"Haaa!"
"Haaa!"
"Shit! Shit!"
Violet ran like there was no tomorrow. Panick in his eyes he sprinted through the field down a vast slope, but it was not enough. The beast chasing him was only 2cm away from him, it repeatedly snapped its jaws as violet barely dodged them all by a hair's breadth.
Violet brainstormed many ideas on how to get out of this life threatening position until something clicked.
That's right. This is a dream I can just fly!!
Violet concentrated as he sprinted down the slope. As soon as he was about to be devoured whole, he yelled at the top of his voice.
"FLYYYYY!!!!!"
He immediately leaped up from the ground and plunged upwards into the air. The beast down below obviously tried to reach out to him but failed.
Violet chuckled. A faint smile of relief in his face which didn't last for a second of course. In an instant a giant bird, more like a monster, plunged him into the distant forest with a THUD! And a loud BOOM! Followed right after it. Dust that spread out from the area of impact sent the trees and grasses leaning backwards before staggering for a few seconds and retaining their positions again. At the centre of a krater, violet laid there.
His body covered in bruises and dirt. Clothes torn apart and blood dripping from his nose, violet coughed.
"What the fuck was that?" he groaned struggling to get up.
The scene of the impact played in his mind again.
If I hadn't softened the ground at the last moment, I could have died!
The advantages of a lucid dream is the ability to totally control it.
Violet continued.
If I wasn't experienced in lucid dreaming from my past life experiences– since lucid dreaming was my hobby, I would have died.
He paused and off the dirt from his body and turn clothes.
Though I don't know what will happen if I die anyway.
Standing up, he concentrated. Immediately, his bruises automatically started closing.
"Speaking of control"
violet started up into the Sky at the shadow of the flying creature that struck him into the ground from above, he sighed.
"Why can't I get to control these monsters?"
After what felt like an eternity of brainstorming, violets brain gave into the bottomless questions and confusion.
"Hey! Kid! This way!" an old voice from behind him whispered.
Violet turned around and saw an old man with short silver bared,a moustache and piercing Gray eyes with his silver hair leaking from beneath his black bucket hat. Wearing a pair of long black leather boots, a brown pair of jeans and brown vest that he wore atop his sleeved white shirt.
holding a lamp in his right hand.
"Me?" violet asked pointing his finger at his chest.
"Yes you! Come this way". The old man replied waving his left hand.
Violet stared at him and then asked plainly.
"Why should I? I don't even know you."
"Are you gonna stay here and let these monsters devour you?" the old man riturted.
Violet stood still with a stubborn expression and was about to make a decision until the loud roar of the freaky long necked creature could be heared from not so far away. It was obvious it heared the loud impact from earlier and was heading towards them.
Shit! Seems I don't have a choice. I'll just tag along for now.
"Ah.. okay" he said as he jugged towards the old man.
"The names JOE" the old man said lifting up violet to his right shoulder.
Joe huh. Nice name.
Since this is a lucid dream I don't think it's necessary to reveal my name. Maybe my past life's name would be better.
"Brad. Its the short form for Bradley."
"Pardon?" the old man asked.
"I mean it's my name. My name is Bradley but you can call me Brad." violet clarified with a faint smile.
"haha.." how let out a sloppy chuckle that sounded like that of a drunkard.
"cute name! It suits that pretty face of yours really well".
Yeah yeah whatever.. Violet rolled his eyes ignoring the flattery– obviously reacting to an old geezer's flattery was only cringe.
That aside, this old man is quite huge. Violet darted his eyes around the old man's body.
And indeed he was right. Joe was quite body built.
"Say.. little one, what where you doing out here in the wild?"
"What about your parents?"
The old man asked and violet whole heartedly lied.
"I'm an orphan. And a monster destroyed my tree house"
"haha" Joe chuckled.
"You've got quite the tenacity to have held out this long."
"Come!"
He continued.
"I'll take you to my place"
The two of them walked through the forest for a while before stumbling upon a dead end.
"It's just a rock." Violet said in disappointment.
"Just watch and see" Joe said as he reached out his left hand. A brown glowing aura emitted from his palms as well as the massive rock in front of them.
So many bullshit has been happening one after another to the point it actually skipped my mind that magic was possible in a fantasy world. Violet thought in bewilderment.
That rare sudden excitement in violet's eyes was instantly shattered to pieces as he came to a realisation that he was in a lucid dream and that anything could happen.
Well it's probably possible in the outside world but it'll be more exciting to see the people of this fantasy world do it.
Haaah... I suppose I should head back. I shouldn't spend so much time in lucid dreaming. Or else I'm gonna get less sleep and develop insomnia. Sorry old man, would have loved to see your magic.
Violet said as he closed his eyes and peacefully drifted into slumber....or so he thought until he was woken up by a thunderous yell.
"AGAIIIIIIIN!!"
"HONOUR!!! To 37!!!!!" a cacophony of bass male voice yelled as if they where starting a war and the foolish commander kept on adding fuel to the fire. Yelling.
"AGAIN!!"
"HONOUR!! TO 37!!!"
What the fuck is going on? Why I'm I outside? violet tried to move around.
Unfortunately, he was tied up. He glanced around and saw the orphanage children and the sisters in the same position as him. The yelling of the men continued so loud to the point it actually caught his attention.
He lifted up his head and looked forward, his eyes widened and staggered in shock and confusion.
Tall men all dressed in red aesthetic robs that had a golden emblem '37' ingraved at the back of the rob with hoods covering their upper face, stood in formations like an army. And a large pathway was made leading to an alter with four pillars carrying fire pans at all four corners–which definitely wasn't there at first. A man dressed in the same robs stood there holding a staff with a crescent moon emblem at its top and an engraving of the number 37 on it. Only difference was that he was the bastard yelling AGAIN! AGAIN!! at the top of his voice while the others responded with HONOUR TO 37! .
Worst of all it was already night by the time violet woke up.
"ON THIS VERY NIGHT!!" The man on the alter said lifting up his staff.
"WE OFFER UP THIS ORPHANAGE AND ITS INHABITANTS AS A LIVING SACRIFIIIIIIICE!!!"
Violet didn't understand the fuck of what he meant. But one thing was for sure, It made the rest of his minions to shout even louder.
"HONOUR TO THE ABSOLUTE GODDESS OF NUMBERS!"
"3! 7!"
They yelled the number at the top of their voices in unison. So loud it pierced the night.
Someone tell me.
Violet gulped
What the fuck is going on?!!