A cosmic flash of starlight.
An abyss of stars and darkness. Punctuated with the enamored light that begannto push back the empty space that all but consumed all.
Cosmic clouds span emtire star systems. Amany light-years across, drawing right up against the edge of creation.
This… was the primordial light of the universe.
And this… was way too vivid and detailed to be jsut a dream.
Where was I? No… the better question I should be asking: why am I a glowing woman with dark ink for hands that reached up to my shoulders?
Rising my hands, I turned them over. Slowly, carefully. The black viscous only loquid saturated my hands.
Like as if I just dipped them recklessly into a tub of solid black oil.
Glancing down from the bizzarw state of my arms and hands, I notcied I was wearing a completly white, almsot blindingly white dress.
I rasied my feet and found they too were covered in the same dark only liquid I and on my arms and hands
But upon raising my dress, the ink only went up to my thighs. As for my skin that wasn't coated in the dark substance.
What I could describe was paper-white skin. Not like caucasian with whitish-link skin. But sttiaght an unnatural pale white-white color tone.
I didn't realize it at first but, this was clearly not my body.
I was a man. Born one and raised as one. So… what kind of genderbent or crazy feve-dream was this?
Lightly shaking my head, I also didn't miss the long strands of etherial, glowing white hair. Raising my ahnds to touch the ends of it, the only substance that looked like it shpuld ajve stained the white locks of hair, didn't.
It almsot looked like my hair, and dress were ink-resistant.
I tilted my head and then rasied my hand to my face.
Touch. I felt touch. Smooth skin. Lucious lips. A perfect flawless face… but it then felt weird as I touched abive my nose. Half my nose was lined with ink.
No… half my face. The upper portion above my eyes and forhead was stained with the same onky substance no doubt.
I wasn't sure if my hair was also painted black. I couldn't jsut yank a strand of hit ojr just to check either… but I had a freeing suspicion that it was.
Why? What's the point of this weird dream?
Was it even a dream? Soemthing was telling me, screaming at me almsot. That this was real.
I slumped my shoudlers ans then tried to sit down… but I was floating in the cosmos.
I didn't see any planets. But somehow, I could 'sit' on an invisible floor.
Raising my knees with my dress, I wrapped my arms over my knees and rested my chin on my arms.
This place was weird. Ahh… I wish I had my smaprthone.
Freezing, I stared ahead as a sudden smalrthone appeared before my eyes.
Wjay the heck? Reaching out with my right hand,'k grasped the smalrthone and powered it on.
It… worked?
I sat uoright as this now had my full attention. I quickly went on the web and tried to search up how to wake up from an very realistic dream.
Following the instructions, I did everything correct but nothing happened.
I was still here in the stars.
So I searched again and tried eeeything but nothing worked.
I even tried to connect to the authorities regardless of stares but, they didn't respond.
Or rather, the words I typed ojr were written in some weird langauge I didn't understand.
Was that even English? Was it set on English? I had to check the keyboard settings and still nothing.
Weird. I groaned as I tried to search for answers but then cirsed when I got nowhere.
Just great, I'm stuck in my weird dream. How can I wake up or get back?
Ygg, this was seriously starting to piss me off more than it freaked me out.
Damn it… I wish I had a beer-
-… no way. A beer!?
Glancing at it, I reached out and grabbed hoodnof it. I then looked it over and then opened up the cap.
The loquid didn't seem to behave nromally as it began spilling out into space and flaoting arojnd.
I narrowed my eyes as the loquid suddenky froze and I turned my head around it.
Bringing it up Tommy lips, I then tilted the can and sucked in the loquid contents of the can.
Hmm! That's a damn good beer… wait, I can taste it?
Thinking on my feet, I then searched on my phone's browser wjay makes a dream, a dream.
What I got back was 'unable to read' and flavors were a nonexistent aspect of dreams.
Then… how was I reading the browser results and drinking a tasty beer?
Hmm… yeah, the web is bugging for sure.
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Ahhh… I wish I had a quarter.
Oh look… a quarter. Grabbing it, I then flicked it with my thing and… that's not coming back.
Making a. Think one with my lips, I at least figured that whenrver I 'make-wishes', the iniverse or, my imagination?
It grants most of them. Not all of them. Like I wished to go home.
Nothing happened.
I wished to talk with my oarents.
Nothing.
It was so weird and frustrating since I can wish for anything at all but nothing that I actually need.
Well, the cozy sofa was a nice wish. I still wasn't sure if this was evens. Dream since the sofa feels so good.
I sighed and reached over to grab the TV remote and flicked on the massive 500inch TV I wished for and began watching a K-drama since I don't think I will be going anywhere anytime soon.
So may as well enjoy this and hope that I wake up at some point.
Oh, she's cute~.
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Sitting upside down on my couch, I was biting my lip and moving myself every time my digital avatar was blitzing across the buoldibgs of the simulated warzone I was dropped at.
These guys ajve been hunting me since the start of the match.
But I had managed to take out theeenor them. But the last guy just wouldn't die.
But I finally had him cornered and there was nowhere left to run as I bet he ran out of ammo.
I rushed in with a delicious lick of my upper lip and then grinned as I blitzed into the attic space and-
-I got blown up.
I froze,'processing wjay hapoened and somehow replayed the last exact micro-seconds in my head and realizing that, that guy took both himself and me out.
That… that wasn't fair…. THATS NOT FAIR!
I wish that bastard was here right now and could breathe within my proximity!
"What the hell?!" The human before me was a 20-something year old guy with stubble on his chin and a droopy gaze that looked like he hadn't slept in days.
"You little shit, you couldn't take the L like a man and just had to take both of us out. Fine, that's kust okie-dorey. So I will reward you with a prize for defeating me 25-Winn streak " I watched the petrified human stare at me with shock as I then rasied my hand and grabbed his small body. "I wish you have a terrible consecutive lose ratio for the wnxt 25 games~. "
I then wished for the guy to go right back and smiled as I knew my wish would be granted.
Heh, he's lucky I wasn't a mean bitch even in mh dreams.
Now… I'm bored of this game. What else is there~?
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