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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. Plans

      by
      Hyu
      , 07-25-2013 at 03:33 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      What the fuck am I doing?
      I'm feeling awkward... anxious? eerie. Yes, that's the right word, eerie. I feel overwhelmingly eerie.
      I don't feel the way I'm supposed to feel, given that I might loose everything, and that is immensely irritating.
      And then I had the glorious idea to take that orb, which I was told would inevitably lead to my death.
      I'm confused as to why I have made that choice. It seemed obvious at the time, but I just don't understand.
      Perhaps it was because I am desperate. Perhaps it was to put and end to this feeling of eeriness.
      Or perhaps, deep down, I know what I'm doing. Maybe. Hopefully?
      One thing is for certain. The decision I've made is final. There is no going back. There is only one path left to walk.
      From now on there are no more choices to be made, and that is somewhat of a relief.



      I arrive on the central platform in Riven on Teraluna, where everyone is waiting for me.
      The city feels abandoned. The animals have gone. I don't like it. It doesn't feel like home right now.
      It's nice to see the old gang together though, although I wish it was under different circumstances.
      Yuya, Shinave, Silver... even Ifrit is here? That is unexpected.
      Everyone is eagerly waiting for me to explain what is going to happen next.
      What am I going to say?



      But then all of a sudden, looking at everyone, I gain an immense burst of confidence.
      Everyone has so much confidence in me. They trust me completely. They know that we stand no chance whatsoever to survive the battle that is ahead.
      But they are smiling. Well, when I say everyone, I mean everyone besides Ifrit. Clearly he doesn't want to be here.
      And saying that he would have any confidence in me whatsoever is ridiculous. He hates me.

      I take a deep breath. What's the plan, now that I have the orb?
      Yes... that's how we're going to do it...

      "Silver... do you still practice sealing techniques."
      "Yes. What do you have in mind?"
      "How well could you seal off this area?"
      "The entire platform?"
      "Yes..."
      "Hmmm..."

      He thinks about it for a bit.

      "If focus solely on that and noting else, I can give you an interdimensional seal covering the entire platform for a few minutes..."
      "15, maybe 20?"

      That is impressive. I never expected him to be able to do that much. Not with such a high level sealing technique.
      This might work... sort of. It's all going to depend on me.

      "Alright... I have a plan."

      The magic words.

      "The templars are all united in the same location, scanning for our auras."
      "They know the rough location of Teraluna, but even though they are immensely far away, they have not come any closer."
      "This leads me to assume that they have access to a gate, and they plan on dialing in once they have our location."

      Silver points at the gate on the platform we're on.



      "An ancient gate?"
      "Yes."
      "Indeed... I suppose they are capable of using the old network. And it's not like the cities barrier will provide much protection against them."
      "Using the gates they also won't waste any energy to get here... What do you want to do? Block the gate?"

      Heh.

      "Quite the contrary."
      "Oh?"

      I see some slightly confused faces.

      "We're going to send them an invitation. Show them right where we are, and open the gate ourselves."

      Everyones eyes are opening widely.
      And then I smile.
      And then everyone else smiles.
      Except for Ifrit of course.

      "ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE?"

      I ignore him.

      "When I give you the sign Silver, seal off the entire platform for as long as possible."
      "Yuya, Shinave, protect Silver. The seal must not be broken."

      They nod.

      "Ifrit... are you in or out?"

      Silence.
      He draws a fire portal behind himself and turns away.
      Shinave is clearly disappointed by these actions.

      "You're going to run away?"

      Considering that he's one of the ancient gods, that was very offensive.
      But clearly he doesn't give a fuck about my opinion. I am no god. I am a lesser being.
      He would have killed me long ago would it not be for Shinave to have urged him not to do so.

      "Should you survive this day due to some miracle, know that I will end you."
      "For what? Trying to save Teraluna while you run away?"
      "It's all your fault. EVERYTHING is your fault."

      Shinave intervenes. "It isn't."
      He hates it. All gods should always side with him. After all he was the leader of the council of gods.
      Which interestingly did actually fall apart because of me. That was my fault. In my defense though, it was beyond corrupt.

      "At least I'm not hiding in the godly realm while the fate of Teraluna is decided."

