What do you call tomorrow? The same day has been repeated for almost 2 weeks. Society kills our dreams everyday but it doesn't mean i enjoy shooting at their heads!

I always wanted to meet my real parents and I met my mother, she is also my mother's missing sister. After school was over we went on our daily missions.
"Hey Liz, where were you in the morning?"
Liz was with Ana but when I was with my mother, only Ana was there so Liz doesn't know anything yet.
"I am in charge of our school trip--training camp next week" said Liz
"Is that so?"
Should I tell Liz about my mother? As I was thinking that Ana whispered to me,
"Hey Luka, you should tell Liz about--"
"I know"
"Do you want me to tell her?"
"No"
"Huh?"
"It's not like I don't want to but you know, she doesn't have a mother and I think she doesn't get along with her father"
Liz has stayed over at Ana's place many times, but she never told her parents about it and whenever we ask her about her father she dodges the topic.
"Yeah you are right"
"What are you two whispering about?" Liz asked us in a low voice, imitating us.
"Whoa Liz"
"What were you two talking about?"
"Nothing serious" said Ana
"Ah, don't tell me you were talking about something lewd now that you are going out"
"We weren't!"
"If you two decide to do something, count me in"
"We just said we weren't talking about that"
"Okay"
We are on our way back home,
"Hey Ana" said Liz
"Yes?"
"Can I stay at your place for a few days?"
"Sure"
Now I am sure something is wrong.
We went home, I took a bath, and I am eating dinner. I am very happy today, I met my real mother and I--
"Why do you look so happy Luka?" My old man asked.
"I am not happy or anything" 
"Hey Luka" Lily who was sitting beside me whispered to me
"What?"
"Did you kiss Ana?"
What the hell is she asking!
"I didn't"
"Then why are you so happy?"
She thinks I am happy because I might have kissed Ana?
"I am not--ah, there is training camp next week, so I am excited about that"
"I see"
I was lying on my bed, thinking of what happened today, I am very happy, I can't wait to meet mama tomorrow.
The window is open so I can feel the cold breeze, as I was enjoying the cold breeze, I felt like my body...no, rather than my body it felt like my soul was being dragged somewhere. I opened my eyes to see everything around me was black.
Another dream? I feel like I have been here before.
"That's right. I remember. I was chasing a light but there is no light...here"
I saw a bright light, last time I was chasing it but this time it's coming at me.
"Hello there"
The light was so bright that my eyes...wait the light just spoke?
I slowly opened my eyes to see a girl in white, she has white long hair, she is shining like a moon.
"Hello there"
"...."
"Hello there"
She is really speaking!
"...."
"You can't understand me? I said Hell-llo"
Stop with the gesture!
"Umm...what is going on?"
"You can hear me?"
"Is this a dream?"
"You can say that"
"What?"
"I am inside your body"
"Inside my body?"
"Do you remember some weeks ago you felt like something went inside your body?"
"Ye...ah?"
"That was me"
"So you are impurity?"
"Impurity is the wrong word but you can say I am pure impurity"
What the hell is pure impurity? 
"How are you inside my body? And what do you want?"
"What do I want? I don't want anything"
"Why are you in my body?"
"Because I wanted to?"
Why are you asking me? And didn't you just say that you don't want anything?
"Okay, let's start again. First, who are you?"
"I am a spirit"
"Spirit? So you are dead?"
"No, I don't have a body"
 I am more confused now!
"What is your name?"
"Name? What is name?"
Someone please wake me up!
"Name means...my name is Luka. People call me Luka. What about you? What do people call you?"
"I don't have a name"
"You don't remember it?"
"No, I never had a name"
"Okay. What do you want from me?"
"I don't want anything"
"So why are you inside my body?"
"I just felt like I should go inside you"
We are back to start!
"Do you want to possess or control my body?"
"How do I do that?"
Don't ask me!
Wait, she is inside my body that means that voice...
"Did you help me remember my mother?" 
"...."
She is silent.
"Hello, can you hear me?"
"When I entered your body I read your memories"
My memories?!
"You always wanted to meet your mother and I found one memory which was of your mother. I just helped you remember it"
My memories? She can do something like that?
"Have you read all of my memories?"
"I did"
That moment I remembered all the embarrassing moments of my life but it's too late for that now.
She can read my memories so could it be that she also...
"Can you read my dreams too?"
For the past few months I have had strange dreams. When I wake up I don't remember the dreams but I can remember whether it was a sad dream or a happy dream. I can't remember the dreams, all that's left is the feeling that I can't describe.
"The dreams are also stored in memories but people always forget them"
"Did you read my dreams too?"
"I...did"
"Can you tell me what type of dreams they are?"
"I can't. They are too cruel and painful" 
But...
"They are only dreams, right?"
"I don't know"
"The person in my dreams me?"
"I don't know" 
"....."
What's going on? I was born, I have a mother, I grew up with Ana, so what are those dreams?
"But there is something strange"
"Huh?"
"You are 17 years old, right?"
"That's right. Why did you ask?"      
"Um...it's hard to explain. Oh, can I pluck your hair?"
"Huh? Sure, but why?"     
She plucked one of my hair.
"You are 17 years old. You have 17 years of memory"
"Yeah so?"
"This. If your hair is 17 years of your memory since you were born then...."
She plucked one of her hair. 
"What are you trying--"
"Then my hair is the memory of your dreams"
"What?"
"My hair is a memory of your dreams"
"I heard that but what do you mean?"
"In other words if your hair--"
"Wait, you don't mean that if my hair is 17 years of my life then..."
"That's right, the dreams you are having are thousands of years old"
"How is that possible?"
"Not only that, the dreams are more than thousands of years long"
"How is something  like that possible?"
"I don't know"
"Is the person in my dream immortal or what?"
"I don't know"
"You should know. You read my dreams, right?"
"I did but not everything is..."
"You mean there is more?"
"....."
"You mean I will get more of these dreams? Even though I don't remember them? Why?" 
"Please don't yell at me. I am just inside your body for sometime. I will leave your body soon"
"Ah...I am sorry I didn't mean to yell at you. I wasn't yelling at you"
"....."
"You can stay in my body as long as you want"
"I.....so...ha...to...so...thi...abou...ast"
"What did you say?" 
"Luka. Luka. Wake up. You will be late"
I opened my eyes. My head hurts. Did I have a dream again?
"Hey what's wrong? Why are you out of breath? "
Wait..I remember. I remember this dream.
"I met a girl in a dream"
"Luka"
"Lily. What's wrong? Why do you look so--"
"Even though you are going out with 2 girls, you are dreaming of some other girl?" 
"Wait, no. I mean I did meet a girl but she was real"
"You have guts to admit that"
"No, believe me. It was a dream but she was real"
"I will call Ana"
"Wait don't. Please! I will do anything"
"Anything?"
Oh, crap!
"Nothing lewd" 
"Okay so, kiss me"
"I just said nothing lewd"
"Kissing is not lewd"
"It is" 
"But you said you will do anything"
"I also said nothing lewd"
"I will call Ana after all"
"Wait, I will, I will kiss you"
 "Really?"
"Yeah, close your eyes"
"Okay"
She leaned forward and closed her eyes. I grabbed her face and kissed her...on the forehead. 
"Happy?"
"Kiss me on the lips"
"You never said anything about lips"
"Why you--"
"You think you are smart? Your brother is smarter than you"

