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    Hyu's Adventures

    I've been lucid dreaming all my life. But it is only in late 2010 that I was introduced to what lucid dreaming actually is,
    and that it is possible to induce lucid dreams. Soon after, I discovered Dreamviews.
    These are the adventures and the curiosities I experience in my dreams.

    Last edited on 2014.07.31


    ~ Recurring Locations ~

    • The Beach (Image)
      A place I often end up in if I get lost, or if I use a means of teleportation without thinking of a destination.
      It is always dusk whenever I am there. Usually the beach is empty, but occasionally something of interest can be found.
      The beach is a place of serenity. A place where I can be alone and safe.
    • Teraluna - Riven (Image) (Image)
      Teraluna is an inhabited moon within a binary star system.
      It is orbiting a blue gas giant. It is only sparsely lit by both suns, which are quite far away.
      Riven is a hidden sky city, hovering over the seas of Teraluna.
      It is a safe haven to all it's inhabitants, and home to Yuya.
      The city is lit entirely by colorful bioluminescent plants and creatures, giving the place a rather surreal and vibrant look.
      Riven is my favorite place to visit whenever I am lucid.


    ~ Recurring Characters ~
    • Yuya (Image)
      She has been in my dreams ever since my early teens.
      Formerly a goddess of water, she now lives in Riven.
      She is my spirit guide (although she does not like to be labeled as such)
      The connection I experience with her is incredible.
      She is my friend, my companion, my love, my ecstasy, my guide and my teacher.
    • Faye (Image)
      She is my dream guide, and often changes her appearance.
      But for some reason she has recently turned evil, and now haunts my dreams.
      She is no longer the same person, and can seemingly no longer be reasoned with.
    • Silver (Image)
      A character from childhood dreams.
      He used to be my rival, but is now my dear friend.
      He is not a man of many words, and I do not encounter him very often.
    • Liv (Image)
      Liv is a succubus, a kind of demon.
      She is young, inexperienced, shy, but immensely kind and compassionate,
      even though at first glance she looks demonic and dangerous.
      Nowadays she lives in Riven. Yuya and I guide her on her path towards adulthood.
    • Shinave (Image)
      Formerly a goddess of ice. She is a wise and intelligent person.
      She is Yuya's mother.
    • Ifrit (Image)
      Formerly a god of fire. A being of terrible force and power, but also incredible wisdom.
      He has lived for many hundreds of years, and still upholds old and conservative ideals.
    • Selene
      A character from childhood dreams.
      She has fallen to the templars a long time ago.
    • Templars
      A vile force of darkness that has threatened my dreams in the past.

    1. In the end

      by
      Hyu
      , 07-25-2013 at 05:09 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      I stand in the middle of the platform, with the gate in front of me and Silver, Yuya and Shinave behind me.
      I hold out my left hand against the gate, and give it a slight burst of energy.
      Some engravings on it light up. I focus on the templars, and sure enough a connection is made to a gate right next to them.
      A portal forms inside the gate in a dark purple color.
      The doors are open, they can simply walk in now.
      I'm nervous.



      After a rather tense minute, some shapes finally emerge from the portal. Templars.
      All 12 of them. This is it.
      They all appear to be rather calm.
      Then again, why wouldn't they? It's not like we'd stand a chance in a fair fight.

      Finally, one of them addresses me. And to my surprise he looks somewhat different than the other templars.
      He isn't wearing a helm, and his weapon of choice seems to be a sword rather than a lance.
      How curious. Do the templars have some sort of leader after all?



      "Oh dragon... It's unfortunate that you have resisted your death for this long."
      "But I see you have finally seen the light."
      "I respect that you stand here, offering to sacrifice yourself in exchange for the life of your friends."
      "It is not an action that I would have expected from a dragon."

      Oh.
      That assumption sort of makes sense I guess.
      The thought that we would fight them is pure insanity, yet I've shown them exactly where we are.

      "Unfortunately the deal is not acceptable."

      He points at Yuya.

      "I'll need the life of the water goddess as well."
      "Both of your lives for Teraluna. We have no interest in the others."
      "Come forward and kneel down."

      He wants to see the look on my face when he executes her in front of my eyes.
      Typical Templar reasoning. They want a show. After all they could just charge at us and kill us all.
      I turn around to look at Yuya. She's not worried at all. In fact she grins. Good.
      I look back at the templar.
      I stare deeply into his eyes and lough out loudly, which confuses him to some extend.
      Finally the feeling of eeriness goes away.
      No more anxiety. No more worries.
      There is only the present now. No future to worry about.

      I nod at Silver to give him the signal to activate the seal.
      The symbols he has drawn on the ground grow all over the platform.



      A transparent bubble surrounds all of us.
      The portal generated by the gate collapses immediately, because as of right now, both gates no longer exist in the same space time continuum.
      Everything within the bubble is separated from normal space and time, at least for as long as Silver keeps it up.
      Nothing comes in, nothing goes out.
      As far as I know, it is the ultimate spatial sealing technique. I've never seen anyone use it before.
      Still, the templars do not seem alarmed. After all there's 12 of them and only 4 of us.

      "And now what little dragon?"

      There is complete silence now. Sound doesn't penetrate the seal.
      I speak in a dark, assertive voice.

      "Why, isn't it obvious?"
      "I am going to kill you all"

      That made him angry. He snaps his fingers and 2 templars charge at me immediately.
      This is it then. This is what I've gambled everything on. Work!
      Phoenix catalyst. Only once before have I drawn power directly from it, instead of using it as a catalyst to amplify my own powers.
      It was when I resurrected Yuya. But of course that used up the entire catalyst. There is nothing left.
      But I do use the same technique in the hopes of having understood what the orb that was given to me is.
      Even though it was just an intuition. But right now, that is all I have.

      The templars that charge at me do not have their lances drawn. Their goal is to push me to my knees. To put me in place.
      To teach me a lesson. But I have other ideas. I propel myself forwards and slap my hands against their breastplates.
      I use the technique and draw energy as hard as I can and concentrate it within my hands.

      I feel some resistance. But it's like slapping your hands against a water surface. It hurts a little initially, but your hands still move straight through.
      Through their breastplates. Through the bodies. I'm going straight through with my bare hands.
      The lifeless remains of their bodies drop to the ground. They are not human bodies. There is no blood. It's like some sort of clay surrounded with skin.

      It worked... It worked!
      I can freely draw energy from the orb. My intuition was right. It is the same type of energy.
      But I have no time to think about this any further.
      Because the templars have now realized the danger, and 3 of them have already rushed past me towards Silver.
      They want to destroy the seal, in case they need to retreat.
      But Yuya is on it.
      She is projecting some of her water spheres towards them.
      Right before impact Shinave casts some kind of frost magic onto them, causing the spheres to erupt into ice spikes.
      They are not strong enough to penetrate the armor of the templars, but they do manage to immobilize them for a moment.



      I draw energy again, focus it into 3 small spheres and toss them at the templars.
      Yet again, their bodies shatter on impact. They won't be able to get to Silver without dealing with me first.
      Too late I realize that this is exactly what they're doing.
      A lance hits me right in the stomach. I manage to blink away before by body suffers the full impact.
      Another Templar is already striking me from another side.
      I block his lance with my hands and give it a pulse of energy, breaking the lance in half.
      I promtly throw the gained head of the lance at the Templar who previously managed to hit me in the stomach.
      The lance shatters into pieces as I try to infuse it with energy, but enough of it discharges into the Templar to incapacitate him.
      A few energy infused punches take care of the Templar with the broken lance.

      To my surprise the remaining templars have not moved towards me at all.
      4 of them stand there, emotionless, in front of their leader who is in anger.
      I don't think he fully understands what just happened. 7 down, 5 to go.
      And although only one of the templars displays any emotions, I don't notice an ounce of fear.

      "Do you really think you can kill us all?"

      I respond with an evil smile and draw my katana from its scabbard on my back.
      That's right, I've been fighting you with my bare hands.

      "Fine."

      Some sort of growth on the leaders left arm becomes visible. It looks somewhat organic and insectoid.
      Extensions reach from it to the necks of each of the templers bodies, all 11 of them.
      With a motion of his left hand, the extensions retract back into his arm and all remaining templars drop dead.
      All Templar bodies slowly begin to turn into something that resembles sawdust.
      Suddenly, an immense amount of pressure originating from the remaining templars aura pushes against me.
      I have to concentrate a small layer of energy around my body to protect it from burning up.

      So much raw power. So this is why the templars were always so emotionless and their bodies so unnatural.
      They were puppets controlled by this single person.
      He confidently draws his own sword and begins walking towards me slowly.

      "You have caused me grief, dragon. These are rather difficult to create you know."
      "They have to be captured when they are but little children, then carefully raised into weapons."
      "It takes such a long time, and now I have to do it all over again."

      Even though right now, I have a virtually unlimited supply of energy, I am afraid of this guy.
      Being in possession of this orb thing, but he is radiating so much energy naturally.

      Here he comes. I draw huge amounts of energy into my katana, hoping to power through his sword.
      But he merely deflects my attack, I do not manage to release the energy. This goes on for a few strikes.
      Each time our swords clash he deflects it skillfully. He has the upper hand.
      Then unexpectedly he charges in close, even though I haven't given him an opening.
      Somehow he manages to get his blade uncomfortably close to my face and I have to blink back.

      I quickly realize that I've been somewhat late. He managed to leave a small cut between my eyes.
      A few more centimeters and that would have been it...



      "Hmm. How odd."
      "Clearly you have the energy to fight me, but you are not good enough of a swordsman to do so."
      "I wonder. Years ago, you fought a Templar in the depths of hell. A fight where none of you had access to energy."
      "A fight against someone who had perfected the art of sword combat."
      "You do not have the skills necessary to have won that fight."

      He is right. I should not have been able to do that. It is something I cannot explain.
      It just happened, even though it should have been impossible.
      And I can feel that this guy uses similar moves. If he hasn't perfected the art of sword combat, he is close.
      I am no match for him. I cannot win in a sword fight. And the only way to discharge enough energy to deal damage to him
      is through my katana.

      "Also I wonder. Where does all of that energy suddenly come from?"
      "You have done something rather curious indeed."

      He charges at me a few more times. Fortunately I manage to deflect his attacks, but it is very close.
      He just has to wait until I make a small mistake.

      "And the dragon does not use his dragon powers."
      "Instead he fights me with what seems to be divine energy."

      I can't use it because both powers clash with each-other. It would rip me apart.
      But he doesn't need to know that.
      He attacks a few more times, and manages a few deep cuts into both of my shoulders and my back.



      "Your time is slowly running out dragon."
      "Not only will your body give in sooner or later, but that white haired friend of yours isn't going to last much longer keeping that seal up either."

      Silver... He doesn't even know the proper reason he is keeping that seal up for, yet he is still giving it all hes got.
      Hold out a little longer... I'll figure something out...

      The templar performs a downwards strike over his shoulder, which I attempt to block directly.
      He somehow angles his body in such a way that he is able to rotate around and punch me in the chest.
      Even though I concentrate most of my energy into my ribs to absorb the shock, they still buckle a little under a loud crushing noise as I'm projected backwards.
      I cough up some blood, but I manage to keep by defensive posture.

      Due to the lung damage I decide to stop breathing entirely, and instead filter the CO2 in my blood using energy.
      An easy technique, usually used to go to locations where breathing is not possible, such as underwater or planets without oxygen rich atmospheres.
      I quickly repair potentially lethal damage using a variety of phoenix techniques.
      My body is taking one hell of a beating, it won't last much longer.

      "It is a shame that I have not found you when you were a child."
      "You have so much potential, you would have made a fantastic asset."

      Right as he readies another attack, something startles him to the point that he looses his focus on me.
      I can feel a new presence. A dark, cold one. I look for it and spot a person that must have just appeared.
      This is not possible... Nobody can enter this space as long as it is sealed. There are no tricks or techniques to circumvent interdimensional seals.
      He immediately looks right at me and pronounces in a loud voice:

      "Death has come for you."

      As he summons an oversized pitch black scythe I understand what has happened.



      "Silver, break the seal... It is no longer of any use."

      The bubble surrounding the platform dissipates. Silver has to lie down from exhaustion.
      Yuya and Shinave look rather worried. They know what it means when death comes for you.
      He looks like a teenager. Somewhat long, black fuzzy hair. Worn and slightly torn black pants and shirt.
      He's very skinny. But the scythe is what really makes it clear what he is. Death. Or a messenger of death.
      I don't know the specifics behind how it works.

      I try to utter the words "Not today". Because that is what you say when death comes for you.
      But my voice is faint and fragile. It's not even because of the damaged lungs.
      He is amused by this and laughs.

      "Good one! I haven't heard that one yet. You may have just made my day."
      "Seriously though, you're coming with me."

      The grip on my katana loosens. I have fucked up.
      This is the end. It's because I took the orb.
      This orb, I don't know what exactly it is, or why it exists. All I know is that it has to do with life energy.
      It plays a role in the birth of things. This is also the reason why I was able to draw power from it. It's the same type of energy as in the phoenix catalyst.
      Because they are so important, each orb is assigned a guardian, so that no individual can ever obtain one.
      Ironically, it is one of the guardians who gave me the orb. And she warned me that death would come for me.
      I am not sure why she decided to give it to me, but I understand that I must now pay the price for having taken it.
      Death acts as some sort of backup protection in case an orb is ever stolen.

      In a moment of desperation I ask:

      "... a minute then?"

      Death looks at me a little surprised. Why would he ever agree to that? What am I even doing with another minute?
      He made it clear that he is here to get me now. He looks at the templar, then back at me.
      Then he shrugs.

      "A minute it is."

      And he sits down.
      What?
      Just like that?
      He is completely carefree, as if he was about to grab some popcorn.

      The templar laughs, realizing that he has already won.