      His eyebrows twitch in anger and he leaves through his portal. He doesn't want to hear any more of it.

      "I'm not sure what I was expecting, bringing him here."
      "It was worth a try."

      "So, when do we do this?" Yuya asks.
      "As soon as everyone is ready. I have taken some actions that have kind of decreased the time we have left to deal with this."
      "Good. Let's end this once and for all."

      She smiles.
      Yes. The time is now. I can feel it.
      I nod at silver and he begins to prepare the seal.
      He cuts into his left hand with a dagger, and draws some sort of incantation on the floor using his blood.
      He then puts a bandage on it and sits down in a meditative pose.
      Finally, he gives me a nod. He's ready.
      Seven spheres of water appear around Yuya, who gives me the same nod.
      And so does Shinave.
      I summon my katana and wear it on my back, since I will no longer be able to summon it once the seal is up.
      Show time.

      After many weeks of having to hide my aura, I can finally power it up again.
      I let the energy flow through my body freely. It feels so good. So refreshing.
      I immediately sense the auras of all 12 Templars locking onto us.
      Teraluna is found.
    3. Hope

      by
      Hyu
      , 07-06-2013 at 02:30 AM (Hyu's Adventures)


      Crow and I find ourselves in some sort of temple.
      It seems like the room we're in was entirely carved out of some kind of bright stone.
      Even though everything looks very clean, it has a neglected feel to it.
      Nobody has stepped foot here for a very long time.
      Some plants appear to have made the rather futile attempt of growing on the walls.
      They were doomed from the beginning though. There is no soil here, no himidity...
      Makes you wonder how they got here in the first place.

      "Nobody home."



      I walk around a little to get a better feel for the place we've found ourselves in.
      It seems like this is a single room without any doors or windows.
      It is huge though. The ceiling must be at least 20 meters high.
      The walls and the floor are engraved with all sorts of things, reaching from long forgotten animals to oddly shaped symbols that I don't recognize.
      Even though everything is made from the same material, there's a lot of variation to the place.
      It's kind of beautiful in it's own way.

      "No way in, no way out, what is this place? Who would build something like this, this place makes no sense."
      "What's the purpose of a room without an entrance?"

      I think I get it. Sort of. A little bit.

      "I don't think this is a room Crow."
      "A truly fantastic obvservation Hyu. Your sense of deduction never fails to amaze me."
      "So tell me friend. This... ROOM here, you know... if it is not a room, than what is it?"

      "... It's... like a doorway."
      "A doorway... Listen Hyu, you're not making any sense."
      "You said it yourself, there is no purpose to a room without an entrance."
      "So naturally, if the room has no entrance it must be a doorway? Whaaaat?"


      "Well, there's a little more to it than that."
      "Look, we're pretty much at the exact location that you found, right? But it still feels like we're off somehow."
      "Yet there is no way to get any closer..."
      "Not because there is something preventing us from physically getting closer, but because there is no point in space closer to the location than where we stand."
      "But clearly, we're still at some distance."


      "Whaaaaaat? That is a clear contradiction."
      "It's... shifted."
      "Shifted?"
      "I don't know what to call it. We're in the correct location, but not quite in the right... dimension?"
      "Right... what?"
      "There's more to this realm than what is physical. Your spirit for example, it interacts with the physical world, but it is not located in it."
      "Oh. Yeah. That kind of makes sense actually."
      "How do you go to another dimension?"


      Yeah... about that...
      Oh hold on a second. I have done this before haven't I?
      To go to a non-physical place you have to leave behind the physical.

      "Crow, can you mind my body?"
      "Mind the... Hyu what the fuck?"
      "What? Phoenix abilities and stuff."
      "But why would you voluntarily leave your own body? Isn't that dangerous???"
      "Hmm..."
      "HMM??? YOU DON'T KNOW???"
      "Oh calm down, It probably isn't. I've done it before."
      "Probably he says..."


      I sit down in the middle of the room and concentrate on my own aura.
      I then begin to gently separate it from my body and let it drift towards the location Crow found.
      And just like that, I find myself in the same room, except... well... it's kind of different.
      Everything is much brighter and desaturated. I also feel an odd out of place sensation.
      I also have no body, and more importantly, I'm not alone.



