[So apparently this dipshit went back to sleep again after the previous dream...]
Our thrustworthy, kind-hearted, brave and cunning ranger was standing in the middle of a clearing in a deep, dark forest. With determination in his eyes, he gazed upon said forest, and let out a deep, but hopeful sigh. He knew that the challenges ahead are hard, and will require all of his might and strenght. But alas, he felt no fear. Only the thrill of adventure.
Next to him, stood Zachary:
- Dad, can we go back now? - his voice was trembling; he has never been this far from home.
- Don't tell me you want to turn back now! - answered his dad, with a joyful tone. - The waterfall is just half an hour from here.
- I know but... - he didn't want to finish his sentence. "...I'm afraid." He averted his gaze from his dad, and away from the forest as well; he directed it towards his shoes, and his bow. His bow... felt unfamiliar somehow. It was looking odd. Not the old, trusty wooden bow he got from his dad. It was a bit bigger, and not only that; it looked fabulous. Where did he get it from?
"What has happened to the bow?! How...who? I think Sevrik gave it to me.... but who the hell is Sev..." Then a realization hit him, swiftly, like a truck on a highway road speeding towards a family of 4 in a leharcolt Renault Twingo:
"It's a dream." Indeed, it was. But he couldn't wake himself. Instead, he rushed to his dad and hugged him.
- Hey, hey, is everything good? - asked his dad. But Zachary didn't answer; at least not in words, rather in tears. His dad hugged him back.
- I know, Zachary. I know that it's hard. I love you; but you have to move forward. Look. - Zachary cleared his eyes, and looked towards where his father pointed. There was a women, dressed in dark, with glowing, purple eyes. He froze. It was his mother, smiling. In that moment, he felt his dad's hand on his shoulder.
- They cannot go further, be not afraid. - as soon as Zachary would've asked who is 'they', another figure appeared at his mother's side. It was a man, also dressed in dark, in fact, Zachary couldn't even see his face. But he wielded a bow. He moved closer to the pair, but as soon as he could make out the man's face, he stopped on shock.
It was him. And he laughed at himself.
- What's the matter, Ranger Captain? - asked the Dark Zachary [ooooohhh nagyon edgy ooooooh] from him, and moved to the very beginning of the clearing. - Afraid of the future? - his voice was distorted, like a culmination of voices speaking at the same time. His eyes were replaced by a dark, purpleish and glowing fog. He smiled for a moment, but the lowered his lips. Zachary just stood there. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He knew it was an illusion, of course, he was inside his own head. But something about this felt real. Too real. In this state of shock, he could only ask one thing:
- Where is Jeremy?
- So we're playing this game, then. Alright. Regarding Jeremy, it was no wrongdoing that took him. He is an old bird, and you know that.
- How do I know it's the truth?
- Don't you feel it? I am you. You'll know if I lie, pal. - it was true; in a strange way, Zachary could 'feel' whatever the dark version did. And right now, it was telling the truth.
- Why are you beside that witch? - his voice was more clear now. And more hateful.
- Zachy, you shouldn't talk to your mother like that. - answered his mother. - Besides...
- ...she didn't force your hand. - the Edgelord Zachary finished the sentence. Normal Zachary couldn't believe himself. He could never imagine a reality where this is true; but it was, nonetheless. He felt it. And it made him sick.
- Why? - Black Zachary laughed at him upon this question, then said:
- You know it. In your bones. - his tone quickly changed; it was more serious, more harsh now. - You are a good person. WE are a good person. We want to help those who cannot help themselves. - as he said this, he leaned closer to the edge of the clearing. - And we wanted to help someone so badly that we chose this path. - he stopped briefly, then held out his hand. - Take my hand, pal. I'll show you. - Normal Zachary stood still for a moment, thinking about the answer. He knew who was the other version talking about, but still couldn't imagine the scenario.
- If we did take on these powers to help her, why isn't she with you?
- She is. I'll show you. But only if you take. My. Hand. - Zachary felt the temptation. The temptation of wanting to know the truth. Wanting to take a look onto this reality; after all, what is evil, if you consider yourself a savior? But at that same moment, he heard a voice from behind himself;
- Zachary! - it sounded calm, caressing, and happy. It sounded like
🥵😳👉👈💍💐🌞🌈S C A R L E T T 🌈🌞💐💍👉👈😳🥵.
Zachary turned around. His dad was nowhere to be found, but the other edge of the clearing was much closer; he was practically a few metres away from the elf. She was waving towards him, smiling.
- It is an illusion, pal, don't trick yourself.
- So it is just as real as you are.
- Exactly. But ask yourself the question; which feels more real? Chasing someone that doesn't even acknowledge you, chasing a mere thought, a fleeting bite of happiness in a cold, dark world; or accepting who you are, and making said cold world a better place? The choice is yours. - Zachary looked back at himself; then at Scarlett again.