      "You fool! All I care about is your death, nothing else matters to me."
      "You have just lost everything."

      I know. The guardian told me.
      For a moment I believed that Silvers seal would make me invisible to death, and I could use the orb without being spotted.
      In retrospect, that was a rather idiotic assumption. But it is too late for remorse now.
      Not like I had any alternatives anyways.
      But before I go, there is one thing left to do...
      Forget about the future, it is no more. There is only the present now.

      "You asked me earlier how I managed to kill a man who had perfected the art of sword combat."

      My voice has recovered some strength.

      "Yes, I am curious about that indeed."

      I remove the protective layer of aura surrounding my body and focus all of it into my katana.
      Immediately I feel the pressure of the templars aura on my skin. It burns away my clothes and slowly begins to eat away at my skin.
      Energy distribution in your body is a key aspect in advanced combat techniques. You can divert energy that is intended to defend your body into your attacks and vice versa.
      Removing too much defensive energy leaves you without any defense.
      But it's not like I have any need for that anymore.

      "I admire your will, but you do not have the technique to beat me."

      Yes. He can just deflect my attacks.
      I open my dragon eyes, which is of course a rather self-destructing thing to do, given that my body is flooded with divine energy, which will immediately attack the dragon eyes
      which are of demonic nature. I don't care.
      I understand the confused look on the templars face, as the dragon eyes do not work on them.
      But they are not intended for him.
      I look for my own reflection in his eyes, and attempt to stare directly into my own dragon eyes.
      This is something you are never supposed to do.
      There is a high risk of getting lost forever.

      I do it to look into my past.
      Into the exact moment I fought that templar in the fires of hell.
      I was but a young teenager back then. I can see it clearly now.
      I walk towards the templar whilst looking at my memories at the same time.

      "Back then, I had only a minute to kill the master swordman."
      "And now you have a minute to do the same with me."
      "I will show you exactly how I defeated him."

      I begin to mimic the movements of the templar I fought against years ago.
      Our swords spray sparks every time they touch. At this point it looks more like a dance than a sword fight.
      He quickly realizes that he no longer has the upper hand. We are on equal terms now, and I have nothing to loose.
      He changes to a more defensive style, attempting to simply outlast the minute that was given to me.
      Fortunately, I require so much focus that I am completely incapable to think about what is going to happen next.
      Sure enough, just before the minute runs out, I perform a combination of moves that creates an opening.
      I take it without hesitation and lodge my katana firmly into his chest.

      The burning sensation and the pressure emitted by the templar stops immediately.
      He is visibly confused. He does not understand the mistake he made, and neither do I.
      This style of combat is way too advanced for me. I merely copied what I saw.
      But still, even with my sword lodged in his chest he smiles.

      "It doesn't matter. I still won."

      I have nothing witty to reply. He is right. His goal was that I die, and he achieved that, after all death has come for me.
      I have lost. I release the energy stored within the katana and the templar bursts up in purple flames, leaving nothing behind.
      I suppose this should provide some sort of relief. At least the templars are gone.
      But I feel no such thing. All I feel is failure.



      Death approaches me, carrying his scythe on his shoulder.
      This is the end.
    2. Talking bird

      by
      Hyu
      , 06-27-2013 at 06:43 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      Trying to post stuff again.
      I think I'll write down dreams related to the templar story first, because I really want to have that stuff written down properly, so I figure I might as well start there.
      I'll get to more current dreams after that.

      My vision normalizes as my naked feet gently touch down in the sand. I'm on a beach.
      I am somewhat blinded by the reflection of the sun on the near white ground.
      It is very hot; I can clearly feel the pressure of the heat on my skin.
      There's a lot of noise. People running into the ocean. Kids playing ball.
      Music coming from god knows where. People seem to be partying.

      All in all it feels rather uncomfortable. It isn't the heat or the noise though.
      I'm not in a good mood. I don't feel like being surrounded with joy right now. It just doesn't feel right.
      Now where's that fucking bird... yes... of course. At a bar talking to some girls.
      Where else would he be?


      He's a rather interesting creature. You don't meet many talking birds, and this one definitely has an attitude.
      This one is pitch black with a single red feather in his tail, which I think he dyed that color.
      It looks kinda cool actually, but he is a little full of himself. He also talks a lot.

      As I approach the bar the girls leave giggling. He probably told them one of his famous stories.
      I sit on the bar stool closest to him.

      "Crow!"
      "What the- Hyu!"
      "Indeed"
      "The fuck are you doing here mate? Did you bring Yuya? Where is Yuya?"
      "What is it with you? Always only interested in the girls."
      "What is it with you always calling me Crow?"

      "You remind me of a talking bird going by that name."
      "Uhuh? And who would that be? Are you making fun of me?"
      "Crow helped save the worlds of Stark and Arcadia dear friend. He's a hero."

      But that's not why I'm calling you Crow.

      "Stark and Arcadia? I've never heard of such worlds."
      "They're- worlds in another realm."

      Or rather in a video game, but I feel like leaving out that detail.

      "So, what brings you here? I've never seen you around here."

      I pick up his drink because it is rather curious looking.
      Further inspecion reveals that whatever it is, it has a rather acrid smell to it.
      I put it back down.

      "I'm looking for you actually."

      His eyes widen.

      "Who- me?!"
      "Yes, you. I'd like to ask you for a favor."

      He looks a bit confused... or... at least I think he does. It is rather difficult to read the facial expressions of a bird.

      "I need to locate an aura."
      "You humble me. I am fairly skilled at tracking auras, but I highly doubt that I could find someone that you cannot."
      "You see, the problem is not that I am unable to do the tracking myself. The issue is that I'm quite unfortunately being tracked myself, so I do not wish to reveal myself."
      "Hyu- are you in trouble?"
      "You have no idea friend."
      "Wait. Seriously?"

      *Sigh*

      "It's pretty bad, can you help me out?"
      "Yes! Of course!"
      "There's a catch."
      "Naturally..."
      "I- I'm not entire sure what it is I'm looking for. I'll have to see what you see."
      "You want to use the dragon eyes on me..."
      "Indeed."
      "Shit- bugger- fuck-"
      "You okay?"
      "Yes, yes. Follow me. I know a quiet spot."

      He knows what's coming for him. I must have used the eyes on him in the past... I think?
      I follow Crow into some sort of small tent.
      He lands on a pedestral and I kneel down in front of im to get our eyes leveled.

      "Are you ready?"
      "No! Of course I'm not ready you moron."
      "Moron?"
      "Go ahead. Just please- try not to kill me."
      "Any danger is entirely up to you."
      "Yes yes. Don't resist. I know, I know. Let's just get this over with."

      It is fairly safe to use the dragon eyes on someone as long as they do not resist.
      Clearly the sharing of minds is not what the ability is intended for though.
      It is a rather intrusive ability, and it goes against your basic instincts not to resist against it.
      I stare into his pitch black eyes. He seems fairly relaxed which is good. This shouldn't hurt him.
      I force myself into his mind using the dragon eyes. My vision fades.
      The first thing I feel is fear and discomfort.
      I can't blame him for that. It must be immensely uncomfortable to have someone intrude your mind like this.
      Fortunately I feel no resistance from him at all. His self-control is rather commendable.

      "You're doing well crow."
      "Obviously."
      "Yes..."

      A new scene appears.


      A shared hallucination caused by the usage of the dragon eyes.

      "This place gives me the creeps."
      "Well. There ain't no girls in bikinis dancing about."
      "No shit."

      Well then. Time to see if that feeling is merely a delusion or if there is actually something behind it.

      "Alright. Reach out as far as you're comfortable with. I'll try to guide your search."
      "Mmmmmmhm"

      I attempt to visualize whatever presence Crow feels as points of lights in front of me.
      To my surprise, the only image that pops up is that of two rather largely breasted girls wearing bikinis.
      The girls he was talking to at the bar earlier...

      "Crow... focus!"
      "But dear friend. I'd say that I am rather focused. Are you not impressed by how clear this memory is?"
      "Dude... seriously?"
      "The image... so clear and crisp... mmmmh."
      "... This is really not the time for-"
      "Boobs? There's always time for boobies!"
      "Pervert..."
      "Pervert? You morbid cunt!"
      "A morbid what now?"
      "You heard me. Lousy, moronic fuckwit."

      *Sigh* That bird likes to curse.

      "I'm waiting for an apology!"

      This is the point where I'm supposed to call him an incompetent and imbecilic waste of natural selection.

      "Sorry... I'm really not in the mood for this."
      "You... I..."
      "Are you done? I really need to figure this out."
      "Well... yes... sorry..."

      I think he finally understands that this is serious.
      I'm not blaming him for not taking me serious immediately though.
      It's not like I'm known as a serious person. I like messing about. But today is different.

      After a surprisingly short amount of time, Crow manages to focus on something that matches what I'm looking for.
      I underestimated him. This was quite fast, especially considering the nature of what I'm searching for.

      "Eeehm. The fuck is this? This is not a person?"
      "Also where is this? This doesn't feel like a proper location. Something's off. Did I do it wrong?"
      "Hmm... I'm not entirely sure where this is, or what it is that you have found. But I'm fairly certain that you have found exactly what I'm looking for."

      This is very odd indeed. I know exactly what he means when he says that something's off. Something doesn't feel quite right, but I am uncertain as to why.
      I can focus on any point close to the location, but not the very location itself.
      It should also not have been possible to find anything using merely a vague feeling as a guide.

      "Crow. I'm going there right now."
      "That doesn't seem safe. Do you have any idea what to expect? I mean, you're not even sure what you're looking for."
      "Nope."
      "I'm tagging along."
      "Huh? Why is that?"
      "Curiosity."

      After releasing Crow from my eyes, I have him sit on my shoulder and teleport the both of us to some point in close proximity to the location we've found...
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    3. Templars

      by
      Hyu
      , 05-31-2012 at 02:53 AM (Hyu's Adventures)
      I was visiting weird planets with Yuya as I often do in a rather deep dream that had been going on for multiple hours.
      Then this happened:

      There it is, a feeling all too familiar that I have not experienced in a long time.
      I am scared... so fucking scared.
      Fortunately my body reacts on its own, powering up and thus protecting me from the overwhelming pressure off the aura that has just appeared.
      I know this feeling all too well, even though it has been such a long time since I've last experienced it.

      This is very unexpected.
      I have lately gone out of my way to get into trouble, because there is nothing like the fear you experience during a fight where your opponent is actually strong enough to kill you.
      But in such fights, it is more of a mixture of fear and excitement you are experiencing.
      The feelings of a true fights are difficult to explain, but there's a very special vibe to them that is oddly fascinating.

      But this... this isn't.
      There is no excitement, there are no feelings associated to those of a good fight.
      This is pure fear.

      Usually I gradually power up during fights, trying to find a good balance so that I am on a similar level to my opponent, because that makes things most interesting.
      But this time I'm not. My body instinctively powered up all the way.
      And I will need every single bit of strength if I want to survive this.

      Fucking Templars who hunt me down because the god from their delusions told them so.
      If only they weren't so ludicrously strong.
      I can't afford anything less than a perfect level of concentration.
      The first time I encountered one of them, I had both Yuya and Silver with me and I still came close to dying on multiple occasions.
      To top it off I only managed to win the fight by using an ability that I can only use once every few years.
      And that was a stray Templar, possibly weaker than the one I'm facing right now.
      http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/hyu/...dragons-18805/

      The second time I was in a room full of portals, and managed to make a run for it.
      This time I won't have a choice. We'll have to fight.
      They are so fast that I won't be able to draw my phoenix wings without creating a very short opening, inevitably resulting in my death.
      Yes. They are that fast. There is zero room for errors.

      "The true lord demands your death Anassasi."
      "I couldn't care less about your delusions."
      "Oh but you should. Your death is inevitable, regardless of how much you try to resist us."
      "The Templars will hunt you for all eternity."



      He plays with his staff in a taunting manner.
      It's odd. Regardless of how much hate there is during a fight, if both parties have considerable strength, there is always a certain degree of respect. Even if it is only the respect in your opponents strength.
      And an element of excitement, because only rarely do you have the opportunity to go all out if you are this strong.
      But with Templars there is none of that.
      There is only the urge to survive.
      And them? I'm not even sure if they have feelings at all besides hatred for certain dreamers.

      I know that WakingNomad has encountered them as well. I used to call them Paladins, but after reading that he calls them Templars, the term has somehow emerged into my dreams.

      Yuya has casted her water spheres and her aura is clearly on edge. But even like this there is an inexplicable beauty to her aura, even if she is ready to kill.
      If only our truly overpowered abilities would work against them.
      They are immune to both my dragon eyes and Yuya's water extraction technique.
      I'm not sure if they have any water in their bodies.
      They have a certain artificial look to them. Maybe it is because they never show any emotions besides hate.

      "Today the dragon will die."

      I grip my katana tightly. It is fully of energy and vibrates strongly in my hand.
      I am perfectly focused on him. I am waiting for the slightest of changes within his aura.
      There is is! A small twitch... and he is gone.

      He appears right in front of me, but I was perfectly prepared for his blink and am already midway in my own blink, bringing me only slightly out of reach of his staff.
      It hurts!
      I had forgotten that any proximity to their aura causes a feeling of pressure so strong that you think it could burn off your skin.
      But it doesn't feel like the heat of fire, it is what I assume it would feel like if you got an acid burn.

      It's go time.
      I charge towards the Templar and clash my sword into his staff.
      I cannot comprehend how their staffs can deflect such power. It doesn't feel like they charge any energy onto them.
      Any material should easily break in such a situation if you don't.
      Yuya is throwing her spheres against him, and occasionally casting high pressure water beams into his direction.
      But they are simply deflected by his armor in the same manner his staff is deflecting my sword.
      It is so frustrating.