      There's another person sitting right in front of me.
      I say person, but it's kind of difficult to tell.
      It's more like a body of light in the shape of a human but genderless being.
      Whoever he or she (I'll go with she because of the feminine hair) is, she has her eyes closed, like she's meditating.
      I feel like I'm intruding. It seems kind of rude just to enter this place without asking for permission first.
      Then again, I wouldn't have known how to do that. I should at least say something though.
      But what do I say? I'm not even sure what I'm here for exactly...

      "Hi!"


      Smooth Hyu. Very smooth.
      She looks at me, revealing eyes of pure light.
      She answers with a soothing yet assertive voice.

      "Here you are."
      "Erm... yes?"


      Awkward... now what? Oh well, might as well just say it.

      "I... I'm not entire sure why I came here."
      "You are here because twelve men are after your life, and you are uncertain as to how to deal with that situation."


      12 men. The templars. She knows.
      I get the feeling that I am yet again dealing with someone who knows more about my life than I do.
      But I suppose this is a good thing. If she knows about my situation she might be able to help me.
      Suddenly there is hope again...
      but... I don't feel it?
      Shouldn't I be excited? Shouldn't I feel hopeful right now?
      All I feel is eerieness. Everything feels off.
      I have no time to deal with those feelings though.
      There are more important things at hand.

      "I need help."


      She takes some time to reply. I can see that she has a difficult time processing the things I say and formulating her thoughts into words.

      "Yes. You have come here for help. Your path has stopped in this very location..."
      "... There is a decision you have to make."


      Usually I'd ask a thousand questions right now. But today is different.
      I just go with the flow, not minding that I do not understand.

      "I will offer you an item. An item of great importance..."
      "You will take it. And then your path will inevitably lead to death."

      "Death?"
      "Yes."


      She doesn't seem concerned about this at all.

      "But... you said I had to make a decision."
      "Yes. You will take the item."


      For some reason I jump to a conclusion expaining why she expresses herself the way she does.
      It seems perfectly obvious to me.

      "You... you aren't experiencing time the way I do."
      "Yes, I see what can be. I see the paths connecting the present to the future."
      "But time is always in motion. There are so many possibilities. And every action taken, every decision made has the capability to reorganize the web that is time."

      "Yet you already know which decision I will make. You already know that I will take an item from you."
      "Yes. Some paths are more likely than others."
      "The men that are after you. That is why they hunt you..."


      I had a feeling the templars weren't after me purely because I was a dragon. What does that even mean? Being a dragon.

      "There are special points in time. Fixed points in time. Points that will always occur."
      "So many paths lead to them that some of them will inevitably cross at this very point."
      "The men after you must have seen that your path intersects a point that is of great importance to them."
      "While it is impossible to foresee the future, one can remove all paths that are not beneficial to oneself, thus increasing the chance of a favorable outcome."


      So that is why they are after me. It makes sense. They are going to do something of great importance.
      And they have seen that my timeline crosses that event, so they are killing me ahead of time, ensuring that I cannot influence the event.
      You cannot forsee the future. But you can influence it in your favor.
      But this doesn't matter right now. Nothing matters besides them. I have to deal with them as soon as possible.
      I have a few days at most. Maybe only a few hours.

      The being summons a small orb of light in her hand and makes a gesture suggesting that I should take it.

      "So this is the item that I will take. A decision that will lead me to death."
      "Yes. As promised."
      "But... will I win?"
      "All I can tell you is that it will influence your path greatly."
      "And... as promised?"
      "You do not remember."


      I've heard that a few times too often. "You do not remember". But this time it doesn't matter.
      This time I don't care about all the unanswered questions.
      She is right. My decision is already made, even if I do not know why.
      My right hand is already grabbing towards the orb.
      I only hold onto it for a brief moment before it is absorbed by myself.

      "Thank you."


      I say... in a rather faint voice.
      Everything is clear now. At least everything of importance. There is no need for further questions.

      I know what this orb is... and I know why I am going to die...
    4. Desperate Measures

      by
      Hyu
      , 05-05-2013 at 02:27 AM (Hyu's Adventures)
      I arrive in Haven with the hopes of plotting against the Templars.
      Although I have no new ideas on how to approach the situation, Silver might.