He didn't need another look.
- If the choice is truly mine - he paused to look back at his mother -, then I choose the fleeting happiness over the eternity of being a puppet. - His mother's smile lowered to a hateful grin. So did Dark Knight Zachary's.
- As you wish. - said the two in unison, then they disappeared into thin air. Zachary took a dee breath, then started to walk towards
🥵😳👉👈💍💐🌞🌈S C A R L E T T 🌈🌞💐💍👉👈😳🥵.
The elf smiled, and held out her hand. Zachary then noticed Jeremy flying over to Scarlett, and landing on her shoulder. As he came closer and closer, the scenery has changed; when he grabbed the girl's hand, they were stadning in a ball room, in the middle of a big crowd. He felt a burning sensation in his stomach, and said:
- Scarlett, I... I want to ask something.
- Yes? - answered le' bludhoonter.
[
- Do you want to see Deez?
- Deez what?
- Deez nuts. 😎😜🤯😵🤣
]
- I... I... - the ballroom had suddenly started to evaporate, along with the crowd, with Scarlett, and Jeremy.
He woke up.
Zachary shook his head, then headed over to the mirror. What he saw in that made sure to him that he is, in fact, still in a dream, but
OH BOY WHAT A DREAM IT IS.
In the mirror, stood the pinnacle of mankind, the Adonis of all men, the everlasting and most beautiful sculpture of creation, with his almighty chin, bushy beard, muscles shaped like a living god, and a single loincloth, as the founding fathers intended. Zachary Ravenpost,
💪T H E M A N💪.
He stepped over to Scarlett's bed, but she was not there. He lifted up her bed with one hand, to check, but she did not hide. At least not there.
- Women like play. Zachary go search. - he smiled (and of course he was thinking loudly), and jumped out through the window. He landed in the courtyard, making a huge crater and most definitely rupturing the foundation of the continent. He stood up, looked around, and started to walk, wherever his legs wanted to go. He saw two women up ahead, he smiled at them, and said:
- Hey. - the two women couldn't withstand the sheer sexual power of this demigod, and immediately gave birth to two children, who ran up to their father:
- Father, we shall go and take back the Ancient Land of Men.
- Go, my sons, guide humanity back to it's glory. - and with that, the kids departed with the speed of light. Zachary became hungry, so he quickly searched up a bakery.
- Welcome, sir, what can I get you? - asked the bakerman.
- Food. - answered Zachary, still smiling.
- Errrmm... a little bit more specific, sir?
- Many food. Zachary hungry. - he pointed towards his tummy, and opened his mouth to an extent that's not humanly possible. He started to vaccuum up all the bread, croissant, and other delicacies that the baker had on display, along with the display counter itself. When he finished, he let out a mighty burp, that caused an earthquake AND a tornado in Fushireishima. The baker was shocked to his core; he couldn't comprehend the might of Zachary.
- Eeehh... s-s-sir...
- Nom-nom. - interrupted Zachary. - Food good, Zachary thankful, here. - He opened up a dimension-portal, and took out a big bag of gold. He dropped it on the floor then went outside. He saw two rapscallions doing some mischief at the other side of the street, so he quickly came up to them.
- You stop. Vandalism bad.
- Shut yer mouth, bruv, and sod off, before I gut ye like a bloody F E S H. - they have committed a sin so atrocious, Zachary had only one way of sloving this; he moved up his left chest muscle. One of the guys lived 1000 years in constant agony in the matter of a second in real life, the other got testicular cancer. They quickly apologized, and went on to open a monastery. Zachary then finally spotted Scarlett, sitting on a bench, reading a book. He ran there at such a high speed he tore a hole in reality and destroyed a bunch of universes altogether.
- Scarlett here. Zachary here. Is good.
- Yes, it is. But it could be better if I could see the sun getting up! - Zachary didn't need to hear this twice; he threw a punch towards the mountain that blocked the view. The shockwave tore a hole onto said mountain, and the sun shined upon Scarlett's face. And Zachary's godly body. Scarlett became mesmerized by the sight, and jumped on Zachary's back:
- Let's go, my dear, save the world!
- Zachary save world with woman! - and then, they flew away.
Zachary woke up again, this time, for real. Out of the two dreams, he seems to have only remebered the first one. If it is for the better or worse, only time will tell.
But he felt the urge to ask Scarlett about the grand ball.
YOU ARE READING
Merlett: The BloodFairy Romance
Fantasya shitty summary of a dnd campaign, with the elements of both fanfiction and shitposting, where the only parts written are those that I can tun into some Z-category romcom, and the real story happens between them that's it, go read it and have a bra...