      My aura is right at the edge of hurting my own body. The vibrations are only barely bearable.
      I see the sky red and the clouds burning. My blood is boiling.
      In such a state I need to be careful not to accidentally damage my own body.
      Yuya is pushed slightly outside of the battle my various pressure attacks.

      "Do you know how we kill a dragon?"

      A device on his staff activates and my katana is teleported and trapped against it.
      He smiles and charges at me with his staff.

      "The last Templar who thought so is long dead you fool."

      This trick may have worked once, but I'm not falling for it again.
      I cast my katana away and re-materialize it in my hand.
      He didn't expect this. Maybe I can force a small opening.
      I skillfully bring myself into a better position.
      Yes! This is perfect, I got him at a dead angle.
      I charge all the energy into my sword that I can manage and swing it against the right side of his abdomen as he passes me.
      I can feel it clashing against his armor and releasing all of its energy. A perfect hit!

      Coldness. Shudder.
      I blink instinctively, but slightly too late.
      A sharp pain emerges from my left shoulder.
      How did he manage to reposition himself like that?
      He was to my right and I clearly hit him hard.
      How did he manage to cut into my left shoulder?
      And why the fuck does his staff have retractable blades?

      The situation calms down as we all got some space between us.
      Fuck, I have to fight on my own for a split second and I'm already wounded.
      I feel blood slowly streaming down my arm.
      Usually the dragon aura would naturally take care of it and close the wound, but there's something about a Templars aura that prevents such in-combat healing techniques.
      I cast fire onto the skin surrounding the wound and burn it shut.
      It hurts, but I have so much adrenaline in my body that it isn't as bad as it sounds.

      Then I notice that Yuya is wounded as well, though only superficial.
      She has a small cut on her left arm, and she appears to have frozen the wound shut.
      This is not going well.

      I inspect the Templar in the hopes of spotting some serious damage dealt by my last attack.
      There is a dent in his armor.
      Are you fucking kidding me? I landed a perfect hit!
      I hit him so hard that the changes of air pressure around him caused extensive damage to the ground surrounding us.
      But his armor? A fucking dent?
      How are we supposed to beat him?

      The fight continues, but it quite frankly isn't looking good for us.
      He manages to land near-hits on us with nearly every try, whereas all of our attacks bounce off his stupid armor.
      If only Silver was here. But he isn't, and he won't come.

      I'm starting to become exhausted.
      Templars don't seem to suffer from this issue. The longer this fight will drag on the worse our situation will become.

      Alright. Time for more risky tactics.
      I lower my katana slightly, giving the Templar an opening if he charges me head on.
      And sure enough he comes right at me.
      Time nearly stops. I see him slowly approaching me during one fast leap.
      He's moving so fast that pressure waves are building around his body.

      Yuya's aura is clearly alarmed. She is very worried about me... and... so am I.
      Was this really a good idea? What was I thinking?
      I haven't used this ability in years, I can't even remember it properly.
      It's to late to question it now... just go with it.

      I slightly lower the dragonic energy in my body. Any hit now and I am most certainly dead.
      I shift all the energy into the right side of the blade of my katana.
      Then I rapidly focus phoenix energy within my body.

      This is a horrible idea. It is so dangerous to do this.
      Dragonic energy is demonic in nature, whereas phoenix energy is divine.
      Like fire and ice. Matter and Antimatter.
      Any mistake will rip my body apart.
      I do not have the experience I had a few years ago, and even then, as mad as I was, I respected and feared using both energies at the same time greatly.

      My eyes and my dragon tattoo begin to hurt intensely.
      They are being attacked my the divine energy.

      I increase the phoenix energy until it reaches the same level as the dragon energy.
      Then I funnel it into my blade as well, but on the other side.
      I now have two independent energy circuits running through my blade and body.
      But they draw their power from the same source: my aura.
      I need to divide my concentration.
      Half of it to make sure I do not kill myelf.
      The other half to coordinate my attack.

      My katana begins to vibrate heavily.
      I turn the dragon energy into heat. A heat greater than that of suns, probably only matched by the pressure within a black hole, something only a dragon can do.
      With my phoenix energy I do the exact opposite. Absolue zero. The temperature at which everything stops, an ability exclusive to wielders of divine energy.
      Both touch only at the edge of the blade.
      This causes the laws of physics to break down.
      Such opposing forces cannot occupy the same space, yet they do at the very edge of the blade.
      An intense pressure vortex forms around my blade because the air surrounding it no longer has any idea how to act.

      I swing my katana at the Templar, who is now only centimeters away from me.
      The intense pressure emerging from my sword closes the opening I gave him earlier.
      This has to work. This is one of the most powerful techniques I know of, and I am risking my life to perform it.
      It is not a dragon ability, nor is it a phoenix ability.
      It is my ability. Mine alone. A combination of powers only I could use on the most extreme level.
      If this doesn't hurt him nothing will.

      As I swing my katana towards him. I no longer manage to contain the force within.
      Some energy leaks out, causing intense vortexes around us.
      It emits a pure, blinding light.

      And then, they finally clash.
      My katana and his staff.
      The explosion of energy is beyond anything I've ever experienced.
      My senses shut down to protect my body from the intensity of the situation.
      It is like witnessing the big bang. The emergence of a sheer infinite supply of energy from a tiny point in space.

      My senses slowly recover...
      The energy in my body is completely unstable. Both the dragonic and phoenix circuits have completely shut down.
      As my vision normalizes I can see the disaster I have caused in front of me.
      The entire landscape is partially frozen and partially on fire.
      A huge crack in the landscape, starting at my feet, reaches kilometers into the distance.
      At some points it is multiple meters wide.
      And that was caused by nothing but the side effects of my technique.
      The energy released by the attack was all directed perfectly towards the Templar, none of it touched my surroundings.

      I turn around, still in slow motion.
      He must be dead. Please be dead.
      As I turn I notice my katana burning in a bright blue flame.
      It is vibrating at an immensely high frequency, emitting a very high pitched tone.
      No other material would ever have been able to contain the energy needed for this attack.
      It was forged using parts of my dragonic and phoenix energy,
      designed specifically to be able to hold these forces for short periods of time.

      And then I see him, turning around as well.
      Our eyes meet.
      He is not dead.
      And he is angry. Properly mad.
      He swings his fully intact staff back into an attack position.
      We are so screwed.

      But then, a flicker of hope.
      The chest plate of his armor shatters and drops to the ground revealing a long cut reaching all the way from his shoulder to his abdomen.
      But even though the wound is deep, no blood is coming out of it.
      He is clearly wounded though.
      But so am I.

      My aura took quite a hit. It wasn't him though.
      Even though I controlled both energies perfectly I still damaged my aura.
      But the damage is low and mostly superficial.
      Small arcs of lighting are shooting across my body because of it.
      I'm still operating my aura at the absolute maximum. The arcs are caused by energy leaking out of the tiny damaged spots.

      But then all the hope I just gathered vanishes.
      A second Templar emerges from a portal.
      And the first one doesn't even seem to be in that bad of a shape after my attack.
      We need to run. We need to run now.
      But I don't know how.

      Energy emerges from below the ground. Yes! There's still a chance.
      During the short downtime Yuya managed to collect a huge concentration of water below the ground and cast her Leviathan.
      It bursts out from below the ground and both the Templars disappear within it.
      An attack of truly godlike proportions.

      But this won't be enough time. It'll buy us maybe a tenth of a second, not enough to cast my phoenix wings and get us out.
      I need to buy more time.
      I blink towards Yuya and summon the huge phoenix wings on my back, and focus as much phoenix energy as I can.
      I will block a single attack.
      This should provide enough time for Yuya to draw a portal.
      Maybe portaling will buy us enough time for me to use the phoenix teleportation, which they cannot follow.
      This is one of the situations where it is truly advantageous that we share our thoughts.

      I stand strong before her, surrounding us with a divine energy shield.
      I'm putting all the force that I have left into it.
      Yuya is casting a portal on the ground in the mean time.
      Point one of a second... come on!

      A beam of light breaks the Leviathan body and hits my energy shield hard.
      A purely energy based attack.
      The ground around is disintegrates under the force.
      Only the parts within my shield remain intact.
      But I won't be able to hold this for the tenth of a second we need.
      It will collapse too early.

      I start shrinking it to conserve energy.
      Right now it is encompassing my huge phoenix wings. I won't need those to survive.
      I shrink it all the way down until it only protects our bodies.
      My wings burn to ashes as they touch the outer limits of the shield.
      It hurts. It hurts so much.
      How long can a tenth of a second last?

      My wings are nearly completely gone now.
      We are kneeling, the shield diameter is down a meter and a half.
      And then finally the portal forms below my feet and we fall through.
      We enter the wormhole created by the portal.
      Blood from my broken wings streams into it.

      It goes far... very far.
      Yuya casted a portal towards a location much farther away than I've ever been.
      This might buy us the time we need.
      We emerge from the other end of the wormhole, onto a barren planet.
      I immediately summon the phoenix wings on my left arm and try to make us enter the fabric of space and get us home.
      Yuya nearly collapses under the exhaustion of having casted this portal right after the Leviathan.

      The wings materialize and I can sense our bodies shifting into the fabric.
      Both Templars appear out of nowhere closely in front of us.
      But this will work. This is enough time.
      The wound I caused on one of them is already in the process of healing.
      What the fuck? How... ?
      The other one smiles at me.

      "Run little dragon! Run! We will get you soon enough!"

      Followed by a maniacal laughter.
      Finally we disappear into the fabric of space and are transported to Haven.
      As we emerge, we drop to the ground exhausted.
      My entire body is shaking, either from fear or because I pushed my body too far, I'm not sure.

      "I'm sorry. I thought we had more time."

      I knew it would happen. Somewhere deep within I knew it would happen after I fought the first one of them.
      He was weaker, sort of a run-away or something, no longer obeying the Templar collective.
      I never imagined that the others would be so much more powerful.

      "I need to become stronger... much stronger."

      She looks at me in a very sad way.
      I have never seen her sad before. She is always so happy and full of energy.

      "I'm so sorry. I did not bring you back for this, I don't want you to have to fight again."
      "Of course you didn't. But it is inevitable. I will have to fight. I will have to fight again."
      "If this is what it takes to be here again then I will fight... "

      I look at my still shaking hands.
      I am so strong already. So immensely powerful.
      Yet, I still stand no chance against them, no chance whatsoever.
      Not even in a two on one fight.
      I think about the journey ahead of me.
      I'm going to need help... I'm going to need a lot of help...
    4. Game of Thrones, Sex, Hibiscus

      by
      Hyu
      , 05-10-2012 at 03:02 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      Before you read, be aware that this dream revolves around a sex scene.
      Usually I simply write "I had sex", but due to its important role, I actually described it quite intensely this time.
      I left out most of the really explicit or dirty details, but still, if this is something that
      you find inappropriate or offensive, please do not read.


      I'm walking towards a building with 4 armored guards surrounding me.
      I'm full of confidence, walking strong and fast towards the door.
      There's anger within me, I am here to set things straight.

      As one of my guards opens the door for me, I remember that I am in King's Landing, and that I am entering one of Petyr Baelish's brothels.

      The term "Game of Thrones" enters my mind, but I discard it, thinking it is the name of this world or something.
      We take the stairs to the first floor, and are greeted by some prostitutes.
      They are absolutely gorgeous!
      Most of them are wearing slightly see-through dresses that reveal the shape of their bodies underneath, but leave everything else to the imagination.
      It is difficult not to stare, but I know that I am in a position where it would be inappropriate to do so.

      "I'm here for Littlefinger"

      I proclaim, full of confidence.
      But I quickly realize that this is all I know.
      I am here because some sort of problem and I need to set things with him straight.
      Why can I not remember something of such importance?

      One of the women makes me a sign to follow her, and leads us through a corridor, presumably leading to Baelish's office.
      I decide that once we reach it, I'll most likely remember, and decide not to worry about it.
      Well that, and I'm also distracted by the woman in front of me.
      She's walking very suggestively, clearly trying to draw attention to her butt which is visible through her dress.
      She glances at me by looking over her shoulder, probably wondering if I'm checking her out.

      I try to look as serious as possible. Pokerface.
      She seems disappointed that I'm not staring and keeps walking.

      To the left and right are doors leading into rooms where people are presumably heaving sex.
      Well, not presumably, as I get closer I can clearly hear the voices coming from these rooms.
      They are intense. Both men and women are screaming shouts of pleasure.
      In front of the rooms other women are waiting, often kissing or fingering each other as they wait for customers.

      The sexual tension is extreme, and the more I try to ignore it, the stronger it becomes.
      I can clearly feel the sexual energy streaming from the rooms.
      Some have not even bothered to close the doors to their rooms. I try not to look, but cannot avoid it most of the time.

      It makes me feel quite uncomfortable.
      It's not the sex, nor is it the women. The whole situation actually turns my on to a great extend.
      But the sexual energy from the other men... I don't want to feel it, but it is shoved right in my face.

      To top it off, I spot what appears to be a gnome walking into one of the rooms with a lady.
      He's tiny!
      He notices me and gives me that "I'm going to have sex with this woman" look.
      The fuck?

      "Here we are."

      Well shit, I still don't remember why I'm here.
      My guards wait outside as I enter the room.
      Littlefinger is sitting behind his desk, and not very far away I spot Daenerys Targaryen with one of her dragons on her shoulder.

      The dragon is bigger than in the tv-series.
      (Yes, I actually think off the tv-series, but it doesn't strike me as odd that I'm with tv characters or that this scene makes absolutely no sense in the current GoT plot)

      Baelish is clearly not happy to see me, and he asks me with an annoyed tone:

      "What is it?"

      If only I knew.
      I decide the best course of action would be to just act all smug and superior and not say anything.
      He doesn't really seem to expect an answer, so I just stare at him.
      I'm somewhat superior to him right? ... Or... who am I?
      Finally he stands up.

