Mortal Combat

I entered in a fighting tournament. It was 1 vs. 1 with at least 8 contestants. It was pyramid style with the next opponent being more difficult than the last. Now in real life im in decent shape but not like a fighter’s physique. I have little to none fighting skill And it was the same in the dream, my physique and confidence was not enhanced at all. So as the tournament begun I was defeating my opponents with great skill and creativity in my moves and combos.; although I wasn’t confident at all that I was good. I was dominating my opponents and began to gain confidence. I moved all the way up to the third to the final opponent. Though he put up a decent fight he still had a rare chance and I was winning. As I was hitting him I stopped because it felt immoral. He was a normal looking human, a lot bigger than me, overweight too. That’s the main reason I stopped, because he was so human. All the other fighters were monstrous in their appearance and wardrobe, so I didn’t think anything of it other than sport while fighting them. I offered a deal with the guy (lets call him Doug) to call it a draw and we would both fight one of the remaining fighters each. He happily agreed.
The tournament wasn’t ongoing we had at least a day till the next fight. So me and Doug went up to the tournament director and her two assistants. She was probably in her early 30s, good looking. We asked her if she would agree to our deal. Although our fight was over, she instantly refused to Doug fighting the second guy and me fighting the final guy. So me and Doug rested up and talked, and he told me he had a solution. He didn’t tell me what it was though, he told me to wait there while he went down to a house.
The next day hours before the fight, Doug came back with a friend. This guy was tall, ripped, good looking, and very confident; looked like a expert fighter. Doug said he was going to fight the second and his friend would fight the final. I looked at his friend, his friend agreed and even said he would maybe even tag team Doug in the final! The director and her assistants walked passed us in a rush toward the arena; they were all wearing red dresses, their vibrant red color really stood out, all dressed up looking nice for the finale. She was angry and dismayed, but nevertheless they talked her into it I guess. Now obviously Doug took advantage of my bargain and changed it without even telling me. Ironically, I happily agreed to this because I guess I lost my confidence and felt I was no match for the last two fighters. I think I was basing this on appearance not actual skill with all the fighters appearing deadly especially this new guy and me 170lbs 5 11” not looking like a match at all.
That’s the end of the dream, never saw the outcome.

well i think this is almost an obvious dream, tho i was a bitr confused at the end


you are fighting a conflict in real life and you need to find a way out ofg it. you use people to help you with this conflict that you are apparently doing well on but in the end might not. youre either going to do something about it or let it slide.

i think you czan work this out on yourself, its pretty straightforward and amazing symbolisma nd details! thx

can you elaborate more? i agree with what little you said, it may seem obvious to you but im kinda bad with interpretations, i know theres lots of symboylism but what does it all mean?

hmm well... ok sorry about not explaining in detail :P but the main meaning comes qwith you.. i dont know your personal life... it means that there is a conflict in your life that you have to figure out, whether it be physical, mental, social, etc.... you haev to figure it out and overcome it sooner or later or else the other body involved in the conflict will overcome you...

i cant help you out all that much cause i dont know your personal life.. anytihg you wanna share?