      He joined us just a few days ago, because I put off asking him until then.
      After attempting to make Ifrit join our cause, which failed quite dramatically,
      I did not have the confidence to ask Silver.

      Silver had done so much already, not to mention his horrible childhood.
      He deserves to rest... to enjoy life a little. I shouldn't burden him with my issues.
      But I ended up visiting him anyways, because I felt lost completely.
      I'm not sure what I was expecting when Yuya and I got to the place he lives at now.
      Talking to him again ended up being a little awkward. I wasn't really sure what to talk about.
      Right as I managed to muster enough courage to address the topic of the Templars
      I saw something that completely threw me off.
      A woman entered the house holding a baby. She nodded at us and continued upstairs.
      I realized Silver had a family now.
      I made up an excuse to leave. I could never ask him to join us,
      not after knowing Silver was finally at peace with himself.
      But as we left he told us to hold on.
      He ran upstairs and shortly after returned with his katana strapped to his back...
      It turned out that he had read in my eyes that I needed his help.
      I tried to talk him out of it but I failed.

      So here he is now, standing in Yuya's garden next to a table, a place where we like to sit down
      and discuss tactics. He is talking to Yuya and another person I don't think I have met.
      Yuya's expression worries me quite a bit.

      "What's wrong?"
      "... It's about Vega."

      Given the way she said it, something terrible must have happened there.
      Vega is a small village which we often visit to go to a Café called Serenity.

      It's situated on top of some sort of structure extending over the village.
      An amazing place to stargaze whilst under the influence of some kind of psychedelic drug Vega is known for.

      "What happened?"
      "It's gone."

      It is clear to me now that the other person with us is a messenger who informed her about the terrible news.
      He tells us that I need to go and see. Yuya draws a portal and we enter it together with Silver.

      The remains of Vega are in flames. They are small in numbers, they must have been burning for some time.
      A man points towards Café Serenity, which still sits on top of the structure which appears to have withstood the fires.
      He doesn't say anything though, he just walks away. Did he live in Vega?
      We rush towards the Café, finding both of its owners outside.
      Although the building still stands, it is heavily damaged and no longer in a usable state.
      The owners tell me not to worry. That it is not my fault.
      I enter the Café. Across the walls is written in burned wood:

      "For as long as the dragon remains hidden, those that help protect him shall share his fate"

      Templars... they've done this. Yuya hugs me in an attempt to console me.
      They have killed these people because we are hiding from them. To show that if I do not reveal myself they will kill those that I know.

      "They are right you know. This is not your fault..."
      "Yet I feel guilty"



      I know that she's right. I couldn't know that they were going to do this. And even if I did, what was I supposed to do, sacrifice myself?
      The owners of this Café were honest when they told me that they do not consider this my fault.
      They know who I am and what I have done. But somehow the fact that they do not consider me guilty makes me feel even worse.

      One thing is clear to me now though. The goals of the Templars have indeed changed.
      Back in the old days they were attacking other worlds in order to steal something I have long forgotten.
      They did not know who I was, and it was me that got in their way because I wanted to protect these worlds.
      But this time they are not after the belongings of worlds. They are after me specifically.
      This is very odd, considering that Templars have no concept of campanionship.
      Yes, I have indeed killed one of them a long time ago, but they would not hunt me in an attempt of vengance.
      They know no such thing. They see each-other as assets, not as brothers in arms.
      Until now I assumed that they are attempting a pre-emptive strike. So that I can not interfere with their goals again.
      But in that case I would be a secondary objective, and I am clearly not.

      That is exactly what the voices said...
      Recently, when I slept in Haven, I would hear voices during my dreams.
      They would whisper things suggesting that "they" were after me only. That it was because of time? And that I cannot surrender.
      The messages were rather cryptic, and I didn't pay much attention because until now my dreams whilst in this realm have always been
      very abstract and not really meaningful. But now that I think about them I get a feeling that they might help me find a way to deal with the Templars.
      ...
      My hopes lie with abstract and cryptic dreams I had within a dream. That is how desperate I am.
      No. It's worse actually. If the Templars were here it means they are on the right track.
      Surely they were able to force someone into telling them that we are hiding on Teraluna.
      It won't take them long to find that place, even though Haven is heavily shielded and we are masking our auras.