      "This is outrageous!"

      Daenerys steps in.

      "Yes it is! Who do you think you are to refuse service to my dragon???"

      Aha, so that's what's going on.
      ...
      Wait what?

      "This is an establishment that caters to men and women, and not to your bloody pets!"
      "I am the mother of dragons and I demand that you show me respect!"

      Oh boy, what have I gotten myself into here.
      I feel that I should side with Daenerys though, after all I am a dragon as well.
      And this request isn't really that unreasonable is it?

      I smack my hand on the table and stare into Baelish's eyes and I say in a serious, powerful and slightly angry voice:

      "Your whores do seem to cater to gnomes though."
      "Are you perhaps suggesting that a dragon is an inferior life form compared to a fucking gnome?"

      He is so scared. I can see it in his eyes. He is so scared that he cannot retain composure.
      I still don't remember who I am, but I conclude that I'm some kind of amazing badass.

      "I... I didn't mean it like that."

      One of the prostitutes storms into the room towards Daenerys and offers to take care of her dragon.
      She nods and the dragon climbs onto the shoulder of the prostitute and they go into a room.

      "To think that I had to come here for this."
      "My apologies..."

      What am I doing?

      "Sir, perhaps you would be interested in some of my women... on the house of course!"

      Two prostitutes enter the room and take their tops off.
      Boobies! They look so soft.
      Wait... this is not something my character would do is it?
      It is hard to resist the offer though.

      "I have more urgent matters to attend to then to fuck your whores."
      "Of course... again... my apologies, if you need anything please let me know."

      I turn around and leave the room.
      Fuck, I'm so horny right now.
      Walking through the corridor filled with sexual energy isn't helping.
      I'll just get out of here and get back to...
      What was I doing? Who am I?
      I stop.




      You have got to be fucking kidding me.
      I look around me. Half naked ladies everywhere.
      It feels so real.
      The smell of lavender in the air is doing a decent job of covering the smell of sex.

      Uuh, this is weird, did I just make a prostitute have sex with a dragon?
      How does that even work?
      The idea of going into that room to see how they're doing it pops up in my head but I discard it quickly.
      I start walking towards the exit again.
      I try to calm down and mentally stabilize the dream, but I quickly notice that it is perfectly stable.
      Should I just have some fun with one of the girls? They're all very pretty.

      But then everything stops.
      I can't feel any of the DC's anymore, except for one.
      An extremely strong and vibrant aura is emerging from one of the rooms.
      It is very familiar... who is this again?
      I walk straight towards the room not thinking about anything else anymore.
      I am drawn towards it by a higher power.

      I open the door and find a very cute, attractive and beautiful woman, wearing a rather revealing dress.
      The look she gives me is the exact opposite from cute though. It is so horny and dirty.
      Is this... is this the hibiscus girl?
      I search for a hibiscus flower. She's always wearing one, or it is painted somewhere on her clothes, hence why I call her "the hibiscus girl".
      I can't see it, but my sense of global awareness tells me it is there, strapped into the back of her hair.
      I glance into her eyes, and sure enough, they are those amazing eyes with infinite detail.
      She has long brown hair, which is beautifully weaved together in a rather extravagant fashion.
      I also notice some kind of long skin-tight silver bracelet on her left arm, which seems to have been sculpted to look like a dragon.

      I close the door behind me and walk towards her full of confidence.
      All of my encounters with her have been very sexual and I know this one isn't going to be any different.
      Dream Journal Entries tagged with 'Hibiscus'

      The sexual tension between us is extreme.
      I can see in her eyes that she is feeling the same way I am. She can't seem to stand still of excitement.
      Once I'm close enough she immediately hugs me and moves in for a kiss.
      But I stop her just before our lips touch.
      I'm teasing her, and I see a small opportunity.

      "Who are you?"

      She's breathing heavily. She can't stand it that I'm teasing her.
      The sexual tension between us is so strong that it begins to manifest itself physically.
      Arcs of lightning are shooting between our bodies where our skin is close.

      "I won't say."

      Her voice is shivering.
      She tries to pull me closer so that we will finally kiss, but I keep resisting.

      "Tell me!"

      She clearly considers it, but decides against it.
      Following a dirty smile she rips off my shirt.
      She moves in again.
      I'm not stopping her this time.
      We kiss.

      As our lips touch I get the most intense feeling all over my body.
      It feels a bit like goosebumps, but it is so much more intense.
      Colors quickly become ridiculously vibrant.
      I can clearly hear both of our hearts racing.

      She moves back a little and tries to pull me onto the bed.
      There is no need to say anything, her eyes clearly scream "I want to have sex"
      She moans as I rip off her dress and push her onto the bed.
      She spreads her legs and holds out her arms towards me.

      I quickly get rid of my clothes and jump onto the bed.
      A few memories rush into my head.
      Memories where she suggested that she is a dreamer and that she reads my DV DJ.
      Is she real?
      The train of thought vanishes as we commence.

      She pulls on me to make me move faster.
      Quickly things become pretty rough and she starts using excessive force to turn me around and get on top.
      She keeps going faster and getting more violent. She is a lot stronger than I would have anticipated.
      I need to use some of my dragonic power to gain the strength to get back on top.

      This is so intense. Seeing the expression on her face.
      She just can't get enough. And she is very vocal about it.
      Magic abilities start "leaking" out of her.
      She pushes me around so hard that her ethereal wings light up, which I see for the first time.
      I love it, and I push back. We keep throwing each other around.
      My senses go into complete overload, just like they did last time.

      Some of the prostitutes are hiding behind some curtain, trying to sneak a few looks.
      They have never seen something like this before.
      She's an animal. She even bites me in the shoulder to get a better grip.
      But so am I. We're both animals succumbing to our most basic urges.

      We keep going until our muscles can support our bodies no more.
      I let us fall backwards onto the bed, but as I hit the ground I feel that I've landed on grass, not on a bed.
      For the first time in many minutes I bother to take a look around and notice that we're outside in a huge field.
      She hugs me.
      I can feel her exhaustion and her heavy breathing.
      I try one last time.

      "Who are you?"

      But she just smiles. She's so happy, it's complete bliss.
      Then she fades away.
      Well, that's unfortunate.

      I get up and look at the landscape.
      All my muscles hurt, but I cannot help but feel profound satisfaction.

      Then I realize that 2 women are standing behind me.
      I turn around, realizing too late that I'm completely naked and that a specific body part is still fully erect.
      They don't say anything, they just stare and their faces turn somewhat red.
      I walk past them, finding the situation humorous.

      "Good afternoon my ladies."

      A crow far away starts yelling "peeeenis... peeeenis"
      It is barely audible, but a good reminder of the randomness of my dreams.






      I wake up and surprisingly I go from complete exhaustion to well rested.
      I try to remember my previous dream which makes me scratch my head.
      I take a page of notes to help me remember in the morning.
      For some reason I write

      "I am a dirty man"

      at the very end.
      Why did I do that?
      I change it to

      "I am a dirty an awesome man"

      and smile like an idiot.
      Then I go back to sleep.





      ...
      Yuya sends me a signal that she's with Liv visiting some place and that I should come.
      I teleport to their location and find myself on a rather odd planet.
      It has a green sky, and the entire landscape is covered with what appears to be glass biodomes linked with each other by bridges.


      I try to say hi but Liv takes a step back. She seems to be in full shyness mode which I haven't seen in a while.
      Yuya on the other hand seems highly amused.

      "What's going on?"

      She whispers in my ear, with an evil grin on her face that tells me whatever she's going to tell me will make me feel really weird:

      "You smell like sex."

      ...
      Shit.

      She bursts out laughing. Fortunately I don't feel too weird about it.

      "Speaking of which, do you have any idea who this girl is?"

      She closes her eyes and scans my memory to get a better grasp on whom I'm talking about.
      Unfortunately, she immediately skips to the sex scene, which I did not expect at all.

      "HEY!"
      "Oh my!"

      She gives me this "well done sir" look, that only guys are supposed to give each other.

      "That was... impressive."

      What makes it worse is that she means it.
      And I can feel that she's a little turned on by it.
      I feel rather ashamed now.

      "Oh calm down, how often have I told you that we don't have those weird notions about sex you have in the waking world."

      Yes, she has. And I know it isn't weird for her, but I still didn't want her to see that.

      "I'm sorry."
      "It's not your fault."
      "And no, I don't know who she is, but she seems to be a rather curious individual."

      I try to change the topic.

      "So, where are we?"

      She explains to me how and why the biodomes were built.
      The one next to us apparently holds a collection of the most amazing candy that has ever existed.
      This explains why the room is full of guards. You can clearly see it from where we're standing.
      The candy is also in the open, laid out on different tables.

      "Huh? Do they only have old-fashioned guards? No futuristic or magic security systems?"
      "No, just guards. I mean, how would you sneak in there?"

      Exactly! How would I?
      I can't blink there because there's a physical obstruction in the way.
      However...

      I summon my phoenix wings, trying not to alarm Yuya.
      She doesn't notice.
      This is gonna be fun.
      I look over at the biome and immediately see that I have a short window right now where nobody is looking.

      *Zap*
      *Pick*
      *Zap*

      Yuya looks at me curiously.

      "Did you just do something?"

      She must have felt my aura change for a split second.

      "Maybe?"

      I reveal one of the candies I've just stolen in my mouth.

      "!!! No you haven't!"

      I grin.

      "Are you mad? Oh who am I kidding, of course you are."
      "So let's skip to the important question... did you...?"

      "Of course!"

      I hand her one of the other candies I've stolen.

      "Nice!"

      I also offer one to Liv but she doesn't want one.
      The fact that I've just committed thievery makes her rather uncomfortable.

      The candy in my mouth starts to become extremely sour. I did not expect that.
      But it tastes so good... yet my tongue feels like it can't handle it.
      Then suddenly, Yuya and I spot a guard walking by.

      We stand up straight and try not to look suspicious.
      Unfortunately, at that specific moment, the candy becomes so sour that none of us are able to keep a straight face.
      The guard looks at us both and presumably witnesses the two worst attempts at a pokerface in history.
      He is visibly confused but decides to keep walking.

      Both Yuya and I have to laugh out loud once he's gone.
      Good times.

      Updated 05-10-2012 at 03:18 PM by 37117

      Categories
      side notes , lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    5. Time dilation - Fighting Yuya - Closing my eyes

      by
      Hyu
      , 05-07-2012 at 02:42 AM (Hyu's Adventures)
      This one is kind of old and happened right after my last entry.
      I haven't really found the time to write it down until now.
      My dreams are also getting kind of long, which is amazing, but also kind of a pain to write down.


      The time is ticking.
      I have no choice but to diffuse the bomb, there is no way we'll get out of the explosion radius in time.
      I quickly grab an electric screwdriver from my back pocket and start removing the digital clock mounted on top of the bomb.
      There is less than one minute left on the timer.

      "Hurry up!"
      "Shut it!"

      Removing the clock reveals a highly complex maze of cabling.
      Screw this!
      I remove the electronics as well, in the hopes of finding a simpler set of cabling leading to the warhead.
      Fortunately I am right. The whole electronics are wired to the warhead by only two thick cables.
      I can do this!
      But my short burst of confidence is quickly shattered by a rather troublesome discovery.
      The warhead is nuclear.
      How the fuck did this happen? How did anyone manage to acquire a nuclear fucking bomb?

      A quick look at the dismantled clock reveals that I have 7 seconds left.
      I decide to cut one of the cables at random.

      "I know this setup! Cut the red one!"

      I move my knife to the red cable, but it shifts colors with the other yellow one.
      Whenever I switch, the cable colors switch as well. It's impossible to cut the red one. WTF!

      Seeing the last few seconds run out, I notice that I'm not really scared to die.
      I wonder why that is.

      Oh...

      Yeah...
      I start rubbing my hands but am interrupted by the bomb hitting zero and audibly powering up.
      Well... this is not good. I might wake up because of that.
      I think about quickly portaling the bomb away before it goes off, but then I notice that it is plugged into the wall with an extension cord.
      Really?
      I unplug it and the warhead turns off.
      Lol.

      I resume rubbing my hands but I am yet again interrupted, this time by the DC that was with me.
      I unsummon him because I have no time to deal with DC's right now.
      I need to stabilize the dream and get my second lesson in time dilation...

      ... I'm in Haven with Yuya and Liv.
      I have trouble stabilizing the dream but eventually manage to get there.
      Once stable I immediately get back to doing the awareness technique from the previous dream, sort of to show off in case Yuya tests me.
      But she doesn't. There is simply no need, she is fully aware of my thoughts and how aware I am right now.
      Liv is curious about what we are doing and I have a difficult time explaining it to her.
      She is unaware of the difficulty of remaining in a dream or the concept of stability.

      We walk along a path that I remember. I've been here before but I cannot quite remember what I was doing.
      Then I see the water pools, yep, this is the fighting practice area.
      Yuya starts walking onto one of the pools and I follow her.
      Walking on water is second nature to me nowadays, but thinking back, it's the first thing that Yuya taught me when I met her again.

      I suddenly get goosebumps and instinctively power up and take a defensive stance.
      Huh? It was Yuya.I felt the shock of her suddenly powering up.



      "Nice reaction!"
      "Cheers. What are we doing?"

      I barely manage to block her attack as she blinks towards me.
      Without my recent training she would have knocked me unconscious with this.
      I'm kind of in the mood to fight her now, I wonder how I compare to her nowadays.
      I smile.

      "Awareness Hyu."
      "What? Oh, you've got to be kidding me! During a fight???"
      "Why? Are you scared that I'll slap you across the face?"
      "Hahaha, alright, let's do this!"