Lillian shivered a bit listening to the boy's words. "What!? What do you mean!!?" She frowned looking at the boy. Several thoughts were now circulating in her head, at a single time. Is he having dreams too? But why will he have those dreams? He is not even in contact with the bracelet and the sword is yet not found. 
"I do not even know, what I mean. All I know is that I have to protect Rosy and Rhehan. That is why I am here to fulfill my duty!" James sighed and sat on the couch, looking helplessly at his mother.
"What else do you know?" Lillian looked at the boy in surprise. 
"Huh? You don't look so surprised to me mom! Do you already know about it?" James asked feeling perplexed. 
"Yes! What I want to know is that why do you have this feeling that something bad is going to happen!?" Lillian asked in a worried tone. 
"It is because of those dreams. From past one week, I had been reminded of my duty towards my sister. I was told to be her brother in this life by Khufu, who was my brother in the previous life, who is now Rhehan." James blurted rapidly and covered his face in embarrasement. "I know mom, you will think I am going crazy. I totelly get it. But it is all true. Not just me but all of us have reincarnated, I know this for sure!" James looked at his mom in hesitation. 
"How are you so sure that all these dreams are true?!" Lillian asked in surprise.
"It is because, I used to see a metallic bracelet, being made in fire, with some ashes, derived... derived from...Ro....Enchantress. I used to visualise that dream everyday, so that I could recollect its design anytime I want. Later, I spotted that bracelet in Rhehan's wrist. Though he was wearing a coat, and I only saw only half of it for a few seconds, but I miraculously spotted it and could immediately recognise it. It was then that I realised that my dreams do hold a meaning and I had to go back home immediately. I completed my shoots as soon as possible and took a fifteen days of leave!" James got up from the couch and started walking in the living room restlessly. 
Lillian sighed looking at James, feeling remorseful. She had several thoughts going around in her head. Is this some sort of warning to us? Is the bracelet trying to bring us together and form one team? Does this mean that something big is going to happen very soon. "James!!" Lillian looked at James in anticipation, as if going to confess something very big. "What ever dreams, you are seeing are indeed true. We all are reincarnated, to fight against Horus and his right hand man, Augus! He killed your sister in her previous life and also... also... he had killed me, to attain our ashes." Lillian pursed her lips, looking at James' surprised face. 
"You... You know all this already!!? Then why did you not tell me mom!?" James looked at his mother in surprise. 
"I did not expect it to start so soon. We don't even have the sword. How are you already getting these dreams, I fail to understand. From past two days, Lee has been travelling in search of the sword!!" Lillian covered her face in despair. 
"You mean brother's sword. Which we placed besides him, in his coffin!?" James gulped in fear, listening to his mother's words. Everything that he had ever dreamt of in past one week, was being spoken by his mother. 
"Y... Yes!" Lillian looked at James in nervouseness as he talked about Rhehan in a brotherly way. "You seem to have quite an impact of that dream already!" 
"Yes! I am determined. I know, I am the prime protector of my sister and you!" James looked with determination in his eyes.
"Then as a prime protector, I must tell you, why you were assigned to protect specially us. We both were the only enchantress, in the entire universe. The qualities of an enchantress are not related to our skin, but to our soul. With our deaths, our ashes were used, but then it does not kill away our qualities!" Lillian looked at James, at the verge of tears.
"What do you mean mother!?" James looked at Lillian in surprise, as if already having a hint of what was she going to say next.
"I mean... we both are still the enchantresses, our ashes, still play the same role that they played earlier. Using our ashes, another sword can be created which can fight Khufu's sword." Lillian sighed, placing her hands on her face.
"What!!?? Are you sure!!?? Who said that to you!!" James looked at the lady in horror.
"The old master, who is now our guide and teacher. He told this to us a few days back. He wanted to be sure, so he took a few strands of my hair and tried to create the same material, and this was formed." Lillian took out a thin metallic ring, made from her hair. "I wanted you to wear this and had been thinking of excuses to make you wear it. But since you already know, its importance then it is even better!" 
James looked at the ring in surprise, holding it between his fingers. "But... But I thought, that it is just the ashes from... from the bones!" 
"Yes! We thought so too. But old monk, was still in doubt, as the ashes could also be created from hair and skin, so he wanted to try it!" Lillian spoke in a sad tone. 
"Gosh! This implies to Rosy too! I hope Augus and Horus do not know about it!" James spoke up, when suddenly somebody rang the door bell again. 
"I wonder who it must be, so early in the morning!" Lillian whispered and frowned looking at the door. 
"Oh! It must be Kareem. I had called him home to share everything with him!" James heaved a sigh of relief, wearing the ring in his right hand, walking towards the door happily. 


Rhehan expected her to fall for his wicked smile. The moment he tried to touch her uncovered thigh , he was thrusted with a tight slap on his right cheek.

The beautiful woman sitting in his front cursed him and stormed out of the cafe.
The nymphomaniac within him took a break again and he could not even sleep.

He had to take revenge for the slap.
How dare she hit him like that? Doesn't she know who he is? How can a girl possibly be not affected by his looks and wealth? 
.....
The next day he entered the same cafe and ordered everyone to move out. Nobody had the courage to refuse him. As soon as the girl was also about to leave, he held her waist and pushed her closer to his already lusty body.
It was just the two of them in the cafe.

" Not you my dear," he said holding her waist and feeling her curves on his hardness.
.....
What will prevail Love or Lust? For a nymphomaniac man like Rhehan is it possible to love anybody in his life?

Get ready to experience a rollar-coaster ride of Love, romance, mystery, magic and action.?


P.S.

Since many people are confused about me using the term Nymphomaniac for a male, I would like to clarify that there is a reason I have done that! 