      "They will find Teraluna..."

      Both Yuya and Silver look at me rather depressed. I am the one who always comes up with the plans. They are relying on me for a strategy to save Teraluna... to beat the Templars once and for all.
      And I've got nothing.

      "Silver, knowing only the name of the moon, how long would it take you to find Teraluna?"

      He's unreasonably good at finding things.
      He sighs.

      "The location of Teraluna is a rather well kept secret. The library is of great importance, protecting it is easier if its location is not known."
      "Unfortunately there are many stories about it, some of which hint at its location."
      "If I would try hard enough I'd probably find it in less than a week."

      Less than a week? How am I supposed to do anything within that time frame?
      And it's not like evacuating Haven and going into hiding somewhere else is a solution without removing the Templar thread.
      They would manage to hunt some of the inhabitants down somehow.
      Not to mention the library. It is of great importance, and they would burn it to the ground.
      And then there are other things... even more crucial things.
      Teraluna cannot fall.

      The three of us combined aren't able to deal with a single Templar, yet there are 12 of them left.
      Even if I had my dragon spirit and the phoenix essence back, it would be utterly hopeless.
      And besides Ifrit I don't know anyone remotely as strong as us, yet I would need an army.
      Perhaps death is catching up with me.

      "Don't you dare even thinking about surrender."
      "... I won't."

      Silver is looking at me, probably expecting me to reveal some kind of backup plan I had all along.
      Something insane enough that it might just work. I've got nothing.
      In my desperation I recall the voices I heard in those dreams.
      For some reason I reach out with my aura, attempting to locate anything that reminds me of these voices.
      As I catch myself doing this I ponder about how ridiculous this is.
      That's not how scanning for auras works. You need to at least be able to guess how it would feel like to be
      in proximity of a person in order to find someone through aura tracking.
      But for some reason that is beyound me, at that very moment, I do find something.
      It doesn't feel like a person though, and the feeling is very weak.

      If I wasn't hiding from the Templars, I could probably pin the location down near instantly.
      But that would involve releasing an amount of energy that cannot be hidden.
      The Templars who are actively scanning for my aura would find me immediately.
      That goes for all of us. The templars know all of our auras.
      But there is someone else I know, who is rather talented in aura tracking.
      He might be able to help me find... whatever this is.

      "Okay..."
      "So I might have..."

      Silver and Yuya open their eyes wide in hope.
      Oh boy...

      "Listen. This is a longshot... no, I wouldn't even call it a longshot."
      "I have a lead alright. A lead to maybe find some sort of way to..."

      They are euphoric. Are they not listening to my words? I don't have shit.

      ...
      Fuck it. This is all I've got. If it turns out to be nothing then that's it.
      They are relying on me.

      "I need to visit an old friend to help me track someone down."
      "Until I do, I won't be sure on how to approach the situation."
      "I assume there will be a grand battle though, so prepare yourselves accordingly."

      They both nod.

      "I'll be back within less than three days."
      "In case I should fail..."
      "Bullshit! When you come back you'll have a plan."
      "You always have a plan."

      No pressure...

      "We'll evacuate Haven in case we need to make a last stand."
      "Yes."
      "And I'll have my mother talk to Ifrit..."

      Somehow I doubt that'll help.

      "Hyu?"
      "Yeah?"
      "... Don't you die on me, alright?"

      I smile.

      "Working on it!"

      That extinguishes the last worries in her facial expression.
      I summon my phoenix wings.
      Time to go annoy the hell out of an old friend of mine. Time to meet a talking bird.
      I take off into the fabric of space.
    5. Past, present and future - Shinave

      by
      Hyu
      , 06-06-2012 at 12:38 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      Too much conversation.
      Some things are going to be phrased incorrectly etc, I tried to patch it up as well as I could.
      Usually I use pink and brown to color code female and male DC voices, but there's 2 women this time,
      so I'll use pink and green, pink being Yuya.


      There's no more messing around.
      Going anywhere but Haven feels dangerous.
      Whenever I'm on the plane I can feel the Templars scanning for my aura.
      It is inevitable that they will find me if I linger for too long.
      Haven is one of the only places I feel safe. The barrier prevents them from locating my aura when I'm here.

