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The sun filtered through the branches of the trees, painting golden sparkles on the green of the forest. A light wind caressed my face as I was in the middle of a peculiar training session with my father. Every blow, every block, resonated with surprising intensity. Although I was aware that all of this was nothing more than a dream, the fatigue I experienced at the end of each session made me question the nature of this reality.

The training continued, but questions hovered around my head like disturbing shadows. Could my family be alive? Although I knew inside that it was not possible, the connection I felt with them left me in emotional doubt, it is as if reality was there but my heart wants to believe in something more than simply the present.

Every night, when I closed my eyes, the image of my family assaulted my thoughts. My little sister's laughter, my mother's loving gaze and my father's protective firmness. However, reality told me that I had seen them die. Or was it an illusion created by my own mind to protect me from pain?

While I was immersed in my thoughts my father took advantage of a small margin of error in my attack and threw me to the ground.

Samantha's father: If you stay distracted, you'll have to do twice as many exercises Sam.

Samantha: Oh...

Samantha's father: Why are you so distracted?

Samantha: It's nothing... Now I'll fight seriously...

Samantha's father: You better.

After he took several steps back, I stood up. to be honest, it was impossible to concentrate, this is a dream, so where is my real body? Did I die? Ahhg... my head was going to explode from thinking so much, it already hurt.

To clear my head a little I decided to blank my mind and concentrate on the fight, maybe a little imaginary or real exercise will make me think better.

It felt a little strange to have my hand back even though I had lost it, it felt like it was a little rusty.

After concentrating my breathing, I adopted my posture, our family was a specialist in being swordsmen, they have been for generations, we were one of the strongest families of the elf race, normally a head of a family lasts too many years. The elves live hundreds of years, however they always cultivate the young for when the time comes.

My father was no exception, he was known as The Swordmaster since his youth, he had been one of the strongest swordsmen in the family in generations.

Defeating him was not going to be easy, I would have to give everything I had to even touch him.

After having my concentration ready, I attacked as fast as I could, however he blocked it without any problem.

Samantha's Father: Ohh... I didn't know you had grown so much in strength Sam, you should fight seriously more often, I guess you've been training secretly, let's see if you can entertain me a little.

I was kind of happy when he told me that.

Samantha's father: Now I'll fight a little more seriously.

He barely finished saying that and he was already in front of me, what!? It was impossible to match that speed, I could barely perceive it with my eyesight, I used my instinct to detect it, in less than a few attacks it managed to hurt me a lot.

As soon as I managed to block one of his attacks firmly I moved away due to the force of his impact, as I thought, he is still as fast as I remembered, however I feel that my strength is different from when I was this age. . Can my true strength enter a dream? Or will it be an effect of my training? Maybe… it's not that, my experience is different from when I was this age.

Without giving me time to think, he continued attacking me without stopping, I managed to block most of them and dodge some, but I was getting tired too quickly, he realized, while I blocked his attacks, he found a gap to attack me, however he had fallen into my trap, I took advantage of that moment to hit him, however he reacted with impressive speed and deflected my sword.

His face had a small cut.

Samantha's father: Juju... not bad Sam, I guess you really have been training secretly., I underestimated you.

I was kind of happy when he told me that.

Samantha's Father: Now I'll take the fight seriously.

As soon as he finished saying that and blinked, I was already flying towards the wall, it was impossible for someone to be that fast... Before I could even think about anything else I crashed into the wall and fell to the floor.

Samantha's father: It's over Sam...

He jumps towards me to end the fight.

I took my last breath, and poured all my concentration into the next attack.

I closed my eyes and kept my posture on the ground, kept my mind calm and took one breath. I felt like the flame in my body was lit for a moment.

when his sword was about to attack me, I opened my eyes and attacked, in less than a second I managed to reach his back, time seemed to go slower, I could do it, I was going to do it, if I hit him I will win, when I was about to hit him, his eyes began to shine, it was As if a flame had been lit inside him, out of nowhere he managed to overcome my speed and block my attack, he grabbed me by the neck and threw me to the ground.

I started coughing up some blood.

Samantha's Father: At what point did you advance so much Sam? Since when can you use our family's technique? If you had informed me he could teach you more things.

My father came to me and helped me up.

Samantha: It's just... It was a surprise...

I told him smiling, he smiled too and gave me a hug.

Samantha's father: I knew you could do it, some said you couldn't surpass me, but when you grow up you will shut their mouths.

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After that we decided to go home to rest, while we were on the way we heard some noises, we looked at the other patio and there was Alicia with my mother, apparently they were practicing some spells, my mother in her time was known as the right hand of the empress Due to its strong magic, I personally was not very interested in magic, so I decided to be a swordsman, although they also forced me to learn magic.

After that, we spent several days practicing, little by little I began to forget that this was actually a dream, before I lost track of reality. I told my father that he should teach me how to use the techniques with daggers and medium swords, he didn't understand why I suggested that, but he agreed.

I didn't know if it was really possible, but if this is a dream and then I will wake up it means that I could have the knowledge of the past in my present.