      I awaken the dragon and charge towards her.
      She easily blocks all of my attacks. No surprise there though.
      So far so good, I manage to remain fully aware of my surroundings.
      The fight is pretty tame, I don't get myself into uncomfortable positions, have I gotten closer to the skill level of Yuya?

      She summons her pressurized spheres.
      Well shit. I forgot about those.
      The spheres are horribly dangerous and difficult to fight against.
      She basically creates 5 water spheres about the size of a basket balls.
      Then she compresses them down to the size of a grain of sand.
      I'm not even sure how it's possible to compress a liquid at all.

      The pressure of these spheres is immense. They can be used both defensively and offensively.
      She moves them around telepathically at extreme speeds and can make them burst whenever she wants,
      releasing the contained water at extreme pressures, cutting through anything in their way.

      You really can't let them touch you unless you don't mind loosing a limb.
      Fighting against them requires a lot of blinking, which causes stability problems due to the distorted vision.

      It would be rather useful to have my katana right now, but I'm not using it in a practice battle with Yuya, it's too dangerous.
      I don't use the dragon eyes either, because the thought on using them on a friend scares the shit out of me.
      In return she doesn't use her water extraction technique, which I wouldn't know how to fight against.
      I only saw her use it once in a fight.
      Within a split second she extracted the entire blood from her enemy and he died on the spot.
      It's a really scary technique.

      What am I doing?
      I'm thinking too much. I should look for openings instead and strike whenever I see one.
      But Yuya is way too skilled to provide such an opening, I'll have to force one.
      I create and launch spheres of compressed energy at her. Those are rather explosive and fairly dangerous.
      I got the idea from her water spheres. Attacks of compressed energy have their advantages.
      They are much more efficient against single targets.
      The technique is also cheap energy wise, so I can cast it a lot, making it an ideal tool to get someone off balance.

      She is moving 3 of her water spheres into a defensive position to cope with my relentless attacks.
      Time to get serious.
      I make an aggressive blink, right in front of her, and try to strike her with a fist.
      This is obviously not going to work, I expect her to blink away.
      I'm using a multiblink attack, which is very difficult to perform.
      I try to feel where she's going to blink to to dodge my attack and blink myself to the new location simultaneously.

      Blinking usually has some sort of cooldown, making this impossible, but using enough energy it is possible to force it.
      The energy required to do this is ludicrous though, so multiblink attacks are extremely exhausting.
      But you basically put your opponent into a position where he is forced to multiblink as well to dodge the attack.
      Yuya and I are skilled enough to do it about 4-5 times in a row, but after that everything hurts.
      Your aura is completely unstable at that point and takes seconds to recover, during which you cannot focus your energy at all.

      The reason I'm using such an attack is to nullify an immense advantage she has over me.
      She doesn't need to stay lucid. She lives in this world, I am merely a visitor.

      Here she goes.
      2 Blinks... 3, 4, and finally a fifth.
      The energy in my fist has completely dissipated due to all the blinking, and she can now easily block it.
      I land on the water surface and have difficulty remaining on top due to my now unstable aura.

      I attack her again, purely physically this time, as I neither of us can focus any energy.
      Whoever manages to focus his energy first will have the tremendous advantage of launching the first serious attack.
      I might have the advantage on this, dragonic energy is extremely unstable by nature, so I'm used to it.
      I should be able to focus my energy before my aura has fully stabilized.

      I can feel my aura tingling. This should be enough!
      I focus energy into the tattoo stretched over my right arm and quickly cast a fire based attack towards Yuya.
      She dodges it by blinking.
      How the hell can she do that???
      How is her aura stable enough already to blink?

      I screwed up big time. I casted this before my aura stabilized, and now it's completely messed up again.
      Yuya is over me charging towards me. She's casting a spell.
      Shit, I can't do anything.
      The water surface collapses beneath my feet and I am dragged underwater.
      She's controlling the water, increasing it's pressure attempting to hold me in place.
      I see her splash through the water surface still charging at me fast.
      She is wielding a trident.

      But she's overconfident. She's in her element, so she thinks I must be at a huge disadvantage.
      Yet, even though I do not control water, I can make good use of it.
      My aura stabilizes and I create an extremely strong electric field in front of me.
      Electrolysis! I split water into hydrogen and oxygen. The correct mixture is highly explosive.
      She realizes what I've done too late and I ignite the mixture with a fire sphere.

      Oh shit. I didn't think this through.
      The explosion is huge and we are both catapulted out of the water.
      Everything is extremely foggy because so much water evaporated and water drops are going everywhere.
      I can barely see. This is really dangerous, the dream could collapse.
      I don't even know where up and down is.

      I decide to completely ignore my vision and rely on my sense of global awareness instead.
      Good call! I sense 5 sources of compressed energy approaching. Water spheres!
      I quickly locate Yuya's aura and blink towards her.
      I catch her slightly of guard and manage to land a focused hit.
      She blocks it fine, but still.
      Focused energy attacks are better to avoid than to block.
      They cause all sorts of vibrations in your aura making followup moves difficult.

      I try to chain a few attacks together but quickly feel the exhaustion kicking in and I back up.
      Most of the water has come down and my vision becomes useful again.

      She performs a blink attack.
      Shit! She's going to chain them up.
      We blink a total of 4 times.
      It hurts so much.

      This keeps going for a few more rounds.
      One of us performs a multiblink attack and gets us both completely out of position.
      Then it's a race to the first attack and a matter of somehow defending against it.
      It is absolutely exhausting.
      My limbs become insanely heavy and I start to loose the ability to focus my energy properly.
      We fight for maybe a total of 15 minutes, which is actually quite a long time considering the speed we're going at.

      "Alright... let's call it a draw..."
      "No... I win."

      Oh come on. She's just as exhausted as I am, she can barely stand.

      "You lost awareness of your surroundings."
      "Fuck my life."
      "Haha. You completely forgot!"
      "..."
      "And guess what? You're still here."
      "Huh? I thought the goal of this was to remain aware of my surroundings."
      "No, that's not the goal at all. The goal is to have deeper dreams. The goal is to remain here for longer."

      ...
      Wait what?

      "Hold on a second!"

      She got that grin of her face.
      That "she knows everything" grin.

      "You're telling me the heightened awareness thing isn't actually necessary to stay lucid???"
      "Of course not! How would you pull that off for multiple hours in a row?"
      "..."
      "I said your awareness level was too random, we did some training to fix that."
      "So you're saying it is already fixed?"
      "I am now convinced that it is already fixed."

      Woah. That was fast.

      "So.. what are we doing now?"
      "Teaching you to let go."

      Let go? Let go of waking life?
      Not thinking about it all the time and rather focus on the dream?
      Of course... she told me many times before...

      I take a quick dip in the water to get rid of the smell.
      I'm sweating like a pig.

      We walk back towards Yuya's place, discussing dreaming and being awake.
      I mention Dreamviews, which I haven't done very often before.
      Yuya tells me to say hi to fOrceez and Dark_Merlin.
      Liv doesn't say a word. I don't think she's ever seen Yuya and me fight, that must have been quite intense for her.

      Damn... I'm so exhausted.
      Why do you even get exhausted in dreams?

      "Why wouldn't you?"
      "Eh... yeah..."
      "Indeed."
      "So, what do I do against it?"
      "... are you serious?"

      >_<

      "You sleep of course! Or did you think I would sleep just for fun?"
      "Well... now that you put it this way."

      Liv leaves us and we quickly get into bed.
      Goddamn I'm exhausted. Every muscle in my body hurts.

      "This is a problem"
      "What is?"
      "If I want to sleep I'll have to close my eyes."
      "So?"
      "I might wake up?"
      "zzz, you've picked up a lot of nonsense"
      "I have?"
      "These 'dream rules'. Darkness is bad, don't close your eyes. Don't talk. Yada yada."
      "Yeah, I kinda have, haven't I?"
      "I know the not talking one is nonsense, I talk all the time."
      "It's no different for closing your eyes."
      "I know you're right. I only wake up because I'm scared that I might. But it seems hard to get over."

      "Pff... hahahaha"
      "What's so funny?"
      "Hurr hurr, I'm a badass dragon, I can fight a goddess of water and do all sorts of shit."
      "Yet I can't even close my eyes.... haha.... I'm sorry Hyu, but this is funny."

      It kind of is.
      Screw it. Let's do this shit!
      I close my eyes.

      "You know, when you exploded half of the fucking training pool you didn't see anything either."
      "That didn't wake you up, so why would closing your eyes do so?"

      Yep, my thoughts exactly.
      I open my eyes again to sneak a closer look at her.


      WHAT THE FUCK?
      How am I awake? What is this shit?
      I'm a bit mad, but happy to have made progress.
      I take some quick notes and go back to sleep.
    6. Abducted and experimented on - Escaping from a Nightmare

      by
      Hyu
      , 09-30-2011 at 04:04 AM (Hyu's Adventures)
      Recently some of the abilities I can confidently use in lucid dreams have appeared in my non-lucid dreams.
      I occasionally find myself using them without thinking or realizing that I am in fact dreaming.
      The most common ones I use are "Fire" and "dragon eyes".
      They're both abilities I associate with dragonic powers in my lucid dreams.
      Creating and manipulating fire is rather straightforward, using the dragon eyes not so much.
      If a DC looks into my eyes whilst I have the "dragon eyes" open, I can order the DC to perform any action and he will obey.
      This works with most DC's, except those who seem unnaturally strong. (those who present themselves as other dreamers or other conscious entities)


      I'm at university, attending some kind of lecture.
      The dean enters the classroom and asks if I can come with him.
      This doesn't really surprise me, I sometimes help the school with some stuff, I assume it's about something related to that.
      I get up and follow him.
      He opens his office. There's 3 men inside wearing suits... weird.
      He closes the door without entering.

      "Mr. Zimmer?"
      "Yes? Can I help you?"
      "Indeed you can, we're from the FBI."
      "Oh? What brings you to Germany?"
      "You do, Mr. Zimmer... Or should I call you 'Hyu'?"

      I'm confused and feel horribly uncomfortable, as if I had committed some sort of crime.
      But I know I have not. Yet I am Hyu, but how do they know? It's the nickname I use on the internet, is this related to some of my online activities?
      It's the Fbi, they have no jurisdiction here.
      I try to remain calm.

      "Mr. Zimmer is fine. Please explain yourself, what do you want from me?"
      "We want you to come with us."
      "I'm afraid I'll need an explanation before I'm going anywhere, you have no jurisdiction here."
      "Indeed, we do not."

      The agent pulls out a gun and points it at my chest.
      I freak out as he pulls the trigger and I feel the pain of something penetrating my skin.
      What the heck? This wasn't a bullet! He shot me with a tranq gun.
      My body goes numb and I fall to the ground...


      ... I regain consciousness. It's cold...
      The room I'm in is dark and moist.
      I'm wearing nothing but underpants, and I am constrained on a metal chair.
      The metal is really cold... and it reeks. I'm scared.
      I try to move my arms, but I can barely move them a few millimeters.
      They are chained to the chair at multiple locations.
      I start panicking and try to pull myself loose.

      But I quickly understand that there is no way that is going to happen.
      My legs are chained in the same way my arms are, there are multiple belts as well, keeping my body constrained to the chair.
      The system is so solid and complex that I can't even turn my head.
      Fuck!

      I try to calm down. I need to think.

      Someone enters the room... he's wearing a doctors outfit... it's full of blood stains... fuck fuck fuck.
      He studies a chart and then approaches me.
      He turns on a spotlight attached to his headband, which blinds me.

      "Who are you???"
      "..."
      "Where am I?!"
      "..."

      He doesn't give a shit and completely ignores me.
      At first I think that he'll inject me with a huge syringe, but he actually proceeds to drain blood from my left arm.
      He's fucking disgusting. He smells horribly, as if he hasn't showered for weeks, and he doesn't look any better than he smells.

      Fuck this!

      I try to channel energy in order to set him on fire... but it fails miserably.
      Red lights on bracelets on my arms start flashing... and that's it... nothing happens. There is no fire.
      I realize the bracelets have tubes that feed into my arms... what the fuck?

      "Heh. Stupid shit. You're not going to use fire magic for a long time."
      "Guard! We're taking him with us. I want him to see something..."

      A guard enters the room and unlocks some of the chains.
      He then forces me to stand up and follow the doctor.
      The chains around my body are still massive. It's a complex setup of massive steel locks.
      The whole apparatus is heavy, I have a hard time walking with all the weight I have to carry.
      There's no way I'll be able to resist.

      I am brought into a room similar to the one I was held in.
      There's 2 prisoners inside.
      A girl and a guy, both about my age.
      I quickly realize that the girl is dead.
      It looks like she died of blood loss, which she lost through her eyes.
      How horrible!

      The guy seems quite scared. He looks at me, and I can see the desperation in his eyes.
      He knows he is going to die.

      The doctor approaches him. He is going to inject him with the blood he's taken from me... why?

      "They're going to kill me... just like they killed the girl."
      "Your blood killed her."

      The doctor intervenes: "Shut your mouth."
      But knowing what's going to happen to him, he doesn't care.

      "If there's anything you can do... do it."
      "They will torture you until they find a way to extract your abilities... and after that they'll have no more use for you."

      Fuck... if this is true... I have to act now... but how? I can't do shit with these bracelets.
      The doctor gets ready to insert the needle into his arm.
      I can feel the adrenaline pumping...

      ...

      The bracelets... they prevent me from using fire...

      "Hey doc!"
      "Shut it!"
      "You know, this is not going to work, you can't transmit the fire genes like that..."

      I'm pulling this out of my ass... I just need him to look me in the eyes before he performs the injection.
      Maybe they don't know what I can do if someone looks into my eyes, maybe they only know about the fire.

      "... Those tricks are not going to work. Don't waste my time."
      "Don't inject him and I'll tell you how to transfer my powers..."
      "... I've actually got them from someone else, I wasn't born with them."