Volume 1 (Finished)
Volume 2 (beginning)
Volume 2(The CEO's addiction)


You will get to know about it in later chapters! ?

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World of dreams

 "Hey ... Xiaobao ..."
 ' who is that?'
 "You can hear me right ... Ling Xiao Bao ..."
 'Who are you?'
 "I can help you"
 'Help me?  How?'
 "Open your eyes and call my name"
 'your name?  What is your name?'
 "Call my name, Ling Xiao Bao"
 'Name ... name .... what is your name ....'
 ......….
 ......….
 'I don't know your name'
 "You know, focus your mind and call my name."
 .........…
 A word crosses her mind 'Ερμής '
 "call my name and open your eyes"
 'HERMES!' Xiaobao said while opening her eyes which felt very heavy.
 The dazzling rays made xiaobao wince his forehead and blink her eyes several times until she got used to the light that illuminated the place.
 She looked around the place, There is only her alone surrounded by beautiful green trees.
 The beauty of the place makes Xiaobao hold her breath and mutter unconsciously 
 "beautiful.  This place is really beautiful, " she looked around and saw the direction of the light at the right from where she stood.  Unconsciously she walked towards the light.  At the end of the road she treads there is a large lake surrounded by beautiful, colorful flowers.  Xiaobao then looked into the lake and the shadow that appeared on the clear surface of the lake water surprised her
 "This ..." she touched her hand to the surface of the water and the water rippled her reflection.
 "Isn't this the face of the little girl who appeared in my dreams last night" she touched her face
 "impossible.  How come? " she muttered. Still feeling lost she then heard a voice coming from behind. 
 "That is your form in this world" Xiaobao immediately turned towards the voice and saw a handsome young man walking toward her. 
 "What do you mean?" Xiaobao did not understand 
"me?  No, you must be mistaken. " she continued
 "Hahahaha .. calm down miss, this is just your form here.  Symbolizes your persona. "The young man answered.
 "My persona?  What do you mean by my persona? where is this?  And who are you? " Xiaobao asked rapidly, she didn't feel anything bad from the young man.  There was no feeling like a stranger or fear. There was only a warm feeling like she knew the young man before.
 "Don't you just call my name?" The young man asked in a tone that contained laughter.
 "Hermes?"
 "Hahahaha ... right.  I hermes your protector and also a god " answered the young man who claimed the be god with laughter that was so charming. 
 "god?  Do you think you are an ancient Greek god, hermes? " Annoyed at the laughter of the man. Xiaobao, responded with a curt tone.
 "Indeed" the young man answered with laughter adorning his handsome face
 'Hhmmm ... indeed you are very handsome.  Golden blond hair, eyes with shades of blue and green as beautiful as lake water, her body shape is also good 'xiaobao muttered softly while assessing the young man in front of her.
 "Then what is it that you brought me here and isn't this little girl, was the girl I saw last night in ..." Xiaobao paused for a moment and remembered her dream last night.
 "Am I dreaming now" she murmured softly.
 'But what does it mean if this girl is my person?'
 'the little girl who told me yesterday that yingying was in danger '
 'Girl whose age is maybe only around 5-6 years old...  My persona? '
 various kinds of things raged in her mind.  Until someone's laughter awakens her.
 "Hahahahahaha ..."
 "Why are you laughing?" Xiaobao asked curtly.
 "Why don't you just ask me directly instead be busy in your own mind.  And the reason I'm laughing is because your behavior is sooooo adorable "Hermes said with a broad smile that adorned his face, he stretched out his hand pinching the cheek of Xiaobao exasperatedly.
 "Let go.  I am not a child, " muttered Xiaobao while trying to let go of Hermes's hand
 "Unfortunately, I only saw a cute... Cute little girl" Hermes remained indifferent and continued to play with her round and flushed cheeks like the peach.
 "Aahhh ... stop it ..." Xiaobao struggled and tried to let go of Hermes's hands, which now increasingly from playing with her cheeks to squeezing her nose.
 'This is too much' she thought
 Xiaobao face turned redder and her eyes filled with big droplet. Seeing this, Hermes stopped and persuaded Xiaobao who was almost in tears holding back her shame and resentment.
 "Ok..ok..I will stop, so don't cry ok?  I will answer anything you want to ask. "Hermes said
 "I ... Not cry... Ing" Xiaobao move
 "You saw it wrong".
 "Ok.  I saw it wrong.  So what do you want to ask? "Hermes agreed with Xiaobao's words and tried to change the topic.
 Xiaobao was silent before finally asking
 "Where is this?"
 "Demos Oneiroi." Hermes answered simply
 "Demos oneiroi? What's that?"
 "Land of Dreams"
 "Land of dreams.  Why am I here and with this body? "
 "I brought you here because you're one of the chosen people.  And that body is your persona here.  And the reason why you have the body of a child has an attachment to your soul " Hermes answered while looking at Xiaobao
 "Well, you will know later. Why your persona is look like that is certainly a reflection of your soul "he continued
 "Then what do you mean by chosen?" Xiaobao looked at Hermes waiting for an answer.
 ....
 ....
 "Do you know Oneiroi?" Hermes asked and this time a look of sadness could be seen on his handsome face.
 "Don't know" Xiaobao clasped his head.
 "Aahh ... What about Morpheus, do you know?"
 "Morpheus.  Ancient Greek mythological gods.  The god of dreams, right? " Answered Xiaobao, little did she know because she didn't like to learn history of the ancient Greek gods
 "That's right, but only half.  Morpheus is the god in charge of managing dreams.  But Morpheus is not the only one, Όνειροι or Oneiroi are the dream gods.  Morpheus who was an expert turned into a human form, Ikelos who was an expert turned into animals and monsters, and Fantasos who was an expert turned into inanimate objects or landscapes.  The three of them are the major Dream Gods.  Hermes stopped and looked at Xiaobao deeply and continued
 "I can't explain in more detail for now, but one that you should know. That at this time Oneiroi has lost control. And only chosen people like you can help."
 "Why did Oneiroi lose control?" Xiaobao again asked
 "I can't tell you now, the time isn't right yet.  Right now all I can do is tell you that the destruction of the world will not only happen in your world if this continues. "
 "What should I do?" Xiaobao then changed her question
 "Gather  other 7 chosen people.  And I will tell you what you need to do. "Hermes answered firmly
 "How to?"
 "Just like you, the chosen has a persona in the Land of dream and accompanying by god.  And you will meet sooner or later.  I believe you can find them" Hermes smiled.
 "Alright, I'll give it a try.  Oh yeah ... do you know how to wake up yingying and other sleeping peoples? " she asked
 "Only Oneiroi knows how to undo it" Hermes answered and a sad smile returned to his face.
 Xiaobao knows what to do, but she still has a doubt. 
 "Hermes, you said that every  chosen has a persona, but how do I know that it is a persona?" Xiaobao knew she needed this information and she kept asking questions until Hermes finally said that she had to wake up to avoid being trapped in the dream world.
 "It's time for you to wake up, lest you get stuck here like me." Hermes smiled and the blinding light returned to make Xiaobao close her eyes.
 ............….

