The Sandman's Dream (Sandman Fanfic)

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"I know I felt like this before, but now I'm feeling it even more. Because it came from you, then I open up and see. The person falling here is me, a different way be."~The Cranberries

DREAM

Teleporting myself was a lot but teleporting two was utterly exhausting, especially with how much of my powers were weakened. I needed to find the belongings that were stolen from me, but I also needed answers about the girl that lay next to me.

"Sir. Sir! Oh my goodness." I heard the familiar voice above me as my heavy aching body turned over, and I could see a blurred image of my faithful friend Lucienne. "Sir...it's me...it's Lucienne."

"Lucienne," I whispered weakly, watching her bend down to me, taking my arm tightly into her grasp.

"You're home, my Lord." she gasped happily, helping me to my feet while I stumbled for a second until I caught myself. Though looking at my home, it didn't look how I left it, it didn't feel like how I left it, and it didn't sound like how I left it either. The sky rumbled with thunder, and the architecture looked broken and crumbling to the ground as I felt my lips gape at the sight. "Forgive me, sir, but...the realm, the palace...they are not as you left them."

"What happened here?" I asked, stumbling a tiny bit with Lucienne standing behind me as I continued to look at what happened.

"My Lord, you are The Dreaming, The Dreaming is you. With you gone as long as you were, the realm began to...decay and crumble. Amazingly, it is still somewhat standing in your absence because I feared that we would all perish every day. The residents...the palace staff...most have gone while some went looking for you only never to return." Lucienne explained to me as I felt betrayed, felt like in my absence, everything I created abandoned me. Then I remembered that I had a bigger problem that stemmed from my disappearance. "Sir..."

"Enough. I will not have Dreams and Nightmares preying on the waking world. I will bring them all back. I made this realm once, Lucienne. I will make it again." I watched her adjust her glasses that sat on the bridge of her nose before hearing a groan from behind us. Turning, I saw the young girl named Eris waking up from the treacherous trip I had inflicted on her.

"My Lord...who is this?" Lucienne asked I watched the young girl with reddish brown hair flopping in front of her face.

"My savior Lucienne...she granted me my freedom from Burgess, and I owe her. For now, she is under my protection." I answered, watching the girl look back up at me before taking in the world around her, I knew she would have questions as well, but time was not a thing I had. I needed my things...I needed to rebuild my realm, and I needed to capture The Corinthian.

ERIS

    I couldn't begin to comprehend what was going on around me, I also couldn't fathom the broken world that was crumbling around me. A sense of familiarity was there, but the memory wasn't. I followed the man I saved, whose name I still didn't know, and a dark-skinned woman in glasses as they led to a crumbling-looking decayed castle. Broken bits of concrete and glass littered the floor as I could feel the hopelessness inside the man I saved.

    "I kept a journal for a while. A chronicle of everything that happened in your absence. But slowly, the words began to fade. Sometimes after you left, all the books in the library became bound volumes of blank paper. The next day, the whole library was gone. I never found it again." the dark-skinned woman explained to the man as I was still in awe of this place. It was meant to be a castle, it was intended to be grand like those told in fairy tails to young children before they slept.

    "And yet you remained while others fled, the royal librarian of an abandoned kingdom." the man answered I looked to the woman; she was clean-pressed, proper, and studious to look at.

    "I never felt abandoned. I knew you would return, this world would've died, but your presence still remained. Your energy kept this place alive even with your absence." the woman exclaimed I watched the man's brow narrow with confusion before bending down to pick up a piece of broken glass into his hands. He stood as energy and wind surrounded him as it seemed like he was trying to rebuild his castle by his will. He struggled until he collapsed to his knee, and the dark-skinned woman rushed to his aid. "You need rest, my Lord. Food...and rest, so you are at full strength."

    "No....not without my tools." the man groaned, standing again, clutching the broken glass shard into his hand again.

    "Your tools?" I finally spoke, earning his broken eyes, and the dark-skinned woman looked at me again.

    "My sand, my helm, my ruby." the man answered me I was confused, and the dark-skinned woman matched my look.

    "Why? What happened to them?" she asked I watched the man take to the stairs before sitting down.

    "They were taken from you, weren't they? Those who had you? They took them from you?" I questioned, seeing the man look at me again; his brow was confused by my answer while I just looked down to my feet.

    "She is right...and they were taken from my captors. I know not where nor what I am without them," he answered when I snapped my head up to him, this time taking a small step towards him.

    "And I ask again, who are you? Both of you." I asked, watching him look at the dark-skinned woman and then back onto me.

"This is my loyal confidant Lucienne and I am Morpheus...King of Dreams and Nightmares, Lord of The Dreaming. One of the Endless." he answered my eyes widened; the man I saved from imprisonment was the King of Dreams. I saved the King of Dreams...I was drawn to the King of Dreams. That explained who I was drawn to all those years but left another question; why was I drawn to him in the first place?

~~And they finally know each other properly. I am so excited to this adventure of what is to come.~~