The Nomad Chronicles

Planet Moon is under massive attack by Dark Templars riding android horses with glowing red eyes.

Moon Orcs and Moon Dragons fight back.

The people of Hollow Moon pour out. The look like burning shadows. fucking terrifying. It seems as if they have a fire energy core in a dark energy skin. They slash the Templars.

I become consumed with dark energy. I cackle maniacally and morph into a werewolf. My symbiote giggles incessantly. I form a storm inside my belly, and shooting dark energy tentacles at all the Templars, then channel lightning down my tentacles. The Templars get electrocuted, and I spin them, tossing them into different dimensions.

The King of Hollow Moon says we must leave for we attracted the invaders.

I refuse.

He says we can move our entire dreamscape Planet Moon off the old Moon with just a thought.

I move Planet Moon off of the old Moon, right next to it.

The King grunts in approval, then shakes my hand, and nods.

I stare at the two moons: One Green, one Grey.

I stare in silence for what feels like hours or even days.

I watch all the life on both Moons.

Then, I see the entire universe is teeming with life, but we can only perceive an tiny percentage. I see creatures like plankton swimming through space.

I ask Xaphor if many people may now be able to perceive the Green Moon.

He whispers: many.