It’s a dream.

A dark dream of terrifying past.

When all begun, there only two colors.

It’s red.

Crimson red like blood.

By the time they realize, their entire vision filled with sinister crimson light.

It’s black.

A pure blackness of lightless darkness.

A giant terrifying black whirl summoned in midst of crimson light, swept everything on ground below it.

Then, something more terrifying appear.

Amidst the crimson light and black wind, a dark hole opened.

A lightless hole that devouring everything.

They didn’t know what is that, but their mind unknowingly recognizing it.

A calamity.

…

.

They see it.

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Something that hiding in the hole.

Under the calamity, there’s a burning city.

Once was a home.

Once was a beautiful place.

Once was a great capital.

Now, it is wrecked beyond recognition in despairing state.

Bright red thoroughly painting the city.

Crimson red redecorating the street and building.

Terrifying black things were crawling in every part of city.

They devouring anything in their path. Filling the world with blackness.

Blood-curling screams raise.

Despair cry flying along black storm.

They, who were watching the nightmare from the center of calamity, can’t do anything except laying helplessly.

No longer they have strength to resist of fight against despair.

Only waiting their turn to devoured by the darkness.

As one of black things approach them, they close their eyes, waiting for their end.

…

……

But it never happens.

The storm got stronger, swept them over to sky, sucking them upward the dark hole.

As their bodies approaching the hole, a gentle and warm light suddenly come out, enveloping them as though trying to protect them.

Their red and black color turned white.

Then everything was changed.

…

The dream ended.

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*Gasp*

A gasping breath escaping out as she suddenly wakened.

Looking around, she found was herself still in her room.

Touching her forehead, she felt the wetness of drenched sweat.

“…”

No longer sleepiness left after the dream, she decided to take a little walk.

She opens the door, looking at very different scenery from her dream.

No longer she saw tall buildings or stone houses. Instead, there’s only simple wooden houses and green field as far scenery goes.

No chaos death she saw in dream, only serenity life in reality.

She walks out, looking at slightly brightened horizon as dawn just arrive.

“It’s been four years.”

She murmurs softly.

Reminding herself four years have passed since that tragedy took place far from her currently.

Four years since the nightmare was ended.

Four years after this peaceful dream will end.