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alone, in paradise

/ NSFW, XDNF

Alone.

Alone in a world where only he existed. Naturally, living in a world where you are the only inhabitant, it would get lonely. A deep feeling of boredom would infiltrate your bones, as it had to DreamXD's. He had lived out his life with only the company of creatures he could never name, all too skittish and afraid of the large being he was.

Each day was repetitive and tedious. Wake up at the crack of dawn, the moment the sun dared to even touch the horizon. He ate; not because he needed to, but because there was never really anything else to do. Then, he would walk. Walk for hours and hours until the wounds on the bottoms of his feet from previous days reopened, leaving a sore and aching feeling in the soles of his feet, crimson and rust mixing with dirt and muck.

During his walk, he would stop by a lake. A lake that was clear, sparkling with trouts of all kinds. DreamXD would stand and stare at the moving waters for hours, eyes narrowed in distaste. The trouts, all different breeds and such, all swimming together. Together. Not alone, like he was. The thought left a sour taste at the tip of his tongue.

The running waters were cold, spraying mist against his masked face as his long legs took strides that slowed with each passing day. He was masked—not that he had any reason to hide, because he didn't. It had something to do with comfortability, and DreamXD felt most comfortable when the heat of his own breath was being pushed back onto his freckled face.

He would then eat for a second time that day. It was always two times a day—never less than two, never more. And after his second and last meal of the day, he would find a place to sleep for the night. It was always different, and it was always lonely. DreamXD was always alone.

Repetition was common in DreamXD's life, in DreamXD's world.

And only time could tell when he had had enough of it.

On day something or another, far too long for DreamXD to have gone without another person's presence, he decided he would do the inevitable.

He sat in an unfamiliar forest, trees towering over his own already too-tall figure. Mushrooms that sprouted from the earth's holy grounds, reaching high in the sky and casting shadows down and shade that blocked out the forever-burning sun.

DreamXD had his back to a thick mushroom stem, double pairs of arms held out in front of him with his own fingers intertwined. His eyes fluttered shut as he puffed out a breath, feeling his own hot air push back against him. His eyebrows furrowed in concentration, only slightly. He blocked out any and all sounds, only listening to the sound of his pulse beating in his ear.

His mind was elsewhere; he wasn't focused on the small creatures fleeing the area around him because they were terrified of him. He wasn't focused on the continuously growing nature, the neverending greenery.

No, he was focused on creation. On new beginnings.

He was focused on long legs, pale legs that went on for days, and thin waists, waists that would fit perfectly beneath his palms. He was focused on pretty pink lips, lips that would form the most magnificent words, would form an accent that was so foreign it would have him reeling in mere seconds. And pools of mocha, alabaster surrounding captivating umber that would leave his knees weak and hands trembling.

Thinking, as it turned out, was hard. It was exhausting.

What felt like days upon days only turned out to be an hour at most, before there was a loud thud in front of DreamXD that shook him from his thoughts. His galactic eyes widened in aegean surprise, landing on an unmoving figure before him. It took him a moment to realize what was going on, that his plan had worked. But the moment he did realize that, he was pushing up with his four arms, taking long strides to get to the figure's side.