Lucid dream

Friday 2017

"I died again, stupid game! Let's go back to Ninecraft, bro!"

"You said you were going to play my game after we played yours, and now you want to come back? No way."

"When did I say that? I don't remember ..."

"Hey, where have I heard this before?"

"hihihi"

"Come on, you're already playing better than a lot of people, and you only played a few days, coming soon you're going to be the best in the game just like your brother!"

"You think?"

"Have I lied to you yet? Come on, be reborn and come back here."

"Okay ... But this character is a little bit annoying, bro."

"Didn't you say you wanted something to heal and help me? Priest is the best class for that."

"I know, this is good, but I also want to help you kill everyone!"

"This again? You can take the paladin I spoke to earlier!"

"No! I want a cute character just like me, not a gorilla!"

"Hey, where did you learn to be narcissistic? At school? Besides, you can change your appearance later."

"Hihihi Admit that you agree! I will not play with a gorilla!"

"Sigh...Right ... You can play as a Shadow Priest, but it is very difficult, especially for a beginner, you heal much less than a Priest, but if you play well, you can help a lot with damage and debuffs."

"You said I'm going to be better than you soon, so that's okay, right?"

"Hey narcissist, I said it will be the same, never better."

"Hihi We'll see!"

In a debate with their sister, Miguel and Gabriela were each at a computer playing their MMORPG, while teaching her how to play with the Shadow Priest class for a few hours.

"You are doing very well lil sis, you can take this character of mine for you. Later I show you the tutorial it I did of the Shadow Priest class for you read and learn everything about him. We are going to our last dungeon of the day, I am going to call our party. "

"OK! I said I will get over you."

"It is good to dream, brat."

"hihi"

After some time playing, in the middle of the final boss of the game, his bedroom window opened, bringing a cold winter wind that was about to arrive along with an almost imperceptible sound ...

'Whisper...'

"What?" Looking at his sister who was concentrating on the game, Miguel asks about the whisper he heard.

"Huh? Pay attention to the boss, bro!"

"Sorry, I thought I heard something." Shaking his head and paying attention to the game again, Miguel returns to focus.

"Our Priest died, we will loss this run."

"It was my fault. I make up for it with DPS, don't give up yet."

In the bedroom listening only to the click of the keyboard, even with both demonstrating an incredible APM, the dungeon was not doing very well due to the lack of momentary attention in a crucial moment of Miguel.

"First tank died ... Watch out for the aggro, Assassin!"

"Damn it! Secondary tank, concentrate on giving dodge and pulling aggro as much as possible, forget your DPS, only 30% of the bar is left, we'll make it!"

The secondary tank with a health bar of 30% was deflecting the best of the boss's abilities as he could, while using his skills to pull aggro, the Shadow Priest and the wizard discharged just enough skills not to pull the aggro towards themselves, while deviated from AOE skills.

"OK, lil sis you're doing well, keep it up. Forget about healing in the tank and prioritize DPS."

In a short time the tank had 5% of life, and Miguel mentally prepared to start pulling the aggro.

"Well, good ... Keep it up, it's 20%. With the tank dying, the aggro will come to me, and I will hit the boss. The recharge time of my teleport and barrier will come back, and I can dodge for a while , focus fully on DPS. "

"It's coming, don't stop!"

With the tank dying Miguel starts to release all possible damage without worrying about aggro, while dodging the boss.

"10% we are almost! Do not stop!"

5% ... 50% ...

"I used my barrier!"

4% ... 30% ...

"Good! He's ours!"

3% ... 10% ...

"I'm almost dying but the teleport will come back from the cooldown again, don't heal and focus on doing damage!"

2% ... 5% ...

Even with Miguel hitting the boss with an APM impossible for anyone else, there were still blows and abilities impossible to deflect, and this caused his life to decrease even faster than that of the boss.

1% ... 1% ...

"RIGHT! MY TELEPOR ..."