When dreams can be applied to the real world.  Can you still distinguish between dreams and reality?

 In 2035, the world was hit by a big problem, more and more people fell asleep and did not wake up anymore.  It all starts from an website

 8 different individuals, united with one common goal.  Save their love one and the world from destruction.


Author note.
Story still in writing progress. So the update will take awhile
Please pardon me For the wrong grammar.

Hope you love the story. ♥️♥️♥️

I rush pass the Ataraxia and fumble my way through the build to the outside. Standing outside in the light of the setting sun everything was average. Nothing was out of the ordinary, the building I was in, was a mansion. Everything around the house seem to be of a high quality and well taken care of. It was nice, It was pretty, It was normal. Nothing in the surrounding that would give a dead give away to be in another world, except the dome. The dome was odd but did not seem to be  fantastical or magical in anyway,just a regular dome. "Maybe not, it just not enough to declare it to be a different world, I may just be delusional". I continued to walk to observe my surroundings, taking notice of the well kept gardens and clean outside furniture. Further along the path there a giant crystal floating the of the walkway, like where a statue would be. The crystal appeared to be the size of an adult human. Also the crystal was almost transparent and was almost unseeable if didn't refract light from the sun. it appears to be- "Please Wait!!". A voice of girl screaming at to stop. After Run to me and somewhat at out of breathe ask me a question "Why did you run away!?" in a slightly irritated voice. "Well I surprised from my surroundings and had to investigate". "Did you really have to do that now?" she asked ."It a habit of mind to observe my surroundings, if I don't I get restless". Not wanting to go any further in that discussion, I change the subject"Anyways, what is this". "The mana stone?" she confusedly asked. I responded with a simple "yes". "It give mana to my tools"." tools?" I bluntly asked. She response confused by the question "what do you mean?"."yeah, i guess it was a stupid question". She suddenly make horrified face and then screams out "YOU CAN'T SAY THE WORD!!!" She begins to make pouting face and her arms by her side while make a fist in each hand. Surprised I let out the most appropriate response "wha-". She continued to stare a me with eyes that attack me with the force ten thousand suns. I fell back from the shear pressure it pushes on to me. Scared for my life, I whimper, "what do you mean?"."the 's' word is what i mean!!" she states as she continues to attack me with her stare. "Wait, what that all?" seeing my clear confusion, she breaks her pout. 
" Anyways, you still haven't answered my question".
"oh that, yeah, I am not from the inside of the dome". 
"Really!?!"
"Y-yeah"
"What type of food you eat, have you seen fire magic  lightning magic, water magic, beast, light, dark, spatial, earth, air, mat-"
"Wait, clam down, what do you mean magic "
"You don't know what magic is"
She says quietly to herself but still load enough for me to hear."Note to self, people don't know what magic is outside of the dome "
She suddenly perks up "Wait, what do you mean 'what do you mean magic'"
She continues "My teacher said everyone outside of the dome uses magic in their everyday life"
"For you to question what magic is weird, as if you are not from this world" she accused while circling me like a shark would around it pery.
I respond "yeah i am not from this world, my world didn't have magic in it, well at least it wasn't called magic, but nothing like this crystal."
Her face changes from a stern to sadden "so you are not from the outside world" in a sad tone
"No" I responded bluntly 
"Oh, I see" she disappointedly says
"Can you tell me where are we" I nervously asked
"What do you mean, we are in a Dome?" She says as she stares at me with a confused expression
"No I know we are in a dome, what I meant what is this dome we are in"
She looks at me with a troubled expression "I don't really know what the dome is"
"What" I responded confusedly 
"Well, All I can remember is being inside of this dome, I can only thing i can see outside of the dome is sky, it a little depressing"
She looks down and the mood turns stiff.
To break the stiff mood, I ask "What are your dreams?"
After the question the stiffness begins again
I begin again "My Dreams lays beyond this dome"
"..." 
I continue while staring at the sky" To begin an adventure unlike anything I could experience in my world. To see and experience something. To live my life my way.
I turn to look at her to see  tears flowing down her face.
She begins to speaks in a quiet voice " My-y Dreams- are impossible"  
Then suddenly runs away from me towards a hill with a tree on the top.

We all had the fantasy of traveling to new world and experiencing magic and heroic quest. But this is impossible dream, a fantasy.
Until it happens to someone with that Impossible Dream.

The sun was so fucking hot. 

I was standing in line to take my drivers test with my mother, and we were some of the lucky ones who got to wait outside rather than in the nice air conditioning. 

"You had better pass this, because we're not coming here again." She says, patting at her hairline which is beginning to collect sweat. She's a small woman, even more so than me. I got curves from my dad's side of the family, so I'm not a complete twig like her. But somehow she's still kind of terrifying, and I admire her for that.

"We both know that's not true." I smirk at her, and she rolls her eyes, but she's smiling.

"I got this." I say, stretching my neck forward to see the front of the line.

It's been four days since my dream. 

    The day of the dream, I hadn't really done anything. I had fed my dog breakfast and then gone back to bed until three, until I had to get up and get ready for work at five. Work had been busy, a pleasant distraction from thinking about my dream. The next days I spent mostly trying to busy my mind. I cleaned the house and my room (a pleasant surprise for my mother) gave my dog a bath, sorted out some clothes to sell for extra cash, stuff like that. My mom thought I was on drugs and I think she was seriously considering buying an at home drug test.

I've obviously slept since then, and no dreams like that have happened again. I had a dream that I was a mermaid trapped in disney world, and I swear to god, I could see the boy from the field standing outside my tank, watching me with those blue eyes that captured the moon so perfectly. I mean I know he had said he was from my dreams but... I heard that you can't dream about someone you haven't seen before, so where did he come from originally? A magazine maybe? Instagram? Just a random attractive stranger that my mind weirdly clung onto? Is it possible that my mind captured a snapshot of some random guy, added a personality onto him, and has been putting him into my dreams for years? Because the more I think back, the more I think I can remember him from previous dreams. Never really acting like a main character. More like someone walking by, or a bird with suspiciously blue eyes flying over me. 

