Sands Of Time || Dream W.T.

Chapter 2

--just a heads up that 'Y' isn't a typo, it means your Initial and it's what they call ghost you

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'Wait'

Heels clicked and the sound of activating pistons were heard over the bubbles of lava. The netherite barricade raised as the curtains of boiling liquid suspends.

Dream didn't bother looking, too far interested at the dried blood splattered along the walls against the obsidian cell. His blood.

He expected it was some guard again ready to throw in his last meal of the day or if it was his personal scourge, Quakity making a show to torment him again. He didn't really care at this point.

The unfamiliar footsteps grew closer as the netherite wall ceased and instead replaced by two pairs of shoes, one were combat boots and the other one were flats with straps wrapping around the person's leg.

"Dream." He knew that voice, but he couldn't let the disappointment seep off of his skin. He looked up at Niki, his eyes focusing up her boots and to her pink hair.

She was carrying a black book he couldn't see, not that he cared, people bought items in the cells, all of them have been useless, why would this be an exception?

Dream turned to look at the figure beside her, his breath hitched at the sight. "Y/n.." He whispered, hopeful that it wasn't just his imagination playing tricks on him.

"Dream." The girl was in all smiles, her hand occupied with two boxes. He took in her sight, faint e/c eyes, h/c hair that framed her cheerful expression perfectly and a white fitted sundress to cover her translucent skin.

It was too good to be true.

"She's just a ghost, Dream." Niki reminded making him snap his eyes away from her.

Literally.

"But we have a lot for you!" Y's voice then perked up, the ghost making her way towards him. She kneeled down infront of his sitting figure and placed the boxes beside her.

"Which one would you like first?" The very thoughtful ghost asked, not doing anything but reminding him how much he missed Y/n.

"Anything." His voice was soft as he stared at the girl, longing.

"Well you can read this while I play this disc." With that, the girl opened a velvet box, revealing a shimmering disc with light blue plating and clear letterings of his name. Dream only stared, not knowing how to react. A part of him kept thinking it wasn't real but another part was ready to break his heart.

She prepared the jukebox and slid the disc in carefully letting the warm tunes take over the clammy cell.

Dream gulped hearing the familiar melody, he could feel his heart ache, being pinched and pulled in many different directions at the same time.

This was the cherry on top of every worst thing that happened in his 4 months, despite the tortures, the overwhelming hate, the betrayals, this somehow cut deeper than anything else.

"Dreeeeam." Y's voice basically haunted him, he looked up to see her handing him a letter. He took it without saying a word and read.

Dear, Lover...

This was it. The last straw.

With every word he read, he felt his heart break. He clutched the paper, at the same time being careful not to damage the last thing she left for him.

The song soon ended and all he wanted to do was to rage, break down and blame everything for what he's feeling but there's nothing he could do.

Or at least that's what he thought.

"Dream." Niki spoke up and he only blinked at her. "What?"

"Sapnap wants me to give this to you." The book came in sight and he swore the gods were listening to him.

The revival book. He stood up and grabbed the book from the pink haired girl and turned towards the lectern kept in his cell, the last thing on his mind was how they even managed to bring this in the cell.

He scribbled and scribbled, ripping paper by paper. Finally he looked up from the book, heading to the curtains of lava and burned a piece.

Almost immediately the paper ashed, and he turned back towards Y seeing as she looked at them rather innocently not noticing how she was slowly disappearing into thin air.

"As much as you're a great replacement, I can never replace her."