E A R T H R E A L M. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The middle-aged man in pressed black suit looked around in the crowd he found himself in anticipation to meet up with an old time acquaintance. Maybe more of an ex boss. The sound of the joyful crowd stopped him from being completely disentangled from his environment. He was almost drowning in his thoughts as he walked amid these random American citizens that seemed to be parading the street in celebration of the 4th day of July.An African American with a tattoo of a python peeking out through the collar of his white shirt and extending itself all the way to the back of his left ear. His hair was properly cut, and it had this amazing waves at the front of it that would charm anyone. It took him so much time and effort to be able to look this way after the fatal accident he had a year ago, but still his efforts could do nothing to conceal the scar which ran all the way from above his right eyebrow, slanting across his nasal

CENTRAL CITY OREGON I was plunged out of the dream in no time, and it seemed as if I had arrived into another new world at first until I saw Kilish and Ral standing beside me. I was sent into this dream where I lived life just like I used to live while I was on earth, and it was so special. “Welcome back Sanxi,” Ral says to me and my brows draw together. I wished they never brought me back here by waking me up from the dream. The dream was a remembrance of the kind of life I just to live on earth and it was full of freedom. “Why did you wake me?” I say to Ral and Kilish who are both standing beside me- Kilish on my right and Ral on my left. “You have misplaced your priority in the dream we sent you into. You lost your way from the true purpose, and it got to a point where you began to live another person’s life. The young woman called Iris Greenwood is not even in existence, not in this world and not even on earth. It was all just a trick from the enemy,” Kilish explains to me and

D R E A M W O R L DM I N A T O'S P O V My eyes open and they meet the shinning sun. It is so harsh that I have to shield my eyes with my hands. I have no idea how I got here, but it hit me that I am not laying on my bed. In fact, it is clear that I am laying in the sands, in a place that is extremely hot. I can feel the hot grains of sands sticking to my sweaty body around the regions that are not covered by the cloth I am putting on. I turn on my face and I push myself up by pushing on the ground. I sigh when I finally get up. "Where is this place?" I say to myself as I let my eyes wander around in the surrounding sands. The sands are just like gold, and it looks very beautiful, but it is so hot here, and for that I cannot enjoy the view for long. It is clear to me that this is a desert and for this, I may not find a better place to hide from the intense sunlight. I will have to bask under it for a really long time. I know this, but I still cannot give up. I decide that I wi

D R E A M W O R L DM I N A T O'S P O V "I am so surprised that you are offering me such an opportunity, but I have no skill to offer," I say to him, wondering why he suddenly decided to add me to his team. "No, on the contrary, I think you have everything we need and don't have on our team. Your way of thinking is different, and we can use your help. By the way, even if you don't like the offer, you can at least stay here, get a shelter and some food, and while you wait until you remember where you came from, you can help us in contributing to our struggle in trying to find the fast traveler," he says to me and I grin. "Of course, I am interested in the offer. I was only afraid that I won't be able to help you in anyway, but if you still think I should stay then it is fine with me. Thank you for your help," I say to him and he nods. "My name is Drin, what is your name?" he says to me. . ."Minato, Minato Nishimura," I say to him and he stretches his hand toward me and clasp m

C E N T R A L C I T Y, E R E G O N.M I N A T O'S P O V"Note that this ring is powerful, and it must be kept with caution. It was made by our ancestor, Xenark's brother, and it was meant for you. It was written in his prophecy about you, but Xenark cast it into the dream world when were all ignorant about the prophecy and had no idea what it meant. We were so careless then that we could not really worry about the ring and what Xenark did to it," Kilish says to me and I sigh. "what is the purpose of the ring with me? It should be for something, and Xenark was putting it away from me because he didn't want me to use it for the purpose it serves," I say to him and he turns to Ral and turns back at me. Maybe he needed a second opinion to back his up. He may not be sure if it is right to tell me, but some part of him wants to tell me. "It is called the locator. It will help you to track, locate and find any creature from the underworld that creeps into Eregon. It is a strong inst