I was snapped out of my thoughts by my mother pushing me by my shoulder. "Let's go, Dee." She looks at me from the corner of her eye as we slowly shuffle forward. "What were you thinking about?" She asks.

I shake my head. "I just had a weird dream is all." I feel her fingers tighten around my shoulder, and I look at her. Her face looks pinched, like she's trying not to let me see some emotion. 

"What kind of dream?" She asks, avoiding looking at me.

"Well, the dream itself wasn't all that impressive…"I look at her face, wondering if I should tell her something so personal. "But when I woke up, It felt more like a memory rather than a dream."  She was quiet for several minutes, her eyes glued to the back of the woman ahead of us. "Mom…?" I ask after the silence begins making me sweat worse than the burning sun.

"Look, I need you to promise me a couple of things." My mom is suddenly pulling me closer to her, so that she can speak more directly to me without others overhearing, as though she was about to tell me the meaning of life or some other big secret. 

I nod, staring at her suddenly wrinkled and worried brown eyes. "First, I need you to know, dreams can be very real."
"What do you mean by that?" I ask, stepping closer to her. 

"All I mean is… dreams have meaning in them, Dee. You don't just dream stuff for no reason. A lot of people think dreams are like foreshadowing, visions, if you must. I myself am one of those people. I take every dream I have very seriously, and I suggest you do too. Do you understand what I'm saying?" She stares into my eyes, and tightens her grip on my shoulder as though that's going to make me understand better. 

"Yeah… got it. And the second thing?" She stares at me for a second longer, like she's considering saying one thing, but then decides on another, and then lets go of my shoulders. 

"I need you to promise me that you're going to go in there and pass this fucking thing, because I literally never want to come back to this place ever again."

And then she was pulling me back into line, straightening her crisp white shirt, and facing forward, acting as though she hadn't totally just sounded like she knew exactly what was going on in my life right now.



    That night I didn't get home until almost one. 

I worked a late shift, and since I could now drive myself home, I decided to stop at a burger joint and get me some late night dinner. And because I was avoiding my own damn dreams, I ate inside and took my time, ordering seven soda refills. Which may have pissed my cranky waitress off, but bought me a little time to continue thinking about my current situation. 

I had compiled a list of observations: 

One: this guy was obviously some miserable creation my own lonely mind created to compensate for the lack of male presence in my life. 

Two: my mother probably thought I was dreaming about becoming a doctor and wanted me to take that into consideration when choosing what I was going to college for, and that's why she acted like a crazy person when I mentioned dreams. 

And three: I couldn't avoid sleeping forever. While I had been sleeping okay the last few nights, I had a weird sense of dread tonight. Like my brain just knew, that tonight, I would be returning to the field.

The last observation was extremely prevalent as I laid down in my soft bed after taking the longest route home possible. My mom had already gone to sleep since she had to work in the morning, and my dog too was asleep at the foot of my bed. I slipped my cold feet under her warm belly.

I covered myself up with my soft, knitted, mustard yellow blanket. I listened to the sound of my noisy, and yet somehow soothing fish tank that sat on top of my overflowing bookshelf across the room.

The last thing I thought of before falling asleep, was how my fan felt like a cool night breeze.


"Are you okay?" An unfamiliar voice asks me. 
I sit straight up, breathing heavily. A woman jumps away from me, as though I'm the one was creeping on her while she was sleeping.  She's large, both height wise and weight wise. She looks like a fat version of cinderella before she got her glass shoes.  She has a lovely, cream colored face with flushed cheeks and bright blue eyes. 

I look around. I'm laying in a field, but it's not the field I wanted to be in. This one was dried up looking, dead and sad in appearance. I looked up, and was surprised to find the same bright white moon from before. The moon assured me that I was in fact in the right place. Or, at least in the general vicinity of the right place.

My eyes fall back on the woman. She's still staring at me, but she is visibly uncomfortable and obviously wants to leave. "Yeah I just… have you seen a guy? Really tall with a tattoo on the back of his neck." I stand up, dusting dirt off my sleeping shorts. 

"Well sure." She looks at me, continuing to back up little by little. "Everyone knows everyone here." I furrow my brow at her, becoming increasingly frustrated with her avoidance tactic.

"Well can you tell me where to find him?" I ask, raising my brows at her. "Please, it's really important." 

"He's probably home or in his field." She points to our right.

"Thank you." As soon as those words leave my lips she spins around and practically runs away, her feet making loud slapping noises against the sad dead ground.

I shake my head, and turn to my right, making my way through the treeline, pushing that very strange encounter to the back of my mind. The forest is pleasantly thick, but not so thick that I can't see far enough ahead of me. I can see a house to my left a few hundred feet ahead of me. I presume that's the boy's house, which means the field shouldn't be much farther ahead.

I walk quickly, feeling slightly pressed for time. Last time it was days before I could come back, what if it's longer this time? What if it's a week, or a month, or a year? I don't really know this boy too much, but for some reason the thought of not seeing him for a year makes my heart knot up. 

The tight feeling in my chest makes my bare feet move faster. I barely feel the sticks and rocks stabbing into my bare feet. I barely notice the gorgeous, huge trees covered in wet moss and flowers blooming around me. Or the deer scampering about like I was in a god damn fucking fairy tale.

All I can think about is how much my chest hurts.

I run by the house, which I can see now is man made. It's one story, with a roof that's sagging inwards. Its surrounded by thick overgrown bushes with flowers blooming from it, and the sides are home to a dark green moss. I can hear voices leaking from the cracks in the iffy wall, and can smell meat cooking and bread baking. My curiosity peaks, but I press on. I'll try the field first, and if he's not there, then the house.

A few more hundred feet, and I come to the field. 

It's just like I remember. Long, luscious grass, vividly colored flowers scattered in clumps. 

"Delilah?" I hear his voice, and my eyes search frantically for his face. 

When I find it, my heart melts. He looks so glad to see me, but I can see a layer of worry in his eyes. 

He was to the edge of the field, but now he jogs towards me. He stops abruptly in front of me, bringing along the smell of fresh bread and blood with him. 

"How did you get here?" He asks, cupping my cheeks. His hands are rough from years of manual labor, but I still lean into them. They're warm and comforting in this strange place.
"Well, a girl woke me up and I was laying in the middle of a different field. She kind of gave me directions to you but she was acting really sketchy-" 

"I didn't invite you here." He interrupts. I furrow my brow at him, shifting my weight to my other foot and grabbing his hands that still cupped my face with my own. 