      This is never going to work...
      He turns around and looks at me.
      Or maybe it will?

      "Bullshit!"
      "Look me in the eyes, do I look like I'm lying to you? My fucking life is on the line."

      And he does.
      Got you!

      I open the dragon eyes and stare right into his soul.
      I can see every bit of evil inside of him. What a disgusting and horrible person.
      He tries to resist, so I push it.
      His eyes turn bloody... he won't be able to take this for long.
      I need to hurry up.
      I order him with my mind.

      "Undo the bracelets!"

      He approaches me like a puppet and begins deactivating the bracelets.
      The guard notices and freaks out, yelling at the doctor to stop.
      But he doesn't... he can't even hear the guard, he can only hear the overwhelming voice of my mind.
      The guard pulls out his gun, but it's too late.
      The bracelets are off.

      The concentrated fire bullet I just launched at him hits him in the head and splits his skull.
      He drops to the ground dead.

      "PLEASE! Help me! I can get us out!"
      "I know the way, and I can open the doors."

      I don't have a choice, I have no idea where I am.
      He's wearing bracelets as well.
      I concentrate some fire onto them and they stop working.
      He closes his eyes and all the locks on his and my constraints unlock at once.

      "I control electricity. I can control most electrical devices."
      "That's useful..."

      I spot a small red led at the top of the room... fuck... a camera.

      "We need to get out. Now!"

      He gets up and we start running.
      The corridor outside the cell leads straight to a big steel security door.
      He opens it with his ability. It starts lifting upwards.

      But behind it, a whole armed task force is waiting for us.
      In panic, I prepare to set them all on fire, but it seems my new buddy got this.
      With a simple hand motion, he creates an electromagnetic field dragging all their equipment towards the ground.
      The belts of their machine guns prevent them from getting back up and we just run past them.

      This guy is amazing. He locks all doors around us, except for the ones we need to escape.
      We encounter little resistance on our way out since everyone is locked in other rooms.
      Finally we reach an elevator and get inside.

      Apparently we're at level "-28" which is also the lowest level.
      Where the fuck are we.
      It goes all the way up to "0", which is where we are going.

      The elevator doors open and we get out.
      We're in a rather small room, with some sort of reception and a big steel door which presumably leads outside.
      I can see a nuclear warning sign on it... I see. We are in an old nuclear bunker.
      A girl working the reception freaks out once she spots us and grabs a phone.

      "Do yourself a favor and don't bother..."

      I feel more confident now that we're nearly out. I'm not really that scared anymore.
      She drops the phone and puts her arms in the air.

      "Good girl."

      My new friends opens the door with a wave of his hand and the bright light from outside blinds me.
      We step out, not seeing anything, but then my vision normalizes...


      "Fuck..."
      "Yes. I thought you knew how to get out?"
      "We are out. But I had no idea where the fuck this facility actually was..."
      "Well shit..."

      We're in the middle of the desert.
      You can see extremely far from where we are, but there's nothing to see but sand.
      Never ending sand and the fucking door leading back into the nuclear bunker.

      Armed forces stream out of the bunker pointing their machine guns at us.
      There's a guy in a suit with them, presumably the leader of whatever is going on in the bunker.

      ... Hold on a second... I can teleport, can't I?
      Or... wait...
      WHAT THE FUCK?

      I'm angry... I'm properly mad.
      "WHAT IS THIS SHIT?"

      The guy I escaped with is confused.

      "What?"
      "THIS IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE!"

      I'm so pissed. How did I not notice.
      I need to unleash some of this anger...
      I approach the guy in the suit.

      Everyone starts shooting at me, emptying their magazines, but the bullets just bounce off me.
      What do they expect? I'm lucid, they can't do shit.

      I grab the guy by his neck and lift him off the ground.

      "If you meet my subconscious, kindly ask it: 'What the fuck?'"

      I set him on fire. The flames are purple, and so strong that he immediately disintegrates, not even leaving behind any ashes.
      In my anger I call out to Faye, associating her with my subconscious and thus as someone responsible for this nightmare.

      "FAYE!"

      She appears and immediately makes me a sign to let her say something first.

      "I didn't do this Hyu. This is not my fault. It wasn't me."
      "Then who did?"
      "No one... nightmares don't work like that..."

      I finally manage to calm down.
      And then I realize something rather important.

      "Sorry Faye... I didn't mean to be angry at you."
      "And I get it now. This is actually a positive experience, not a negative one."
      "Aha! How so?"
      "If I had this same nightmare and I wasn't lucid dreaming, I wouldn't have been able to break free from it."
      "The habits I've acquired in lucid dreams have helped me to escape from this nightmare, and from many others before."

      She smiles in agreement.

      I feel a lot better, somewhat refreshed actually.
      Beating a nightmare feels good. I feel strong, like I have an ability that most people don't.
      The dream fades away...
    7. Inside my brain / Spider

      by
      Hyu
      , 08-31-2011 at 11:19 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      Two non-lucids I thought were quite funny.

      Inside my brain
      I'm lost.
      The place I'm in is not very well lit. There are tube like things going everywhere and they look sort of organic.
      Between them a wooden bridge is spanned.
      It is rather shakey, but I'm walking it since I have nowhere else to go.

      Then I reach some sort of intersection, a spot with solid ground with bridges leaving into all directions.
      There's a man in the middle of it, standing in front of multiple monitors and a ludicrous amount of switches and buttons.
      He's wearing a smoking, a top hat and a monocle... classy!

      "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
      "I'm sorry, I seem to be lost."
      "What? Huh? It's you! You're inside of your brain! What are you doing here."

      Seems logical...

      "I'm checking on how things are running."
      "Ah. I see. I wasn't aware you could do that."
      "Well, things are running okay, you're really overusing the processing units at times, but we can manage."
      "Uhuh... so... what's this over there?"

      I point at the only location of interest. The tubes, which I now think are synapses are all sort of brown.
      However in one location, there's a ton of them in vivid red.

      "Erm... this part of the brain is dedicated to dirty thoughts sir."
      "Ah....... okay..."



      Spider
      I'm in my bathroom, wanting to take piss when suddenly I spot a rather sizable spider in front of the toilet.
      One of those with a fat body and thick hairy legs... ewwww. (I'm sort of arachnophobic)

      "Go away!"

      The spider clearly lifts its head up and looks at me.

      "Nope!"

      Huh? Spiders can talk? Well... I guess they can.

      "Why? This is my bathroom. Go away!"
      "Meh, not feeling it mate. Nice and warm in here, I'm going to stay."

      The spider clearly has a British accent.

      "Leave or I'll throw you out!"
      "Nope. I think I'm gonna jump you."

      The spider climbs up the toilet and stands on the closed lid.

      "What? ..."
      "I will jump you! I'm a superspider, I can jump this far!"

      Fuck! I'm getting really scared.
      But then memories of fighting with dragonic powers enter my head.
      In panic I launch a massive fireball at the spider.

      Spiders probably dead alright.
      Unfortunately the toilet is missing, and so is most of the wall behind it.
      Oops? A stranger outside walks by and looks at the massive hole in the room and scratches his head.

      My mom storms into the room.

      "What happened?!"
      "It was an accident!"
      "You accidentally blew a hole into your bathroom?"
      "But... there was a spider on the toilet!"

      I realize that this excuse makes no sense whatsoever and I'm lost as to how to explain this.
    8. Dancing with the wolves, Dragon at Stonehenge

      by
      Hyu
      , 07-05-2011 at 04:10 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      I've averaged about 5 hours of sleep the past few weeks which is obviously not very good for lucid dreaming, and I kind of stopped trying because it felt like a hopeless endeavor until I have more time.
      I still occasionally try to WILD during naps, which works sometimes, but nap dreams are always quite short.
      This is the first day where I could sleep for as long as I wanted in a long time.
      I went to bed wishing for a nice lucid.

      1. I'm at Uni. Someone tells me that they have seen wolves around here at night.
        They suggest that I close my windows at night because apparently wolves come and kill you in your sleep if you leave them open.
        I don't really believe any of it though.

        __
      2. I wake up in my bed and I am startled by a bright wolf right next to me.
        I check my windows. Yep, they're open, but why? I never leave them open.
        I quickly notice that the wolf isn't hostile at all, in fact he looks kind of cute.
        I pet him and he's clearly enjoying it...

        __
      3. Dancing with the wolves
        I wake up again. Well, that's not right, how can I wake up twice in a row?
        Oh. I'm dreaming, of course! How exciting! It's been some time since my last DILD.
        I immediately start contemplating doing all kinds of things when I notice that the dream is about to fall apart.
        I feel the buzzing vibrations all over my skin and my vision is fading to black. Shit!

        My first reflex is to spin wildly, even though I usually try to DEILD in these situations.
        Lucky for me, the spinning stabilizes the dream and the vibrations stop.
        That was close. I try to remain calm and take a walk in my apartment trying to get my emotions under control.
        I end up next to my bathroom and I hear someone singing in my bathroom.

        It's a female voice humming a melody. I can also hear water drops.
        Is someone in my bathtub? I walk inside my bathroom and I find Olivia Wilde in my bathtub.
        This is a huge surprise. Fortunately I've calmed down and I'm able to control myself and keep the dream stable.
        She's wearing clothes in the bathtub for some reason. Blue jeans and a grey shirt.

        "Why don't you join me?"

        The bathtub is wider than in waking life, there's easily enough place for the both of us.
        Why not? I enter the bathtub. The water feels nice and warm.

        "So, what is Olivia Wilde doing in my bathtub?"
        "Why don't you ask your subconscious?"

        Clearly a reference to this dream: Experimenting with Dream Control - Creating Worlds & Meeting Olivia Wilde

        "Am I not technically asking my subconscious already?"
        "Haha, you're good."

        I wonder where this is going.
        Suddenly Olivia imitates the howling of a wolf.

        "Okay?"
        "I want to run. I want to run aimlessly through the forest and enjoy this wonderful night."
        "Will you come with me?"

        "Sure"

        She stares deeply into my eyes.
        I can see the reflection in her eyes changing, it looks very interesting and she has very beautiful eyes.
        Suddenly I can feel the air brushing over my skin.
        We're outside now, in front of a forest I do not know.
        I understand that she just teleported the both of us here.

        It's the middle of the night, but everything is lit rather well by the full moon, which is bigger than usual.
        The lighting gives everything a rather mysterious but beautiful look.

        "Let's run!"

        Olivia turns into a big wolf right in front of me.


        It's bigger than a wolf in waking life, but that doesn't prevent it from looking absolutely adorable.
        She howls again, very loudly.
        Then she takes off into the forest. After a few meters she stops and looks at me.
        She's waiting for me.

        I feel like I'm supposed to turn into a wolf, and even though I know that I suck horribly at transforming into other beings, I give it a try.
        And oddly enough, it works perfectly.
        As soon as I have transformed myself into a white wolf, I can feel the urge to run through the forest.
        I howl loudly before entering the forest, and Olivia mimics it.

        We're running through the forest as fast as we can. We're ridiculously fast, I'm guessing that we're going about 100km/h.
        It's quite hard navigating the forest at these speeds, but oh my god, it feels SO GOOD.
        I can feel every single hair in my fur moving with the wind and I can see so clearly in the dark with my wolves eyes.
        This must be what WakingNomad feels like all the time.
        It's such a wonderful feeling to experience the world as a different being.

        We stop on a high hill where we can overlook the whole forest and we howl into the night.


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      4. Dragon at Stonehenge
        I open my eyes and quickly realize that I am waking up.
        I try to avoid moving in order to DEILD.
        Even though I have moved a bit, I'm still confident that I can enter a dream.
        I feel a sort of "click", like something has changed.
        For some reason I look to my left, even though there's nothing of interest there in my room in waking life.

        Olivia is lying right in front of me, our bodies are nearly touching.
        This startles me, I totally wasn't expecting this and my vision instantly blacks out.

        But then I feel myself falling and I hit the ground.
        I'm in the middle of the city.
        I get up and notice that everyone is looking at me.
        Right, I'm wearing nothing but shorts.

        "Move along."

        Everyone starts going back to their normal business.
        Haha, DCs are so easy to manipulate.
        I summon my dragon wings and take off into the sky.
        I pick a direction and fly towards is as fast as I can just a few meters over the ground.

        "Faster, FASTER!!!"

        I can feel the shock of breaking the sound barrier, and suddenly everything feels sort of calm.
        Except for the pressure on my skin which becomes greater the faster I go.
        I'm not really sure what I'm doing, but this feels great.
        I haven't flown for too long, I missed it.

        Mid-flight I decide I want to teleport to Teraluna.
        But I can't summon my phoenix wings whilst I have my dragon wings out... or something?
        I simply unsummon my dragon wings and then attempt to teleport which works.

        SHIT! I'm still going just as fast as before.
        My feat touch the ground and I try to break as hard as I can by quickly spreading my wings again.
        I'm sliding over Yuya's terrace at abnormal speeds, and I manage to stop just centimeters before hitting something.

        "Quite a dramatic entrance, I'll give you that."
        "Yuya!"

        I give her a big hug.

        "You're in a good mood!"
        "Of course I am!"

        I notice I still have my dragon wings out.

        "I will turn into a dragon!"
        "Okay?"
        "I turned into a wolf before, I can do it!"
        "Of course you can. Hey, let's go fly together!"

        Yuya opens a portal hovering over the ground.
        We both jump in. I come out on the other side transformed into a dragon.
        This is earth! We're just above the clouds.
        Yuya comes out of the portal, she has many watery wings, they look beautiful.
        We both dive through the clouds, flying straight down to catch speed and break off the free fall just before hitting the ground.
        We fly over open fields and I occasionally roar deeply to make it known that a dragon is flying in the skies.

        We slow down when I see a familiar object.


