A New Old World

Break Time

So Doram, who was he?" I asked him once we were far away from the door

"I guess he didn't introduce himself correctly, did he? You know his name but he didn't mention that he is part of the Shine as the Fifth although I must admit that in terms of power he should be the forth my ability to summon golems into every outpost has proven to be more...useful than that of his" he said as we walked into my room

"Wait, I thought this was back at the Outpost?" I said confused

"And I'm pretty sure Jhin explained you about the rooms, they are tied to the owner not the place" he said as he grabbed my baseball bat and inspected it "You will rest now and then with a cool head and after seeing the place will choose what to do. I believe that is the best way to act for someone like you" he said calmly but with sadness in his words

"If you mean because I just came in and all of this is coming my way, don't feel bad" I said walking to him and patting his shoulder as I tried to smile "I am not that weak to be defeated by the mere realization of my situation. That aside, I always feel better after a meeting with my pillow so I'll take on that invitation. See you around boss?"

"See you around kid" he said laughing as he walked away

I sit on my bed and looked around; I could feel the nostalgia from my real home: My family steps, their calls for dinner or the bell from the door whenever a friend or a random seller came by, The memories of the places I had been at that I will not be able to visit again for a long while...the thoughts of the people I cared and loved...the thought of the people I loved... I sighed and laughed "They have always managed without me, I bet they are doing fine" I said and felt heavy when I heard my own voice: Tired, broken and scared. Completely different to what it was when I spoke with Pierre or Doram. Is it maybe that I still fear being forgotten? If so why did I reject that invitation to another group? That would definitely make me more popular, right? But being known isn't being loved, the top is lonely and I have stood there long enough to know I want people who want to be with me rather than needing me for mere minutes and now I have the chance to do that, a whole new world to start a new . I clenched my fist with the gauntlet on it as I lay back on the bed and look up to the roof lifting my arm and looking at it "And it's a world where I finally have the power to protect those friends for real..." I said out loud as I bring out the sword hilt and pulled it out "And I have the power to hold every weapon, the power to have it all and to keep it with me" I started to swing the sword up to two hundred times to tire myself out of my thoughts before I decided to fall asleep but once I started dreaming I couldn't recognize anything as if my eyes were closed but no matter what how much I tried to open them back up the darkness remained. "Where am I ? What is this place? Am I back to the start?" this and more thoughts started to flow into my head as I could see how white cracks of lights started to appear in the ground and as soon as they grew to start and spread the white in the blackness they would go back to cracks and disappear along with my view as it all became pitch black again and so I woke up, I felt rested even though I was panting, whatever that dream might had been I was sure it was but a bad nightmare as I have had plenty before. I realized I hadn't changed clothes and so I grabbed fresh clothes out of my closet: A pair of pant, a t-shirt and a hood on top of it but what surprised me was that when I put the hood on, which had long sleeves, the gauntlet moved through the sleeve and it was still showing on the outside. I tried covering with the sheets and the effect didn't happen, it seemed that the gauntlet wasn't supposed to be hid by mere clothes but the sheets and things that I wasn't wearing were enough to do so. I didn't mind it as the hood was a tone of grey which fitted the gauntlet looks and came out to the door which I opened to see the whiteness of the light which teleported me to where I wanted to go. I took a minute to regain my composure as I wanted for least a second to have seen the painting which always hung outside my bedroom but ended up looking into a blinding white emptiness which this light was as I stepped in and was back at the center room on one of the many lights around the room with people rushing from one light to another and from the lights to the main doors which seemed to lead to another room some of them laughing as well as most of them wearing a white hood tunic with different symbols: Shield, Sword, Bow, staff and bag. I smirked at the idea of the multiple games which had the same icons as I walked toward the center avoiding running into the people who ignored anyone outside their own group as I arrived to the round table in the middle which I remembered being told it was a kind of information desk