otherwise. They eventually find the blessed contraption and figure out that it also has a binder, something that can connect two souls for eternity.

Anyway, the divine being has grown to love the little girl, as raising her has given it a purpose for existance. It does not have the heart to leave her to die in this dimension.

Somehow, the Divine gets all these memories of her aging and dying; as if it had already lived through this and was somehow sent back to this moment in time; the moment that the god had shown it millions of years earlier.

In this moment, the girl is leaving the cottage to go outide, holding an end of the contraption. The divine is holding the other end. They are both coincidentally holding halves of the Binder. The divine knows that in this moment, it could bind their souls for eternity; making her immortal, just like the divine itself. They could be together; as "father" and daughter.

And in this moment he realises, he could never take that from her; because mortality makes everything more beautiful. Because if you love something, set it free.

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yet another goofy dream


#2 The Land of the Chosen


"Three days." Full of pride, The Guide gazes into your eyes. "Three days until the Forsaken are gone from this world."

The moon is high in the sky. In three days, it'll be blue. That's when it'll be time.

The Forsaken are, from what you've been told, against the Reformation. Against saving the world. Evil. You must Reform the world and erase them, Chosen.

As The Chosen, you have the power to change the past. To fix the roots of great problems. To Reform; that's what this power is called. From what you've heard from The Guides, previous Chosens have saved from extinction; famine; chaos; revolution. The Chosens determine the future...or lack of, therefore.

Faens(humans + magic) are a weak race. The Chosen must protect them by erasing their problems before they start. The Forsaken are a problem.

Unfortunately...to change the past, you reset. Erase the world. Kill everyone so that their ancestors had a better chance. It's confusing, really. You must save the world...by breaking it. By erasing everything and rewriting the story. Whenever a great problem takes root, A Reform(done by a Chosen), can erase it and everything that happened after. Restart. No one is sure what happens to a Chosen after that.

Finally, the night has come. To kill everyone; to rip their chapters out of the book and add your own. Because that is what will save us, The Guides had said countless times.

You enter the tomb, and focus your energy on The Forsaken. This will start your Reform. Blue mist fills the tomb. A Chosen's doing. But... you don't feel anything. It doesn't feel like you're controlling it.

"Will you do it?" a voice rings through the tomb, as some mist condenses into a humanoid figure at the center. "Kill everyone to erase the Forsaken? Be a tool of the Guides? You don't have to. We have all been here before. Is this right? To erase the book and start over"

This was never right. Bending the world to the Guides' will. But was there a way to escape it? Escape fate?
As if reading your mind, the voice calls, "No one has told you what you can do, Chosen. Come with us."

Blinding light covers your eyes, and you soon see rolling hills and trees, and soon other beings.

"Welcome," the voice beside you rings. "Welcome to The Land of the Chosen. Or as you know it, The Land of the Forsaken."

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