"Dune!?" I exclaimed. He looked at me with a grin on his bricked face. We had been moving around in the blue for a while, but as we moved, the world started to turn. Instead of blue, it turned to a carpeted like texture of red, then there were items, such as batons, swords, and a large crossbow that flew by. Then came benches, and tables, with lamps and such. I hadn't thought about it, but they were things I were obsessed with, then things I used as I grew up with. There were more fantastic beasts, where I saw a dragon, and many orcs and ogres. "Man, you must've had an amazing imagination," came JawBreaker. I looked behind me, and saw her. She was built bulky, with a metal body and crystalized face. Her arms were built with a hardened clay, and her legs had been built from cement, with rebar at the joints. "Yeah, I'm just glad they aren't real." I said. The world was still changing, and soon, the ground started to appear. I felt like I was in a game, though it didn't have a name. Buildings grew from the ground, and I watched as random people came from them. It was so odd, seeing it happen in front of my eyes. There was a split second where everything was as simple as this, but then my mind went back a month. "It's my game..." I whispered to myself. The world was as beautiful as I had wanted, all the way up to where the trees were as tall as the cathedral they were beside. Dune was looking at it as well, and saw a human-like character leaving a house. They were built simple, most barely interacting with him, and as we continued walking, JawBreaker saw a man running toward us. He was the first guest, as I recalled. "Thank the lords that you're here!" he said in my voice. "We are under attack, please, help us defeat the orcs!" Dune was confused. He saw what the orc was, but he hadn't a clue what they were. Jawbreaker was the same, though I felt they were one of the few that we saw as we flew through space before here. "I will accept, but what is this place?" I asked. The man was confused. It was as though he hadn't thought of a name for the land. "Quickly we must move!" he yelled, then ran off in one direction. I was going to follow, but then felt Dune grab my shoulder. "Where are we?" he asked. "We're in something I created." "Yeah, I know that, but what is this place?" He asked. I explained it to the both of them, speaking of how it is a game, where you need to go through a bunch of different levels to gain experience. "So that's why the Body Two chose this." they said in unison. Now I was the one confused, "The Body Two places the main participant in a situation where they have already had to have a fight. It's like how you said, with each win in these 'levels', the difficulty keeps getting harder. It seems that this game is going to be our new training grounds.'' That seemed a bit over my head, but I went with it. We started to follow the person, and we were met by three Orcs, standing in a row. They came towards us, yelling. "Graah!" said one of them. Dune had been dealing with one of them, using his ability to pull them in the ground, then punching him until he sputtered into dust, leaving behind a giant club. JawBreaker was using her cemented legs to crush in the head of the one on my right, and the one in the middle was charging toward me. I didn't have my weapons, but knew how to take them down. My hands were clenched, and I ran towards it. It began to raise its club, and I knew it would only strike down, trying to splat me into the ground like a fly. So I jumped to the left. It couldn't stop its motion, so it continued to slam down where I was, then turned its head toward me, with eyes like daggers. I ran towards it again, and slipped between its legs, climbing up its back like a spider on a wall. I reached its shoulder blades, and ran my fists into its spine. The first punch made him grunt, but when I pushed my limit and used all my strength, he flew closer to the ground. I stood up on his back, and jumped up, before squatting midair, and pushing my feet into the back of his shoulders. His arms went out, and his face hit the ground. Adrenaline went through my body, and my eyes turned red once again, pulling back my arm, rocketing my fist through his head. It fell off, revealing a darkened abyss of nothingness. My arm was unscathed, and my body dropped as the body disintegrated. He dropped another club, so I grabbed it.
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FantasyThis story tells the tale of a man, sent forwards 1000 years into the future. The land is barren, language has changed a bit, and writing is very rare. He has an unusual power, and when it's released, he seems uncontrollable. Watch the tale unfold...