"Do you not want to see me?" I ask, the inner corners of my eyes tingling. Was I about to be rejected in my own dream? 

"No, no. Of course I want to see you. But Delilah …" He pauses, looking around me towards the house. The forest seems quieter than before, more still. Even the wind is waiting to see what he's going to say next. " I can't explain this to you here. It's not safe… too many people may be listening." I furrow my brow at his words, looking around us. There was literally no one. 
What did he know that I didn't? 

"Please, I need to understand. Why do these dream seem so real? Who are you? Where did you come from?" I drop our hands down, taking a step away from him."I will explain everything. I promise, Delilah. But you need to find this field outside of your dreams." He says, backing away from me. I hear that dammed whistle coming from behind me, and he moves me out of the way.

"You mean to tell me this is a real place?" I ask, my voice going up an octave. 

"Yes." Is all he says. "Now I must go. Please, be careful about coming here. The next person who finds you sleeping may not be such a gracious host." And with that, he runs off, leaving me alone in the field with a million questions burning on my lips.


This time when I wake up I'm not so sad and lonely feeling. 
I'm confused and a little irritated. 
I sit up, trying to process what I just dreamt about. 

What the hell did he mean, "find this place outside your dreams?" 

Were my dreams more than dreams? Was this a real place and a real person I was visiting and talking to? 

    I sat there in my bed, my fan blowing freezing air on my flushed face, my dog still sleeping at my feet. It was barely even dawn, my mom had only left for work a few minutes ago, and yet I felt as though I was ready to run a mile.

    I was confused and curious about my dreams, so I got up and grabbed my laptop off of my desk. 

I typed "what do my dreams mean" into the search bar and got a million and a half results, all telling me I was either going to die or I wasn't getting enough Vitamin D. 

    I tried googling, "dreams," "vivid dreams," and about a hundred other keywords. In the end, I came out with a few theories. I reinstated my previous theory, that my mind had just weirdly latched onto a stranger. But on a more supernatural (and unrealistic) note, I could be psychically linked to someone. But I'd never met field boy in real life, so could I be connected to him? 

    And then I started thinking about my mother. 

    Why had she reacted so strongly when I told her about the dream? Scratch that, I hadn't even told her about the dream in detail. I had literally just said, "I had a weird dream." Did she know what was going in? Did she too have these dreams? In the end I realized I would have to ask her if I wanted to get any actual answers.

I wake up to an empty bed. 
I wish jimin was still here. 

I lay still on my bed. 
Memories of last night flash in my mind. 
I can still feel his touch. 
I can still feel the heat .
The way he held me together when I broke. 
It all feels real. 
I wish it was.  
But the real jimin is on the other side of the world .

Sigh. 
I wake up .
Fuck it's 8am!  
I quickly shower and get dressed. 

I stand in front of the mirror. 
I wear a white tee and black jeans. 
Lol I'm ugly. 

Suddenly I feel strong arms hugging me from behind. 
I obviously know who that is. 
She always does this. 

"Hey babe! You look sexxxxxyyyyy "
She literally squeals. 

That's my best friend. 
Aria. 
We've known each other since the first day of freshmen year.
And now we're sophomores. 
She picks me up everyday. 
We go to college together and come back together
And most of our classes are together. 
So we see each other all the time. 

"lol I don't!  And stop trying to scare me Ari!  It's not gonna work "

"aw babe.  Such a liar.  Your were absolutely terrified! "
She knows I wasnt 

"yeah sure! "
I give a sarcastic look. 

"and BTW don't you think you're being really clingy and cliché since you and hope got together "

Hoseok,  also known as j-hope. They've been together for 6 months now. 
He's in the final year of college. 

"ummmmmn ye-yeah "
She blushes. 

I give her a weird look and start applying make up. 

And Aria sits on my bed going through her phone. 
Probably texting Hope. 

"so what did you do yesterday? "

My eyes go wide. 
I can feel the heat on my face. 
Should I tell her about my dream? 
She's my best friend. 
Of course I should. 

"soooooooooooooo,  I had this weird dreeeeeaaaaaaam "
I try not to blush. 
But I think she caught me

"okay who did you fuck in your dreams now? "
She raises an eyebrow at me. 

I bite my lip 
"jimin.  I mean we dint do it.  I knew it was a dream so I took my chance and made out with him. "
I'm completely embarrassed right now. 

"and how did you know it was a dream? "

" I pinched myself and felt nothing.  AND THE CLOCK WAS DIFFERENT.  IT HAS 13 HOURS!  WHICH CLOCK HAS 13 HOURS! " I nearly scream 

"woah calm down. Well I'm happy for you. You atleast had jimin in your dreams "

"yeah I guess "
I grin at her  .

"Now.  We're gonna be late so HURRY UP! "

I tie my hair up  into a pony. 

"okay? "
I ask 

She looks at me like I did something wrong. 

"what?  Do I look bad? "
I try to adjust my hair. 

"gurllll.  Who else did you make out with? And I mean in real life. "

"what do you mean?. You know I was home the whole day " 
What is she talking. 

She touches my neck and I wince in pain. 
"see!  There's a hickey here! "

I look at it in the mirror and yes it is a hickey. 

"but i made out with jimin only!  And that was in my dream! " I'm freaking out. 

She keeps pacing around the room. 

She suddenly runs towards me. 

"wait!  So when you pinched yourself you felt nothing??"

"No. "

"THEN HOW DID YOU FEEL JIMIM?  WHEN YOU WERE KISSING AND STUFF!  DID YOU FEEL HIM? "

At this point I'm literally shivering. 
Inside. 

"ye-yeah I di-did "
I stutter. 

"how did you feel his touch? When you're not supposed to feel anything in your dreams "
I can tell she's very scared right now. Tbh I am too

"I don't know ohh my god " 
I don't know what to feel .
Should I be scared?  
Obviously I should! 

Aria takes me into a hug 
"its okay. We're gonna find out what happened. "

"and how are we gonna do that? "

"My Hope.  You know which degree hope is taking don't you? "

Realization hits.
 Orientology and psychology!!
The one who studies about dreams .

"yeah!! " she squeals in excitement. 

"but what if it's just a rash?  Maybe we're just making a big deal out of it? " 
I don't wanna get my hopes high that I might've actually had a make out session with jimin. 

"you might be right . Okay so here's the deal.  Let's wait for a few days.  If you get those dreams again we're definitely gonna take help alright?? "

"okay " I give her a weak smile. 