      But I cannot remain here forever.
      Not only am I imprisoning myself here until I tackle the Templar issue, I'm doing the same to Yuya.
      The Templars are after her as well.
      In fact they're probably after everyone, the whole team from back then... back when lucids still came naturally to me.

      There is only one solution.
      I will fight them.
      But not alone; that would be utter suicide.
      I will gather the old team, the team with whom I fought the evils of this world back in the days.

      I feel like a hero, about to embark on a long and difficult journey.
      First I will gather a team capable of surpassing the strength of the Templars.
      And then I will have to come up with a plan to beat them.
      Because this is what I do. This is what I have always done.
      Regardless of how much more powerful my enemy is, regardless of what it takes, I will beat them.
      Because I am dragon.

      "So... who will we find first?"

      It is scary being in company of a serious Yuya.
      I'm used to her playful and innocent self.
      Not the one capable of carrying the weight of a world.
      The whole atmosphere has changed.

      "Silver?"
      "... No. We will find Silver last. I'm not sure how to convince him to join us yet."
      "Will he not want to join us?"
      "I'm not sure. Back then he fought with us to pay for his sins. But he has already given back so much to this world."
      "True..."
      "I will convince him. You know I have my ways with words."
      "Yes. If there's anyone who can motivate him it is you. You're the only one he listens to."
      "So, if not Silver..."

      "Shinave"
      "..."
      *sigh*
      "You're making me meet her again huh?"

      "Yes. We will meet with the goddess of ice."
      "Alright then... I know where she is. I sure hope you know what you're doing."
      "Probably."

      I most certainly do not. Why is Yuya somewhat reluctant to meet with her again?
      Did we part on bad terms?
      Meh, it will come to me eventually.
      These memories have a habit of popping up whenever I need them lately.

      Yuya opens a rather odd looking portal and it seems to take her quite a considerable amount of energy to do so.
      Right... we'll mask our auras. It should buy us enough time for a meeting and to get back before the Templars find us.
      We hop through the portal and end in a rather odd looking place.


      It's an old temple of sorts. Parts of it are covered with rather beautiful ice crystals, but most of them are broken.
      Right. The goddess of ice. Or rather the person who used to be the goddess of ice.
      Back then two gods fought together with us.
      The goddess of ice: Shinave; and the god of fire: Ifrit
      Yeah... there was 6 of us I think.
      The 3 gods Shinave, Ifrit, Yuya, and Silver, Selene and myself.
      I will reunite all of us... somehow...

      We walk through the old temple, searching for Shinave.
      I have a feeling that she's here somewhere, even though I cannot sense any aura besides Yuyas and my own at all.
      I can feel the Templars scanning the entire plane though.
      Their searching pattern reminds me of that of a computer rather than that of a sentient being.
      They are perfectly coordinated.
      But it will take them hours to track me down with my aura masked.

      "You have some guts to show up here after what you've done."
      "Indeed..."

      The voice coming from behind caught me by surprise, but I'm not showing that I was off guard.
      I turn around slowly and full of confidence.
      Shinave.


      Her eyes look young, but she's clearly older than Yuya or myself.
      She has long white hair, deep blue eyes, very similar to Yuya's, and a rather pale skin.
      A wise woman, once one of the most well known gods.
      But now she lives in a seemingly abandoned temple.
      And somehow I get the feeling that it is my fault.

      "How are you?"

      She answers me with a small hand gesture that's not really saying much.
      Is she mad at me? Is she mad at us?
      I feel that she is in some way, yet it also feels like the complete opposite.

      "And how are you... Yuya?"
      "I'm alright... mother."

      mo... Mo... I... wait what?
      Nonono.
      Oh shit.
      Fuck my life.
      Goddess of ice, goddess of water... yeah. Am I fucking retarded? How did I not remember that.
      And I have... with Yuya... oh my god...
      Yeah, I might be screwed.

      "You haven't talked to me in a long time."
      "I have not. Not after you suggested that I shouldn't try to bring Hyu back."
      "It was a bad idea."
      "Yet here I am."
      "Yet here you are."
      "I guess I should be impressed that you managed to find your way back after what happened."
      "I should also kill you for what you have done."