        Stonehenge! I don't think I've ever been here before.
        We land on one of the pillars, there doesn't seem to be anyone else here.
        For some reason I have to think of WakingNomad. I remember reading that he's been here a few times.
        It feels appropriate to let him know that I was here, so I roar as loudly as I can up into the sky.

        I put so much pressure into roaring that I am accidentally spitting quite a bit of fire.
        The sound is deep and so loud it causes the ground to vibrate.
        As I stop I see that flames are still travelling towards the clouds.
        I think I overdid it "a bit".
        I look at Yuya.

        "Oops?"

        We both start laughing and I loose my transformation and fall off the pillar to the ground back in human form.
        Yuya drops to the ground right next to me, she probably lost her balance as well.
        We keep laughing like little children. Life is good.
    9. Yuya and Silver save my life in a fight against a Paladin hunting Dragons

      by
      Hyu
      , 06-08-2011 at 05:50 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      I am walking aimlessly over a big field.
      Something feels completely wrong.
      I can't quite put my finger on it, but I am a bit scared.
      Somehow the whole experience is a bit frightening even though it shouldn't be.
      I have a feeling like the color is being drawn out of the world.
      I don't like this at all.


      Fortunately I then realize that I'm dreaming, but that scares me even more...
      Usually whenever I get that sort of nightmare feeling, which I have right now,
      it goes away immediately after I become lucid, but this time, it doesn't.

      Suddenly, I feel a very scary presence behind me.
      I am nearly too afraid to turn around to face it, but I end up doing it.
      There's a man. Even though he's dressed in white, he's dark... so very dark.
      It's his presence, it is his urge to kill me, I can feel it... so strongly.

      He's wearing a white and silver armor with a white coat and he is wielding a very large polearm.
      He approaches me slowly.
      Why am I so afraid of him?

      He calls me by a name that I do not know, but it is clearly meant for me, and I have no doubt that I am the person he is looking for.
      He also calls me a dragon and a dream warrior and claims he is a paladin himself.

      "You shall die by my hand in the name of the lord."

      I am so fucking scared. I don't know what to do, I feel completely helpless.
      He takes his polearm and charges me. FUCK!

      Somehow my body reacts by itself.
      The dragon within me awakens, or rather explodes. I have never powered up even remotely this fast.
      I instinctively summon my katana trying to block the inevitable hit.

      I black out for a second as he hits me...

      The land is on fire. I am fully charged up. My aura burns, the sky is red and the clouds are burning.
      I am so afraid, afraid to die. I don't care if I use too much power, I just want to survive somehow.
      He keeps attacking me relentlessly, and I am only barely able to dodge and block his hits. Everything happens so fast.
      The moves I use are not my own, my body reacts instinctively, and I know if I interrupt this I will die, if I think, I will die.

      "Do you know how we kill dragons?"

      He activates some device on his polearm and my katana dematerializes in my hand and rematerializes in a holster attached to his polearm.

      "You dragons are helpless without your weapons."

      Fuck... FUCK!
      He walks towards me slowly. He knows without my katana I don't stand a chance, there's no need for him to rush.
      I'm so afraid.
      In my desperation I call out into the fabric of space and scream as loudly as I can:

      "YUYA!!!"

      He's getting closer and closer, just a few more steps.
      Finally, he strikes, slowly...

      But right before his polearm hits me, I hear the sound of a metallic collision.
      I look up. Another man is standing in front of me, blocking the polearm with his sword.
      He looks at me over his shoulder.
      I know this man. I know him so well...

      Silver! It is Silver! A man from my childhood dreams, a friend in combat, just like Yuya and Selene.
      Then I see Yuya, she is here as well. They must have arrived at the same time.
      However, they clearly appeared independently, because Yuya is quite surprised to see Silver and even calls out his name in amazement.

      Silver looks at me.

      "Fight!"

      What a simple word, but such complexity behind it.
      Suddenly I am no longer afraid. I am no longer alone.
      The nightmare feeling disappears and the paladin takes a few steps back.

      "You're friends of the dragon. All of you will die. No one opposes the lord."

      Silver puts a hand on my shoulder:

      "He's a paladin. Paladins kill dragons."
      "Now take back your sword, you have the power to cast it into the void."

      I order my katana to be cast back into the fabric of space and summon it again, and sure enough I'm holding it in my hand.
      The paladin doesn't seem too surprised, he's confident that he can take on all three of us at the same time.

      "Well done dragon. By asking your friends for assistance you have signed their death warrant."
      "Dragons are horrible creatures. How you are able to make friends is beyond me, all of you must die."

      I am angry. He is blinded by his beliefs, he has no idea what it means to be a dragon.
      He is committing genocide without understanding anything.

      "You are but a fool following a false god."
      "A man who only believes but does not try to understand is nothing."

      The paladin seems furious because I called his lord a false god.

      Even with the power of all 3 of us combined, we only seem to be on even terms.
      But it feels just like old times, like in my childhood dreams where I would fight together with Yuya Silver and Selene.
      We fight together so well, like a perfect choreography.
      Silver and I both use our swords and direct energy attacks, whereas Yuya uses her water magic.
      But somehow, it just isn't enough.

      Yuya is clearly struggling, and I am very worried for her. If something happens to her it will be my fault.

      "First I will kill your girl. I will kill her slowly. And I will make you watch."

      I can see fear in Yuya's eyes after hearing that.

      Suddenly, my mind is blank.
      I am calm. Perfectly calm.
      It is the calm you experience when your anger is so strong that somehow you drop back into a state of calm.

      "Stop."

      Silver and Yuya stop, not doubting my request for a second.
      I drop my katana to the ground and cancel all of my dragonic energy.

      "You fool. Are you sacrificing your self?"
      "There is but one fool here."

      I power back up, but not on dragonic energy.
      I use the same energy I use to summon my phoenix wings, a much more pure and divine power.
      My phoenix wings appear, but not on my hand this time.
      They appear on my back and they are huge and colorful.
      This power is so very different from the dragonic one.

      I look into the paladins eyes and take a step forward.
      For some reason I am right in front of him now, I have no idea how I managed to approach him so fast,
      and clearly neither does he.
      With my right hand I reach into the body of the paladin and grab onto his very soul and pull it out.
      It feels like an ability I can only use if I truly believe that a person deserves to die, if there is no doubt whatsoever in my mind.
      His body drops to the ground dead.

      I look into the eyes of the helpless soul I hold in my hand.

      "Wherever you may go, let it be known that if anyone in the whole of existence threatens my love again, I will hunt them down."
      "I don't care if they are paladin, I don't care if they are king or even if they are god. I will hunt them to beyond the planes of existence and I will crush them with my bare hands."

      I watch his soul burn away in purple flames as I crush it with my hand.
      My anger finally disappears.
      I can't believe how angry I just was.

      I hold out my hand to Silver and he shakes it.

      "Thank you."
      "So long."

      He turns around and vanishes.
      He has always been a man of few words and I have a feeling I will not see him again anytime soon.


      The rest of my memories of this dream are quite foggy.
      Why did I call Yuya "my love"?
      Was she really my lover, or did I love her as a friend I trust with my life?

      This was also remarkably scary for a lucid at first, but it turned out quite amazing.
    10. You are Dragon

      by
      Hyu
      , 05-22-2011 at 01:19 AM (Hyu's Adventures)
      I'm on Teraluna.
      Yuya is teaching me about dream bubbles, or temporary dimensions like she calls them.
      We've done this before, but this time she's telling me how to create a completely customized bubble, with my own rules at will.
      She's explaining that using the 'natural bubble' we spawn in when we dream requires little to no energy, but it is also impossible to fully control.
      We can definitely influence it to a great extend, but the control is limited.

      Creating a custom bubble whilst in the dream plane requires a lot of energy, and it is fully customizable, but unfortunately they are very small and somewhat limited in features.
      You can create a simple room, and apply some rules to this room, but you cannot create a beautiful outdoors environment for example.

      The idea is quite basic, create a custom room and apply the rule "create gradually more powerful monsters attacking myself".
      According to Yuya this is a rather high level training method, and quite effective.
      Not only do you have to stay alive, but you also have to keep the dream bubble up, which requires a high degree of concentration.
      Maintaining such concentration during a battle is very hard.

      I don't understand how it works, but I somehow understand how to do it.
      It's quite complex and requires delicate energy manipulation and a lot of willpower.
      You have to fade into the new dimension at the same time you're creating it, it is a very weird and confusing experience.
      My first few attempts are quite unstable, and the dream bubble breaks twice.
      When it breaks I simply fall out from the spot I created it.
      But then I get a feeling for it, and suddenly it seems very straightforward.

      I am fighting waves of increasingly more powerful monsters, using my dragonic powers and my katana.
      Even though the monsters are very realistic, there is no blood or anything.
      When I slice through one, it simply fades away.

      I'm trying to push myself to the limit, to see how powerful I truly am.
      My own aura causes massive vibrations throughout my body, it feels great!
      I move at an incredible speed, and the heat of my aura leaves burning trails behind me.
      The dragon tattoo is fully grown and glowing in a bright blue.
      Even though when I fully focus, time progresses so slovely I can time every one of my movements perfectly,
      I still occasionally manage to move so quickly that my mind cannot keep up.
      It's a fantastic experience.

      I'm at my limit, I cannot keep up with the monsters anymore, at this point I'm just reacting instinctively to stay alive.
      One scorpion like monster manages to pierce me with its tail.
      It feels really cold for a split second, then the dimension disappears and I fall back to Teraluna.
      I check my chest, I haven't hurt myself, this really is an amazing way to train!

      ... I'm now at Yuya's place.
      I'm exhausted and we go to bed... I feel myself falling asleep very quickly...
      I know this feeling from waking life. The numbness of my body, the heavy blanket feeling, the lightheadedness, I'm beginning to dream!

      I am floating through darkness. I do not have a body, I am pure energy.
      A scene starts to form around me.
      The ground is volcanic, there are small crates everywhere and colorful plasma is streaming out of them.
      There are a few lava streams as well.
      I realize I cannot be on a planet. The horizon has no curvature and there is no atmosphere, I can see directly into space even though it is daytime.
      Somehow this place feels oddly familiar.

      I feel a presence behind myself and turn around, I am still floating in the air.
      A white and blue dragon approaches me. He is very beautiful but also very fear inducing.
      He has two pairs of insanely large Wings, and two tails with white blades on them.
      He stops right in front of me, gazing into my eyes.
      His voice is deep and so strong it is resonating in my body.

      "You are Dragon!"

      I am surprised by this statement, even though people call me Dragon all the time.
      I always figured I was somehow using dragonic abilities, but I never considered being an actual dragon.

      "I use the powers of a Dragon."
      "No. You are Dragon. Always."
      "You were born Dragon. Appearances are irrelevant. You are Dragon!"
      "I am here because you need to know this."
      "You are near the age of waking. When you do, your powers will fully awaken."

      His presence is absolutely overwhelming, I feel that whatever question I would ask would be inappropriate.

      "Thank you."
      "Remember... you are Dragon... ALWAYS."
      "Yes."



      I wake up in my bed at home. I want to tell Yuya about this dream, but when I turn around I realize my mistake.
      I am not on Teraluna, I am at home... I just woke up... stupid me.
      I take some quick notes but then my eyes start to itch.
      Rubbing my eyes, I walk to the bathroom to check in the mirror if I have something in them.

      I am shocked when I see myself in the mirror. My eyes are glowing lightly... The same way Yuya's eyes do, the same way mine do when I look at myself in a mirror on Teraluna.
      What is happening???
      I am Dragon... always? Shit... this can't be!
      I turn around to look at my back in the mirror, searching for the dragon tattoo which I know cannot be there.
      But there it is...
      It is not fully formed yet, my skin is bleeding in the spots where the dragon tattoo is in my dreams, and it is slowly being filled with color.
      Holy shit... am I really a Dragon? Am I awakening?
      I can't decide if I should be amazed or be worried about the consequences this would have on my future life.

      But then I realize that I'm wrong.

      Of course... I am still dreaming, holy shit!

      I wake up again, this time for real.
    11. The quest for the lost Katana - Awakening the dragon within in the most exciting fight

      by
      Hyu
      , 04-26-2011 at 12:45 AM (Hyu's Adventures)
      This dream was bloody amazing o_o
      It was so exciting!
      I wrote it down immediately after waking up to make sure I don't forget anything.





      I set myself an alarm for ~5 hours of sleep to WILD.
      I had a hard time transitioning... I was about to give up but then somehow I ended up in a dream anyways.

      I'm on Teraluna, in front of Yuya's house.
      Before entering I decide to attempt to induce a "deep dreaming state" similar to here.
      I grab a fruit from a bowl on Yuya's table and sit down in a meditative pose, trying to focus on each of my senses individually.
      But just before I feel that I'm done, I am interrupted by something very weird.
      I hear a deep growl, like in a thunderstorm, and I see the sky above me deforming.
      It feels like someone is trying to break through the sky, but that doesn't make any sense.

      Actually, it does, the protective energy shield surrounding Haven?
      The ground starts to shake, it is so strong I nearly fall over.
      The growling is now excessively loud. I am confused. Something is wrong.
      A big creature smashes into the ground right besides me and debris is shot into the air.
      At first glance, he looks human, but he's excessively muscular and at least 3 meters tall.
      He looks at me with a dark smile. I don't like this at all, I feel like he's here specifically for me.

      Yuya storms out of her house.

      "NO!"

      The man grabs my arm and I am dragged into a wormhole.
      I fall out in a completely different place.
      I get up, ready to defend myself.
      This place looks dark, I don't feel very well at all.
      It's a place of ruins, I feel that many battles have taken place here, and many souls have died."