As he prepared to teleport, and deviate from the boss's last skill to survive, Miguel felt a chill and a sharp stab in the head, and at the same moment, he also heard an indecipherable whisper.

'It's almost in t..e ..n.'

"WHAT? Argh!"

Raising his hands to his head, Miguel squirms in pain as his sister jumps out of the chair and begins to celebrate the victory in the dungeon.

"Bro we did it! I got over you sooner than we thought, you died and I survived! Hahaha."

Because she was focused on the game, Gabriela did not realize that her brother was writhing in pain with his hands on his head, but when he went to give his a hug, he realized that something was not right.

"Brother? BROTHER ??"

"ARRRGH !!!"

Passing out on the chair, Miguel looks around and all he sees is darkness, and a few meters away he comes across a spark of white fire ...

"What is this? Where am I? Did I die?"

Looking everywhere, Miguel starts to think about what had happened.

"I was playing, I felt a strong pain in my head and I lost consciousness ... Is that what you call a lucid dream?"

"Hi"

With a female voice, the spark starts a conversation.

"Huh? Hello ..."

"Hehe Confused?" With a smiling and warm voice, the woman with the spark showed a strange feeling of love in each of her words, making Miguel totally calm down and feel at peace.

"More or less ... This is a lucid dream, right? And you are something of my imagination."

"Yes and no ... we are in your imaginary world, but I am not the product of your imagination, I am here paying you a short visit." says the spark in a distant but still warm voice.

"Haha Got it. What's the reason for the visit?"

With a laugh and being a little skeptical, Miguel continues the conversation just to see what happens, while trying to imagine the spark disappearing, or trying to wake up from the dream.

"I said I'm not your imagination haha ​​you don't have to try to expel me ... I don't have much time, anyway. You won't remember this conversation now, but I wanted to tell you that I have always been with you, I know your difficulties, joys and sadness, I know your nature and you have developed an incredible personality. I love it all ... I am very proud of you. "

Listening to the spark speaking, Miguel starts to pay a little more attention, because he realized that even with the spark without having a mouth or face, he was smiling, and shedding tears of happiness.

"Who are you?" Feeling a slight tightness in his chest with the display of affection, Miguel begins to take his imagination more seriously, and shows curiosity about the voice.

"You will know when the time comes ... Unfortunately your time here will come soon, and I will give you a little help after that. Because of me, you will have a little trouble with some matters ... Even though I want you to have a normal life, the only thing waiting if you do, is suffering and death ... I'm sorry. "

As if she were shaking her head in denial, and looking down with a look of regret and guilt, the female voice stops talking for a moment, apparently thinking about something, but it speak again soon after.

"Because of that I want to give you two gifts ... First is the memory of your life here. I want you to have the memory of having a normal life when you wake up, and along with that memory, you will also have a few years of advantage over others people, being intelligent and responsible, with their personality already shaped since birth ... "

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Totally lost on what the spark was talking about, Miguel begins to lose interest in the dream again, imagining it to be just a meaningless dream, and to imagine himself waking up, since he was worried about his sister.

"Sigh ... I'm on my way, boy." Rolling his imaginary eyes, the spark is a little upset with Miguel's manners, but he also understands that what he is doing is something out of reality in this world.

"Because of your manners, consider this my first punishment for you, I will let you find out about the second gift alone. But know that it will help you to become stronger to defend yourself. That was ... difficult, and you will need to help update it, but I hope you enjoy the familiarity and make good use of it. "

Showing a little discontent at the beginning, but ending with a tearful and loving voice again, the spark starts to slowly decrease its voice.

"I'm sorry that I need to be like this. I wanted to spend more time with you. When you remember that, I want you to remember that I love you. Depending, we may be able to see each other again in the future. I would be happy."

Feeling a light breeze caressing his face and something cold on his forehead, Miguel returns his attention again to the spark, which as he speaks, gets weaker and weaker and lower in voice, until everything in his sight returns to darkness.