I used my power to summon us to my limbo, and we were all teleported outside the door leading to my very own limbo. And as we enter the door, I'm surprised to see that the sky has returned to its normal state, unlike before when it looks like a shattered glass. The tree of thought can truly heal everything in this world if you believe it will. Our powers of imagination may be strong in this world, but the tree connects dreams happening in this world. Maybe I can connect myself to the tree of thought if I tried while I'm in my limbo. Meanwhile, four ravens approached us. It's Sully the black raven, Dahlia the white raven, and a combination of both for Chris and Tina whom are their son and daughter. "You're back!" Sully said, "I'm so happy that you're all back in one piece."
"Yeah, it's a good thing that we made it out alive." I replied. "I didn't know that Dahlia was a white raven?"
"Nice to meet you, Zack!" Dahlia said. "Yes I'm white, and our children are a combination of both."
"That's awesome!" I said.
"What are your order's, Zack?" Sully asked.
"Can you help me find soldiers who can fight with me?" I asked.
"I know a few people who can help us." Sully said. "Do you need a ride?"
"No thanks, we can fly now. Just lead us to the right direction." Sully told his wife to take his kids with her home and we all flew to the Luxury City and noticed that people are now living in their respective homes again. As we flew deeper into the cityscape to find the military camp where they call themselves as the National Defense Commission. They've helped us before when we're in need. I believe that they will help us again and hopefully they will listen to me. After the flight, we finally arrived at the building where it shows their giant logo, "National Defense Commission" and next to it is a giant military camp where soldiers live and train their very best to fight evil doers in this world. We flew down and went inside the building. "Stay here, and wait for me while I try to negotiate with them." I said. "Sully, come with me."
"Roger that!" Sully said. Sully placed himself into my shoulder while we enter inside this fine establishment. I immediately went to the reception and said, "I'd like to speak to whoever's in-charge."
"You can't just waltz in here and demand something, young man."
"Then, what do you need?" Sully said. "He's the creator of this world."
"We need proof of your claim." I used my hands to summon a giant ball of blue flame. "Is this enough?" The receptionist immediately called someone, then a few moments later a battalion of soldiers stepped in and said "sir, we need you to stand down." We did not expect that the receptionist would call for a battalion just for me to surrender. "I just want to talk." I said.
"You can talk when you surrender yourself to us." Someone said.
"Who are you?" The man who spoke showed himself. "I'm General Luis Martial, I'm the one in charge here." He said.
"Then we need to talk, General Martial."
"Why should we listen to you?"
"I don't know if you noticed, but I created everyone in this world."
"Is this a joke?"
"Apparently, not." Sully said.
"Lock them up." Then General Martial started to leave. "No, you need to listen to me." I said.
"We'll talk when you're detained."
"I said, listen!" I shouted and took the sword out of its scabbard and they imposed me as a threat. "Open fire!" They all shouted. I tried to block the bullets by using the sword, then the sword ignited as if It knows that I'm in danger. It created a wall of blue flame, burning all bullets that comes near me from front and back. Then the flames compressed and then exploded, burning all the guns and the hands of the soldiers who are near me. Rendering them unable to move. Meanwhile, General Martial was shocked of what he saw, all of his men are down and injured. "Who are you?"
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The Glassy Sky
FantasyWhy does the sky shatter like glass? That's the question Zack had when he discovered that he's in the dream world. Witness as he journeys deep into the world of dreams to retrieve his memories and to defeat the demon who's relentlessly chasing him...