"good. Now let's get to college. We're late. "

"I'm sorry, Lunox," Vexana mumbles as she gazes over the still silent Lunox beside her who was examining the sunset before them.

Lunox looks at her with a small yet sad smile on her face, "I remember everything now, Vexana."

Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes.

"Leomord and I, no matter how hard we try, will never end up together. Because that's just how the stars and fate had wrote our book," she sadly mumbles, her eyes now trained to the sunset before them.

"And just like how the sunset ends the day before us," she quietly mumbles, "our story has now come to an end."

Vexana only stares at Lunox's face. How strong of her to just accept her fate like this...

"For that, I thank you," Lunox said.

Vexana looks at her questioningly.

"Thank you for stopping the both of us from committing the same mistake we did, decades ago. Thank you."

Although Vexana just met Lunox, she still felt sad for her. For the both of them. For their love that was forced apart by fate.

"But, Lunox, there might still be hope—"

"There would always be hope, yes. But we should know when to hold unto hope and when to let go. In our case, we had held unto hope for so long, that we had forgotten to let go. We've hurt so many people, and wasted our lives. Leomord and I, settled for the little things life gave to us. And these little things, just so little, gave us enough hope to hold on," Lunox sounded so hurt while saying it.

Vexana only listened, not knowing what to do or say.

"If ever he and I will try to pursue something that's forbidden in this life once again, more people will get hurt. And he, may even die," Lunox trails.

"Though, you should know that Leomord is already dead, right?" Vexana tries to lighten the mood by joking.

Fortunately, Lunox laughs.

"And that is because of you," Lunox looks at her before smiling, "and I thank you for that. But, you get what I mean."

Vexana nods before returning to her serious face once again.

"I guess, the only way for all of you to safe once again, is for me to return and become one with the Twilight Orb again," Lunox says after moments of deafening silence.

"Huh?" Vexana's eyes widen, "I don't understand. Why were you sent back here—"

"Same. I don't as well. Yet..."

Vexana waits for Lunox's answer. Why was she sent back here? For nothing?

"Do you believe in past lives?" Lunox asks, before laughing.

"Oh silly me. Of course you do. You were the one who made me remember.

"Anyways. Have you ever experienced strange, weird dreams?"

Vexana shakes her head.

"Dreams? We always dream. Strange? How strange?" Vexana is completely confused of whatever Lunox was saying right now.

"Strange dreams like... dreams that tell you something of your past life. Yet, things that you do not remember," Lunox said.

Vexana shakes her head. No. Never.

"How lucky of you, then," Lunox laughs, yet it was the sad kind of laugh. The heartbreaking one.

"Sleeping in your castle, might have triggered some memories time and fate had tried to bury through oblivion," Lunox began, "and because of this place, I began dreaming of my memories back then."

"Karmic dreams. These are dreams that show you of your memories from your life before you now. These dreams only happen to show themselves to people who have not achieved Nirvana in their past lives.

"Nirvana is perfect happinness. In order to live peacefully in your next future lives, you must achieve this, because if you don't... if you leave the world with problems and sufferings still trapped inside your heart, Samsara is what will happen to you.

"Samsara is the indefinite repeated cycles of birth, death, and misery caused by Karma. This is what happened to both Leomord and I. We left this world as Leo and as Luciera with heavy hearts, that we have now been granted Samsara... or bhava tanha," Luciera whispers the last word with such bitterness in her tone as she remembers the dream she had once as Luciera. The dream she had the night before Leo and her got caught.

"What is bhava tanha?" Vexana is now lost with whatever Lunox had said.

"Bhava tanha is the desire to be born into different lives in this world, repeatedly. This was our only desire, Vexana. To live in different lives repeatedly until we get to finish our tragic book with a happy ending.

"Now look what that desire had brought to us," Lunox pertained to their lives now.

"No matter how many years had gone by. No matter how much time had been wasted, we will never get to end our story happy," Lunox now had tears streaming down her face.

"I was supposed to be the Enlightened One, the one blessed with good karma. Yet, this is what happened to both Luciera and I," Lunox cried, "we don't get our happy endings."

Vexana only patted Lunox's back, not knowing what to say again.

It was a long stretch of silence before Lunox decided to break it.

"I will do my duty properly this time," Lunox announces, catching Vexana off guard.

"What do you mean?"

Lunox smiles before looking at the now dark sky, "I believe this was fate's plan, once ahain. To make me wake from my slumber and meet Leomord again. This is the way of rubbing it into my face that we would never really achieve our long awaited happy ending.

"But even if I don't, I will sacrifice my happiness for you and your people's, Vexana," Lunox said.

"What do you mean?" Vexana repeats, still confused.

Lunox secretly smiles before stepping away, "I'll return to the Twilight Orb and regain peace between Chaos and Order, once again."

Before Vexana could even utter a word, Lunox has now gone to the place where everything had started.

Maybe, it is there would she achieve her lifelong dream of Nirvana.

Maybe, it would hurt her so, to let go. But she decided to bear in mind her duty. And that is to make people happy, nevermind her hapoiness.

And maybe, it would make a great place to end their story.

How much time will you waste just to be with the one you love? How many tears should you have to waste just to be with them? Are you willing to wait that long?

What if you were fated for something else? What if... your destiny is broken?