      "Why did you bring me here?"
      "To die..."
      "... why do you want me to die?"
      "You're supposed to be dead."
      "What?"
      "Pff... you don't get it, and you won't, and I don't give a fuck that you're alive again or why you are."
      "Then why do you want to kill me?"
      "This discussion is pointless, I just want to kill you."
      "Why the fuck would you want to do that?"
      "Pointless... absolutely pointless..."

      He seems disappointed.
      He approaches me slowly, making a fist with his right hand.
      This feels so real... I have had dreams that felt perfectly real before, but for some reason, this is even more intense.
      It's not that my senses are superior to previous dreams but... I'm afraid.
      I feel real danger emerging from this man, like he could really hurt me.
      I don't understand why that is, and it confuses me.

      My phoenix wings are not reacting, I cannot get out, I must fight... or... I could try to wake up?
      No! I won't. I must fight. I do not know why, but I am absolutely certain that it is the right decision.

      He charges me, and I blink a few meters back, trying to increase my focus on this battle.
      But he blinked right with me.... FUCK!
      I try to defend myself from the imminent hit with my arms, drawing up a protective energy shield around me, but I am still hit hard.
      I feel the pressure of his hit all over my body, the energy shield makes a cracking sound and disappears, I'm not sure if I would have made it without it.
      He's strong... too strong maybe. I can't feel his energy, probing his aura reveals nothing.

      He charges again... I launch a sphere of energy at him, but he just blinks through it.
      I concentrate as hard as I can... time slows down allowing me to evade a few hits and place myself in an advantageous position.
      With all the energy I can muster into a fist, I hit him in his shoulder.
      I can feel my energy resonating in his shoulder and causing some damage and he blinks away.

      He laughs histerically.

      "AHAHAHAHA, this is going to be SO MUCH FUN!"
      "FIGHT you little dragon, FIGHT WITH ALL YOU GOT!"

      I feel threatened, but at the same time he makes me furious, trying to kill me without even explaining what the fuck is going on.
      He summons a very long katana, probably 2 meters long.
      I power up as hard as I can, the dragonic energy causes strong vibrations within my body, and I feel very hot.

      "AHAHA, you're gonna fight me with your fists? WITH YOUR BARE HANDS?"
      "You amuse me dragon."

      Fuck... the katana... if only I had my...
      He blinks in front of me, trying to slice me with his katana.
      I blink away, but he keeps blinking after me.
      With every blink we make, he manages to barely slice into my skin.
      It hurts every time he cuts me. He doesn't deal any real damage, but I can't keep going like that, this needs to stop.
      I'm fighting a loosing battle, I need to do something now!
      If only I had my katana... if only I knew more about these dragonic powers...

      Thinking about the dragon within me, I feel anger... rage... fury!
      Fuck dodging these hits!
      I carefully time my next blink and manage to deflect his katana with my left arm.
      I hit him right in his stomach with my right arm, releasing much more energy than last time.
      But he manages to blink back before I have released all of the energy.

      As he blinks back, my body reacts on it's own fueled by anger.
      I use both of my hands to launch a fireball at him, it should hit him just after he exits his blink.
      But my body keeps going instinctively, I form a ball of energy in each hand and launch one angled to the left and the other to the right.
      He appears out of his last blink with the fireball right in front of him.
      He instinctively dodges it by blinking sideways, causing him to blink right into one of the energy balls.
      It explodes and he is launched against part of the ruins.

      All of this happened within less than a second, the battle is so fast, and he is so powerful.
      But finally I can catch a short break.
      I feel vibrations in my arms from launching spells so quickly in a row.
      It feels like the bloody in my veins is on fire, but it doesn't really hurt.

      I feel powerful, and so angry. But... it's a bit different from anger I experience in waking life.
      It doesn't feel like I am controlled by my anger at all, it feels more like the the dragonic energy causes me to feel angry,
      but without loosing control, and without properly despising anyone, more like a "state of mind to battle".
      The power of my dragonic energy feels a bit like a combustion engine.
      The harder I rev it, the stonger the vibrations, the anger and my power becomes.
      But I have no idea how hard I can rev this energy through my body, the vibrations feel like they could be dangerous to myself if I overdo it.

      If have many small cuts and bruises on my body, but nothing serious, but I can still feel the pain.
      It doesn't numb down the way it usually does, but I somewhat enjoy it...
      I enjoy the fear, the pain, the anger, the power, not knowing what will happen next, it is SO EXCITING!
      The man emerges from some debris, he doesn't seem hurt very much, just a few small burns on his chest.

      He smiles

      "This may become an interesting fight after all."

      He's extremely arrogant, acting as if I pose no challenge against him.
      He summons two large snakes and sends them to attack me from left and right.
      I can somehow remember moves, as if I suddenly had conscious access to my muscle memory.
      I let the anger fuel me and concentrate energy into my right arm.
      The dragon tattoo on my back has grown tribal extensions over my right arm which are now detaching from my arm, forming a glowing red whip.
      The end is still attached to the tattoo.
      I grab onto the whip and use it to kill both snakes with ease. It immediately turns back into the tribal tattoo.

      I charge at him, but he summons a lot more snakes, too many to handle with the whip.
      I concentrate my energy into both of my fists and hit the ground below me with both of them, releasing all the energy in the process.
      The energy creates a burning shockwave which obliterates all the snakes attacking me.
      I blink in front of him. Because he's so big I end up mid-air, and try to punch him in the face.
      He blocks with an arm, and hits me in the face.
      I can't block it, and I can't draw a barrier in time, but oddly enough his punch doesn't hurt that much.
      I land on my feet without falling over.

      Blood is leaking from my nose.
      I lick it, looking at him, and I smile.

      "You're right, this may indeed become an interesting fight after all"

      That was a very arrogant move, but all this battle emotions make me so excited.
      I feel that I'm strong, and I deserve to act like that, in fact I believe this is the proper etiquette when battling other beings of such strength.

      I finally manage to probe his aura. He's way stronger than me.
      Then again, my aura is a lot stronger than last time I battled.
      I don't know what the difference in power between us is, but I feel like he's stronger, but I'm slightly faster.

      He laughs hysterically.

      "That's the spirit."
      "NOW BRING IT ON AND DIE!"

      I power up even further. The energy revs through my body faster, I feel that I'm approaching the limit of my body.
      My eyes start to burn up. I feel pressure and heat on them.
      The sky turns into a dark red color, and the clouds turn into storms of fire.
      I understand why this is happening:

      Those who use the eyes of the dragon shall see the red sky burning, and so shall those who glance into these eyes.

      We charge at eachother. He jumps up high, trying to slice me with his katana from above.
      I can feel so much energy emitting from his blade. I can never let it touch my body.

      I instinctively jump up as well, trying to meet him mid air, to clash our swords.
      But... I don't have my katana? Why did I jump?
      But then I realize why. My katana... I have been searching for it... but it has been with me all along.
      It is a sword made specifically for me, to be used by my powers: those of a dragon.
      This is why it was forged using a bit of the essence of my own dragonic energy.
      This sword has a spirit... and as such I can hide it by depositing it within the fabric of space, which only very few beings can access.
      And this is where it is... where I left it years ago as a child... everywhere yet nowhere.

      We're both approaching each other in the air, closing in for the kill.
      I call out into the fabric of space for my katana, and it materializes in my hands.
      It is so full of energy, I must have left it like that.
      We both swing our swords, time has slowed down to the extreme.
      The blades clash, and release tremendous amounts of energy.
      A small bit of his sword shatters, and fractures form all over the blade.
      I notice a lapse in his focus and take the opportunity to blink and ram my katana into his heart.

      Due to the speed of these actions, we land about 10 meters from eachother.
      He's holding his damaged sword, and my hatana is lodged in his chest.

      Yuya appears from a portal, ready to help me fight, but she quickly realizes just how strong my aura is right now.
      She looks at me somewhat surprised. She was obviously worried sick.
      The man jumps at me again, trying to finish me with his sword now that I have no blade to defend myself.
      Yuya wants to act but I interrupt her with my thoughts.

      "Don't be afraid... I got this..."

      She stops...
      I look at the man, who is halfway through his jump.
      My katana is still full of energy, and lodged in his chest.
      I give him a dark smile, to make him understand that he will now die.
      I snap my fingers, and all the energy in my katana is released at once.
      The man, whoever he was, is burned to dust by the energy, and his broken sword falls to the the ground and is shattered into pieces.
      I catch my katana. It is very beautiful, but I'll have time to admire it later. I cast it back into the fabric of space.

      I approach Yuya, slowly powering down. The sky turns back to its normal color, and the vibrations slow down.

      "Are you alright???"
      "Yes. Just a few bruises."

      Considering my blood covered face and all the cuts, this may have been somewhat of an understatement.
      She seems speechless.
      She understands exactly how strong this man just now was.

      "Sorry for making you worry, I was trapped in this place."
      "It's.... it's all right... you're safe... but... how did you remember... these powers... and your sword?"
      "I suppose all it took was to fight for real once."
      "At least I think this was for real... was it?"

      She goes back to her mysterious self, knowing that I am safe.

      "Maybe... only you know the true limits of your abilities."

      I feel absolutely amazing.
      The feeling of overcoming such danger, of winning a fight against such a deadly opponent, the power I experienced just now.
      But as the vibrations leave my body, my vision blacks out.


      I wake up.
      I feel extremely refreshed, full of energy, I feel like going for a run around the block right now.
      But it's still a bit early for that...
      I get up and start writing down this dream.
      Screw taking notes and getting back to sleep, I don't want to forget a single detail...
    12. Yuya explains a few things about energy and magic.

      by
      Hyu
      , 01-27-2011 at 02:06 AM (Hyu's Adventures)
      non dream - lucid - non lucid

      I've been working on a project, programming all day.
      I'm very tired and take a short break.
      I remember that last time I was so exhausted I managed to WILD during a nap quite easily.
      Sounds like a good idea.
      I turn on some ambient music, set myself an alarm clock for 30 minutes and lean my rather comfortable chair all the way back.
      It takes little time for HI to appear, though I didn't even notice any of the usual SP signs.
      I can't really remember how I transitioned, but I was trying to visualize Yuya and Teraluna.

      I fall on my ass.
      Yuya is sitting in a chair close to me, looking at me slightly confused but mostly amused.
      I get up, slightly amused myself, but try to block out any thoughts related to waking life.
      Yuya looks different than usual. She's wearing more casual clothes, and her hair is shorter, dark blonde, and kept in place by some sort of bandana.
      It's definitely her though.
      I greet her and ask her about her appearance.
      She explains that she likes to change it when she leaves Teraluna.
      I notice I'm indeed on a different planet, but it is confusing the hell out of me.
      I try to focus on Yuya rather than on my surroundings, which aren't very clear.

      I take a seat next to her wondering what I should talk to her about. A thought suddenly pops into my head.

      "Hey Yuya, tell me about magic."


      She looks at me, slightly surprised, but she also seems quite happy about the question.
      "Magic..."
      She shows me her hand, as if she was holding something, but it's empty.
      A small ball forms over her hand and starts growing.
      It's clearly water, but unaffected by gravity, it just hovers over her hand.

      "There's an infinity of different kinds of Magic.
      Magic is basically a manifestation of energy."
      I make sure I don't focus on the water bubble too much, but rather on what Yuya is telling me.


      (I don't remember the conversations exactly word for word. I remember the content of the conversation and some snippets. I filled in the holes with what I think seems right)
      "If you use your energy for something, that's magic.
      You've opened a portal before, you've teleported, you've reinforced your own body, all of that is magic.
      But everyone has a certain affinity for different kinds of magic.
      Creating water may be very easy for me, but it may be very hard if not impossible for someone else."
      "So, considering that you used to be the goddess of water, it makes sense that you have a very high affinity for water based magic?"
      "Yes, exactly."
      I ask her about music based magic, but she says that she's not very skilled with it.
      "So what about me, what did I use? I've recently remembered that I can use dragonic powers?"
      That puts a smile on her face, she's excited.
      "Yes! You're a dragon! ... I mean... you can use the same powers as a dragon, which is quite rare.
      You see, most dreamers use shamanic magic. They transform into something stronger than they are, often an animal, and acquire more powers that way.
      What you usually do is different though. Although the basic idea is the same, it couldn't be any more different.
      You understand on the lowest level how a dragon uses his energy and you adapt your own aura so it mimics that of a dragon perfectly."
      "You see, many people can transform into a dragon, fly and spit fire, but they cannot discharge energy with the same brutality a true dragon can.
      Although this is very powerful, being able to quickly transform into a set of other creatures has it's upsides...
      By the way, you can use more powers than just those of a dragon, like the wings you use to teleport."
      She asks me excited:
      "Can you awaken the dragon within?"
      I focus on the core of my energy and try to change it into that of a dragon.
      The energy flows faster through my body, it starts to vibrate and the power discharge feels dirty and slightly uncontrolled.
      I feel the dragon tattoo on my back growing over my right arm and parts of my face.
      It's not really visible, it's more like heat inside of my body.
      I feel insanely powerful and get very excited.

      Yuya looks at me amazed:

      "Next time, let's go on an adventure, just like in the old days... you are ready!"
      I get super exited at this point... too excited, and I wake up.


      There's another 3 minutes until the alarm clock is supposed to go off.
      I'm surprised since the dream felt quite short, less than 5 minutes for sure,
      yet so much time has passed in the waking world.


      Note1: I clearly remember creating a story for a manga when I was much younger, inspired by the dreams I had at the time.
      It followed a similar set of rules, and the hero learned to use dragonic powers at some point in the story.
      Even later in the story he learned to use special wings to travel through dimensions, which strongly remind of how I teleport in dreams.
      No-one was able to transform into other beings in this story though, but I know that I did modify quite a few things so the story made more sense.

      Note2: holy shit! I want to have insane dream battles, now!
      Tags: dragon, energy, magic, yuya
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      lucid , memorable , side notes