Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131203225639/@comment-27783182-20131204194929

Llaalave was still tired. she walked to a bedroom with a lot of beds inside.

"gods....so tired." she said to herself.

she lied on the bed and closed her eyes.

suddenly, she woke up in a place that looked like a burning hell morrowind. and drabalsan was sitting on his blood throne atop the red mountain.

"what is happening?! what you did to my home, you dirty blood-sucker!" she said.

"i did nothing. that is the way it is and will ever be..." he said.

"what...but...." she thought for a moment.

''he is playing tricks with my mind? my home was never like-''

she just realised something.

"this is the past?"

"no. this is your future." he said, pointing his blade at Llaalave's heart. "dead"

he stabbed Llaalave in the heart and she woke up screaming, still in the dreamworld.

(dreaming in the dreamworld. DREAMCEPTION!)