   When Roki was born he would always have a smile on his face and he was known to be a good child and Yoki was the one to be known as the clever one and the one that always has angry in him.
     "What am I going to do today?" Bridget said
      She was outside and she was watching Roki and Yoki play and they were only five years old and three years old.
      "Tag you it," Yoki said
       "No fair, you always tag me."
      "Oh, I'm sorry. I can't help that you so slow."
      "That means. Mom!"
      "Please, play nice with your brother."
       "Yes ma'am."
        They kept playing and at the time she was living by herself with her sons and hoping to see something change and it did for the better.
         For over the years Roki was feeling like he was seeing a future vision. Something that is yet to be. His dreams were feeling something that was going to change for the better but he couldn't understand them and see them as nightmares.
        Those nightmares were so evil and feel like there isn't ever going to end.
        "What is this? Why do I see that there is something that can't be done? Why?"
        He opens his eyes and he was sweating and he had been tired of seeing something he couldn't know anything about.
         He was crying and he had to look at the door and he sees that his mother had grabbed him and hug him and he had made it where he stop crying tears and he couldn't sleep without his mother.
          Bridget had gotten in the bed with him and he had made it to where he was never having nightmares again but he kept having them and he could never see that there was nothing he could do about those nightmares and so his mother, Bridget had to do something about those nightmares.
         Bridget tries to figure out that there should be something that should bring me to my knees.
        "I need to figure something out, dear."
        "I know, but what can we do about that?"
         "We got to do something because my baby is crying every night and I doubt that is a normal reaction from a kid his age."
          'We can go see about something tomorrow."
           Roman was hoping that his dreams would just stop and they wouldn't do anything, but there were non-stop nightmares.
           Due to his dreams. He hasn't changed his emotions about people and about his daily routine.
           He goes to school and he comes back home and he read books about the other worlds and Bridget would help him with that.
            "Do you love reading about those stories?"
            "I really love these stories due to all of the gods and heroes of each world. I like Heracles and Achilles. I also like the different ways about the different cultures and religions." 
             "Yeah, we all don't know what none of them look like but we draw them from our image and therefore they are draw base on lies and their perspective and that is what we know, but there are some that draw the truth."
             "So we got our own heroes from these books."
              "Yes, we all can be heroes, but people value their own lives. More than they value other people's lives."
             "That is crazy."
             "Why they do it? I don't know."
             "But that can't be though. Why do people not save other people's lives?"
             "It hard to understand but life isn't fair and if you have no power then you are a regular person."
              "That is not fair."
              "I know, but that just the way that life works. Don't forget the teaching that I am giving you because there are some things out of your control."
              "I don't understand."
              "It okay. No need for you to worry about. You still too young to understand some things and therefore you should read about the women in those stories and see how they are treated."
               "What will I learn from women anyway?"
              "So what are you saying? You say that my teaching doesn't matter."
              "No, mother, I didn't mean it like that."
               "What do you mean? Women are always been see as weak and never strong but women were heroes and warriors they are powerful than you could ever think. Don't forget that Roki. You should look at women as strong people, but if you look down at them they will destroy you."
               "Yes ma'am."
                Roki may say that but he fully didn't understand but he did finally read some books on women and he read about Medusa, Lilith, and Atalanta.
                He liked their stories and he also read about the Valkyries and Amazons.
               One day, Yoki was walking back home and he was looking around and he was seeing that there were people that were picking on a girl and being tricky and clever he uses his mind and not his might to hurt people. Yoki didn't notice that his brother was watching him.
                Roki was watching from afar and he looks at his brother as a hero but this changes his whole mindset about what he has just seen.
               "My brother is different but can I do that." 
              Roki tries that again and he tries again with his own classmate but that only got him into trouble. 
              "Brother, you okay."
           "No, Yoki, I can't do anything that you can do."
            "Your name is Yoki. It Roki and you must do things your way and you must always believe that you could do it your own way."
              "Okay, bro. I understand."
             Roki was seeing his brother as the best but he also believes that he will become someone great but all that change over time.
              Roman and Bridget would make a loud noise at night and Yoki knew what was happening but he didn't care but Roki was trying to see what was going on and there he took a peek and he sees that his mother was on top of Roman and she was sweating and naked.
              "Hey bro."
              "Huh?"
               "Shut up." Yoki closes the door and they didn't hear a thing.  
               "Brother, what was that?"
               "You will know what it is when you get older. Okay."
               Yoki could really tell him that how babies are made and so he just leaves at that and told him to talk with him.
                They kept hearing the same noise and Yoki ask Roki about his dreams.
                "Why do you want to know something about my dreams?"
                "You are always dreaming about death and chaos, but in reality, they are visions that would or could happen If you follow their path. You read about Norse mythology and so you must learn about fate. Fate can be tricky but you must know somebody about what you want to do before you go on and try to do anything that will hurt you."
                "What do you mean brother?"
                "There is always an end date for the end of the world and so if you have dreams about the future. You must be careful."
               "I don't understand."
               "Well, not yet anyway but you must understand that you should follow your own path and not a path that is in your mind. If you fail not to do that then it will happen."
              Roki didn't really understand but he knew now and so he didn't feel like talking about what happen to his family but he glad that Yoki is alive but he must find to see if his mother going to be alive and so his story is back to the present and he will make sure that he follows his own path toward the future.

Long ago demons were said to be evil being but what if I tell you that demons can look at as good beings. A tale of a woman that was living among humans but has a dark path with one of the demons kings of the underworld.

Vol 1
Roki was trying to figure out what happen to his family after the holy war between the angels and demons but found out that they were dead by the demons in another world.

Vol 2
The Japanese arc 
Roki tries to figure out what Morrigan took him at and he found out that curses were overrunning the world and the gods were somewhere else but Roki got some of the gods that fought him and he travels to the nether realm to find out how to get back home.

Vol 3
Celtic arc
It was four months before Yoki and the others had gone to the Japanese world and fond Roki. Yoki had led the other across the land and the meet up with Athena and they trying to find Roki but manage to figure out Morrigan had blocked their connection from Roki and so they had to defeat her to find Roki and bring him home.

Vol 4
The Battle of the Kingdoms
One of the members of the House of Luck was trying to find their grandfather's notes on their enemies and Luck had found out about his great-great-grandfather holding his trident with powers that will lead him and Roki and Yoki to the past to meet the first wielder of the trident of the lost city of Atlantics. Nyxt, the goddess of ocean and war.

Vol 5 Space Invasion
There are the Genesis a sworn enemy of the House of Luck they are beginning to rage war on the planet.

Vol 6 and 7
In this two-part Volume, there are stories about the Iron Tower that was told to be wrong but the old age is wondering about the story and the weapons that lie there but they, not the only ones. The Phantom Dawns is after those weapons and also after the truth about the dark world also.
This takes place before Roki and Yoki discover each other and also explain what happens to Bridget.
Vol 8
The First Age Arc
Roki sent Fei and his two sisters to the greek world and investigate Loki's whereabouts and Roki was curious about what is Third Keys and what he finds out about the dark world and the dark plains.
Vol 9
The Book of Omens
This is based on the Third keys sega that needs to be made by this arc and you need to read about the Third Keys book that is book 1, book 2, and also book 3 of Third Keys sega.

 Do not own the art and the cover. I will take it down unless someone says so.

https://www.vrw1.com/
That is my website go visit it and check out the other comic book I got and web novels, books too.

what do dreams mean novel

"What do you mean?"

What do you call tomorrow?

Bruuh

He is a Nymphomaniac.

Dream apps and 8 heroes

Impossible Dreams

Inexplicable Delilah

parallel dreams

Broken Destiny (LeoNox)

The True Purity of Good and Evil

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