Tales from the sun chaser.

I'm on a vacation, and there seems to be one of those functions going on where they try to make all the guests mingle and not feel so awkward...but it's a whole nother level. Girls are laying on the ground and we have to lay on top of them and dry hump them to the style o music that was playing. The MC chose whoever we would be paired up with, and I happened to get R (what a small dream world).

They were playing merengue music and I had to do the samba lying on top of her. It was so weird and arousing at the same time. We were both about to explode at the same time but the game ended.


There's this crazy battle going on. It looks like I'm at some ancient Myan ruins. Hundreds of people are here and it seems I'm one of the last people "still alive". The other people who are already "dead" can't do anything other than stand in place.

There was one guy left...I guessed he was a god because he had his own team following him. I'm not sure how the exact combat system worked, but I know we were using magic. I hid in the crowds and picked parts of his team off one by one while making escapes, and finally I took out five of them. The problem was, I was exposed and he knew exactly where I was. I ran up a packed set of stairs while pushing people out of the way but he managed to catch up to me and get me in a hold. He awkwardly started singing "can you feel the love tonight", and I broke the hell out of it turned around and zapped him wih every thing I had. I'm still not sure if this was a game or life and death.

I find myself in my room as usual, and when I head outside, there are a bunch of wizards/mages or whatever in the middle of the road. Everyone out there is just casting random stuff, and I fly out there, and basically tell them all to fight me.

Obviously, being in the middle wasn't a good idea, so I started to work my way to the outside. I tried using a frost aura, and it was pretty sweet. Snow-like ice was perpetually shooting out of my feet in all directions at a marginal distance of about 2 feet. It didn't do much damage, so I kept that rolling while throwing fireballs at them. My hands were on fire, and I kept alternating throwing motions with each hands to fling them. The mages were returning fire, but I was pretty much invincible, or my aura was more of a defensive thing. Either way, I figured it would be a good time to work on my short range teleporting. I tried it, and flew backwards about twenty feet, dodging some of the mages magic. I tried it again, and went back forwards. It was almost like flying except I didn't have to think about it at all...I was up in the air about a foot off the ground and I traveled to my destination.

I thought about it again, and felt that it was really just some form of low altitude long jump, so I decided to try something else. Everytime they got a lock on me, I would focus on being at an area, and close my eyes. When I opened them, I would be roughly at that spot. Now this, felt like teleporting! I did it over and over, while trying to hone in on what exactly is happening other than just badassery. When I close my eyes, I can see smoke, and when I open them, I'm where I was looking at. It seems pretty simple, but this has taken me a long time to learn.