When the game becomes reality (OLD WORK)

Chapter 1

Okay. Here goes nothing. New story who is definitely planned to reach far beyond 30 chapters... but let's hope I won't lose interest until then.

But my DSMP books were the only ones ever fully finished so far, so I have a good history with those!

I hope you will enjoy this story as much as you enjoyed the others!

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Dream yawned and rubbed his eyes after staring at his monitor for a solid 3 hours straight. He had been busy editing the newest manhunt video so it was ready for the premiere the next day. He was especially excited as he had faced 5 hunters this time and did some risky and unbelievably lucky maneuvers during his run. His community will surely love this new video, or at least he hopes they will. It's getting more and more stressful to make good progress in a speedrun when there are more hunters chasing him every time.

A quick glance at the time told him that it was just about time get ready for bed if he wants to keep his sleep schedule in tact. Patches looked up from her position on the bed and meowed when she realized that her owner was finally done for today. "I know girl. I'll feed you in a second." She followed him to the kitchen and purred loudly when her bowl was filled with fresh food. Dream just quickly downed a glass of water before going to the bathroom to get ready for bed. It had been a long day for him after all.

Why am I so tired? Even with a somewhat stable sleep schedule, he had never felt so... absolutely exhausted after editing a video. Usually he would just chat with George and Sapnap until he was tired enough to go to sleep, but it seems like he won't need that today. He will just text them a quick goodnight before he goes to bed. My body feels so heavy... Let's hope I'm not getting sick. He has so much planned for this week that he just can't afford to get sick now. Tired... he's just tired. After getting some rest he will surely feel much better.

After dragging himself through his evening routine he went to lay down in his bed and cuddle with Patches, of course only after texting his two friends a quick goodnight and another thank you for the amazing recording. That is always something that makes him feel better and relax after a long day. Just have Patches snuggle close and purr so loudly that he can't hear anything else is enough to ease him into a deep sleep.

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The first thing Dream noticed when he woke up was how warm it was. Warmer than usually, even with the thick blanket he currently had. The mattress beneath him also feels harder... and... is that wind? He was sure that he closed the window before going to sleep... or maybe he really just forgot. Who knows.

The second thing he noticed was a weird weight on his face and how his vision became slightly blurry at the edges. Does he need glasses now? He always assumed his eyes were just fine. The deep blue above him also seemed to be brighter... more vibrant. Wait... Blue? His bedroom isn't... that's not his bedroom ceiling. It was only then that the streamer truly realized where he was... what his surroundings are.

He sat up in an instant and saw an endless field of lush green and colorful flowers, with soft hills and large mountains in the distance. The sky was a brilliant blue with only a few fluffy clouds slowly making their way across the endless stretch of blue. Behind him was a dense forest that seemed so mysterious and dark that he doesn't even want to think about going in there. A single large Crow was perched on one of the nearby branches, watching him closely before it flew off in a hurry, almost as if it was called by something.

Where the fuck am I? Is this a dream?

The blonde touched his face... or at least he tried to. Instead of soft skin his hand touched a cold and smooth surface. The weird weight on his face started to come back to him as he slowly peeled whatever this thing was off his face. His heart almost stopped when he saw the simple smile drawn on the front of the mask. "My... mask? But..." Then he noticed his clothes. A simple dark green Hoodie, black pants and leather boots. His hands were covered with black fingerless gloves.