A Little, The ID, and One Dreamscape
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There once was a boy named Klepto, who was so depressed he fell asleep in on the bathroom floor after sobbing his eyes out. When he woke up, he wasn't in the bathroom, but wrapped up in a fluffy blanket burrito on his bed. With a strange, yet kind looking man.
The man told him he was something akin to an imaginary friend but in physical form, made from his subconscious desire for comfort and care and he offered him something he couldn't possibly refuse.
He said, "Young child, you're far too young to be this down. Allow me to take you to a world where all you'll ever be is happy. Anything you want, you'll get. The only catch, is you have to stay with me."
Klepto pondered it over "I don't even know your name! How could I possibly trust you?"
The man chuckled quietly, gently placing a hand on his head. "Edison. Call me Edison."
After some discussion and prompting (it wasn't really that hard), Klepto decided to join the ma- Edison to this so called Paradise of a world made just for them.
(Note: this story MAY contain elements that aren't child friendly or may be disturbing/triggering for sensitive readers. It also contains references and portrayal of age regression both as a coping mechanism and a trauma response. Please read at your own discretion.)
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