      She approaches me without changing her facial expression.
      I'm at a complete loss. I can't tell if she's serious.
      Well. She is. But there's something more. Something she isn't telling.
      She stands right in front of me and stares into my eyes.
      I don't blink.

      She hugs me tightly.
      What?

      "I hate you Hyu. I hate you so much."

      She starts crying and grabs more tightly onto me.
      I'm getting mixed signals here.
      But somehow I understand. She wants to hate me, but she can't. She cannot help but love me for whom I am.
      She looks deeply into my eyes again.

      "You've sent my daughter towards certain death you know."
      "Stop! It's too early."
      "No."
      "Yes it is! It is too early for him to remember!"
      "Maybe. But there's no choice. He must remember."
      "And then what? What if he does remember?"
      "What if he realizes that he has cheated? Then what? What if he dies if he remembers that?"

      "If he abides by the rules then yes, he will die."

      ... yeah.
      I don't like everything I'm hearing, but I do want to know.
      And I am so close. I can remember parts on my own. The puzzle is fitting itself together as we speak.
      A tiny nudge in the right direction and I'll remember everything.
      I look at Yuya and say reassuringly:

      "Am I the type who abides by the rules?"

      She can't help but smile for an instant, but then quickly puts on a serious face again.

      "It's too soon."
      "Yes. And bringing him back is impossible, yet here he stands. And yet here you stand."
      "..."

      I'm beginning to remember on my own.
      Because I need to remember.
      Because now is the time to remember, even though Yuya suggests otherwise.

      "We all fought together. We fought many evils. But there was one we simply could not beat."
      "... the Templars."
      "13 of them there were, and only 6 of us, but that was not the issue."
      "The issue was that one of them was a true immortal, and the 12 others had their lives linked to him."
      "All 12 of them were unkillable as long as the 13th was alive. And he had perfected the art of combat."
      "He was supposedly unbeatable. And even if he would be killed, due to his immortality he would just resurrect."
      "Yes..."
      "So I came up with a plan."

      "You did come up with a plan."
      "You always did, regardless of how hopeless the situation was."
      "But this plan I did not like."

      "This plan I did not like."
      "But it was yours."
      "It was mine."
      "I didn't choose it because it was a good plan, I chose it because it was the only plan."
      "Indeed..."

      ... what a horrible plan it was.
      I have trouble saying the words, but they must be said.

      "... Yuya would give her life to allow Silver to cast the ultimate spell."
      "I would hold the Templar in place."
      "And Silver would kill him with this spell, and the both of us in the process."

      ...

      "This would send the Templars soul to hell. Because that's where immortals go."
      "But immortality means you only have to spend a single minute, and then you are reborn."
      "And I have the phoenix wings. I can move through the realms. I can go to hell once I am dead."
      "Even after dying, my soul should have an afterglow of energy, enough to go there and challenge him."
      "One minute to do the impossible. One minute to kill the soul of the only one who ever perfected the art of combat."
      "And all of that without any energy left."
      "But if I would kill his soul, he would truly die. You cannot be reborn without a soul."

      "The plan was ludicrous. All of you would die for certain, for a glimpse of a chance to do the impossible."
      "But it would cripple the Templars for years."
      "It would... And it has."
      "But things did not turn out according to your plan."

      "Fortunately they did not. If they did we would be dead."
      "So how did you kill him? And how is my daughter still alive. And how are you?"

      ...

      "How I won the fight in hell... I truly do not know."
      "I do not believe in miracles. But if they do exist, then this was one."
      "We were joined in hell by our swords, and fought for a full minute without any energy."
      "A true old-fashioned sword fight."
      "I didn't stand a chance of course. He had figured out the perfect technique."
      "But for some reason beyond me, as we danced in the fires of hell with our swords clashing..."
      "..."
      "I stabbed him in his chest."
      "He never made a mistake, there was never any opening. I never figured out the perfect technique."
      "Yet it happened. Neither one of us did understand. And I released the last bit of energy I had left in me into my blade..."
      "And his soul evaporated. He died the true death."

      "And then...?"
      "And then I died."

      ...

      "But how?"
      "If you die you have to pay the price. Unless you are immortal you have to pay your soul."
      "That is what dying is."
      "But I never had a chance to give my soul."

      Shinave's expression changes. She understands.

