Reborn Into a World of Fantasy

The Attack Aftermath

Year ???? 9:13 Am The Tenth Moon
Day 18th

Y/n's Pov, 31 minutes after the Arbiters had arrived. . .

Opening his eyes Y/n saw a different sight from the other times he was sleeping, the black and empty darkness he usually wakes up in his unconsciousness was replaced by something else. He was on top of a building wearing a hospital gown, the view he could see was very familiar and then he remembered. He was at Sector 4s hospital, his home island where he was born. The same hospital that he saw everyday on the way to school and the biggest building on the island. . . But why was he here? And why was he wearing a hospital gown?

Curious he looked all around him, and everything was picture perfect, from the landscape to the buildings and even the roads. . . Everything looks so beautiful, despite it being one of the more populated sectors it still has a lot of its nature untouched and definitely a lot more futuristic than what it looked like on the mainland twenty years ago, you'd think after all those years of studying tech they would build flying cars or even robots but all we get are hover versions of cars and a few automated machines, cheap and environmentally friendly for some. He then hears something behind him and turns around to see. . .

Y/n:You again?

It was the same dark figure. . . But something different, it's a lot more docile? Less creepy and threatening? He doesn't understand why it's acting like this or why it's here but he thinks it is relatable to what he's seeing now.

Y/n:Why are you here? Who are you really?

The figure doesn't answer. But just moves closer, Y/n backs away slowly as a response to this, but the figure just keeps moving until Y/n couldn't back away any further since he was at the edge of the building and falling in a dream is not usually good thing, as the figure gets close to him and grabs his wrist rather gently and places something on his hand.

Y/n:What do you want me to do with this. . .? He was trying to stay calm, but he was already shaking slightly in fear.

Figure???:Use. . . Write. . . Blood. . . Sword. . . Time. . .

What Y/n received was a parchment rolled up with a simple yet elegant red ribbon, he couldn't understand what the creature was saying despite it talking to him clearly this time, but he accepted the parchment and placed it into his inventory.

Figure???:Look. . . Down. . . Fall. . . Sorrow. . . Death. . .

He didn't understand what it was saying, but he looked down anyway and saw something. . . A dead body?

Y/n:What th-

Before Y/n could get a good look he suddenly falls off the roof as the area changes into darkness once again and the figure follows him eventually getting close to him to say some final words.

Figure???:Sacrifice. . . Fall. . . Fail. . . Death. . . Sorry. . . Y/n. . .

Before he could understand what the figure was saying and before hitting the ground, the figure rips his head off in a familiar fashion as Y/n bursts awake on the edge of the bed in a cold sweat while breathing heavily. . . He doesn't know what happened but it looks like he didn't sleep for long, after taking a look around the room. . . As he only slept for what he thought to be a few minutes or maybe more. . . Then rising pain erupts slightly from his back as he might have forced his wound a little bit too much during the attack and his sudden rise. He removes his bandages to see that he wasn't bleeding, some of his smaller cuts have healed fully already and his bruises are gone, although the larger wounds remain it would take a day or more for those to fully heal. Thankfully he hasn't suffered anymore damage thanks to 'Iron Defense' and his armor for taking the hits for him. The last thing he wants now are more deliberating wounds on his body.