      "The dragon within me. The dragon soul I shared my body with."
      "He gave his soul before I had a chance to give mine."
      "And with the price paid, I was no longer bound to the world of the dead... so I left... so I came back."
      "And then I approached Yuya's lifeless body. And I summoned the true phoenix wings, and I brought back her soul from the dead and resurrected her."

      "So you did use your one resurrection."

      She sighs.

      "So not only is the dragon soul, the one who taught you the ways of the dragon, no longer with you; but you also sacrificed your near infinite source of energy. The phoenix catalyst."
      "That is the price the phoenix must pay to perform a resurrection, and the reason why he can perform only one."
      "But these were the reasons why you were so strong. The dragon soul and the phoenix catalyst. And now you have none of them."
      "A small price to pay."
      "A truly huge price to pay."
      "Perhaps, but the choice was an obvious one."
      "It was not. You could have used the catalyst to destroy the remaining templars."
      "And let Yuya be dead?"
      "..."
      "It would have been the logical choice."


      "Pff... logic. Yes, I might have noble goals, some people may even have called me a hero."
      "But I truly am a fool and you know it. I do not regret having made that choice."
      "And I love you for having made that choice. You saved my daughter."

      "We all paid a huge price back then. Selene died. Silver managed to get back for some reason which is beyond me."
      "The council of gods was destroyed."
      "But the Templar died. And now they are mortal."
      "And they are after you."

      I shrug.

      "And I am after them."
      "You're mad."
      "I am Hyu."

      Yuya has been awfully silent.

      "I understand how you were able to come back and revive me."
      "Your soul is taken when you die. But for you, 'a' soul was taken, but not yours."
      "But still. After that you should never have been able to come back to this world."
      "You are supposed to be dead."

      "You have tried quite intensely to bring me back though. Surely you must have believed that it would work."
      "Maybe... but what now that you know that you are supposed to be dead?"
      "Nothing."

      "But... what if death comes for you."
      "There is only one thing you do if death comes for you."
      "... give up... ?"

      I give her a disapproving stare and raise my voice.

      "You look death straight into its eyes and you say: 'not today'"

      Shinave smiles for the first time.

      "It is good to know that you are still Hyu. It is good to know that you are still the fool I remember."
      "Can he do that... just like that?"
      "How would I know? Do I know anyone who has tricked death itself?"
      "What I do know is that he is Hyu."

      "He is..."

      Shinave inspects me from top to bottom.

      "You have aged."
      "You are weak."
      "And you come to me now, which means..."

      "I will ask you the impossible."
      "After all that has happened, you really dare ask me?"
      "Yes."
      "And what do you suggest we do if I agree?"
      "We will be a dead man walking and 2 gods that are no longer gods up against the Templars."
      "How is that going to work?"

      "You're forgetting about Silver and Ifrit."
      "Ifrit? You are more insane than I thought."
      "But even then. That's 2 dead men walking and 3 gods that are no longer gods. My question remains."

      "I will come up with a plan of course."
      "Because you are Hyu."
      "Because I am Hyu."

      For the first time in what feels like an eternity I put on a certain smile.
      It is a somewhat dark smile. A smile looking forward to a battle that seemingly cannot be won.
      A smile that challenges all beliefs. A smile that says that we can do the impossible.

      "Will you come with me, oh goddess, and fight with me again?"
      "..."
      "Of course I will."

      She looks at Yuya, then at me, back at Yuya, and back at me, clearly understanding what is going on.
      Then she faces me and says:

      "Back in the days the gods would have killed your for this."

      But she doesn't say it in a serious way. I'm not sure if she approves, but I do know that she does not mind.

      "I wonder what Ifrit is going to think about this."

      I turn around and start walking towards the portal and shrug.

      "I'd rather not."

      We laugh, even though it isn't really that funny. He's one of the very old gods. He can never know. He would indeed kill me.
      I stop.

      "As long as we can still laugh like this, the world isn't lost."

      That puts a reassuring smile on Shinave and Yuya's face.
      Ha. I still have it in me.
      I am still a leader.
      And I will do this.
      I will end what I have started 15 years ago. I will end the tyranny that is the existence of the Templars.
      I just have to figure out how.
      Preferably without killing half of us in the process this time.
    6. 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...