Apparently what my father taught me was our basic family style, he had not yet shown me the true strength of our family, the lightning style, although currently I only know one technique because I felt that it had a good synergy with the element. My family actually specializes in the lightning style., but how strange, how is that possible? If it's a dream, how does my father know things I don't know? If it's a dream, people I know are only supposed to know the things I know or have seen. The truth is that I still didn't understand many things but I didn't want to despair.

Several days passed, I was very happy to be able to see my family again and spend time with them, I greatly valued every second with them even though it would have been just a dream, on any given day, when I was going to go to sleep, I said good night to them to all.

When I woke up the next day, I was in another place, what was this? Where was it?.

There were some strange machines near me, there were many lights on the ceiling.

A person passing by realized I was awake when I moved a little.

He called someone and they started checking me, I don't know if they were good or bad people, but I had no energy, I couldn't do much.

One of them helped me sit down.

I looked around and there were many people in different beds, it wasn't just me, apparently these people were healers or doctors.

One of them started talking to me, but I didn't understand anything he was saying. Then he signaled to his companion and he nodded and began to speak.

Doctor: What is your name?

Samantha: Samantha...

Doctor: Your accent is somewhat strange, you are of the elf race, right? Sorry, My friend does not speak the language of the gap. I will ask you some questions to know that everything is okay with your body.

While he asked me questions he was writing them down on something in his hand, I didn't know what that was.

Doctor: It's really impressive that you managed to survive, when they brought you the first time we all thought you were dead or that you would soon be dead, I guess your race has its qualities.

I didn't understand some of the things he was saying, or rather I was still a little dazed, I didn't know if this was reality or a dream, for now I was just going to listen.

Doctor: I will inform the boss that you have already woken up.

After telling me that, they guided me to a small room, told me I could take a seat and gave me some food, I didn't know whether to trust these people but I was really very hungry.

I took it without much hesitation, after a while some people appeared at the main entrance, one of them had a mask without a mouth on his face, he used a cane and a completely black suit, he even wore gloves, it was strange, like he didn't fit in here, Next to him was a girl, there was nothing strange about her, perhaps the only strange thing about the two of them would be their clothing, as if they didn't fit in this environment.

They both walked to a table in front of me. the man sat at the small table, put his cane aside and took off his gloves, the girl sat next to him, while he adjusted her mask.

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I was a little alert to him, I felt something strange, maybe a bad feeling

Man in the suit: Good morning, my dear guest, I hope that our facilities have been comfortable enough for your taste.

I didn't say anything, I was just listening to him.

Man in the suit: You may be a little confused, it's normal, they usually last a day or several assimilating that they have returned to reality.

I was a little surprised by what he said.

Man in the suit: However, you can trust me, this is reality.

When he finished saying that, I had a lot of doubts.

Samantha: How... Do you know that?

I felt like he had smiled in his mask.

Man in the suit: The answer is simple, because I was the one who put you in that dream, I use it to be able to treat some patients who are very injured, so their conditions improve faster among other things.

What? She was trying to understand everything calmly.

Samantha: How is that possible?

Man in the suit: Well, now that I think about it, I haven't introduced myself, I can't tell you my real name for now, but I'm known as the Dream Speaker, and about your question, I have the ability to induce people into dreams that they desire and long for.

I was trying to process all the information he was telling me calmly, to be able to make people dream he must be someone incredible... But something doesn't add up.

Samantha: Because if it's a dream, there are things that the people in the dream know that I don't? Normally a dream is made with your information or with the things that you know, right?

Man in the suit: Hmm... no one has asked me that question before, you are the first, and the answer is also simple, because the person in your dream exists.

As? I don't understand.

Samantha: But if the person is already dead, how can they exist?

Man in the suit: Your memories come to life in your dreams, that gives life to the people inside them, but in the end it's just that, a dream, when you wake up it will end.

That meant a lot of things, you could do a lot of things with that information.

Man in the suit: But well, another day we continue talking about dreams, for now, I wanted to see how you were, I don't know if you already realized, but I saved you when you were about to die in the forest, you had many broken bones already, you were barely breathing, 2 more minutes and you wouldn't have survived, you were lucky that when we were leaving we found you.

So they are the people who attacked the concentration camp? I needed more information... And to know what happened to Robert, did he manage to rescue my sister? I didn't know, I needed to look for them.

Samantha: I need to look for a person, he separated from me in that forest.

Man in the suit: Hmm... If you help us with several things maybe I could help you with that, don't think that we just help people, you must return your debt, otherwise... You will have to disappear...

I think I understood what he meant, they would kill me if I didn't return the favor, well I have no options, I will have to pay my debt quickly and get out.

Samantha: Okay, I'll do it.

Man in suit: Perfect, I like that we understand each other quickly, rest for now, tomorrow I will inform you of what your next task and assignment will be.

After that he left the room, I was very thoughtful.

(Robert's perspective)

We spent a few days in the cabins while Alicia recovered. After meeting Mizuki she became fascinated with her. I don't know if it was a coincidence but she began to learn things from Mizuki, strange things about the moon.

My next move or path was divided into two, the first is to look for Samantha, the problem is that I don't know where she is, and the second option is to go to the shelter that I was originally heading to...

I was puzzled, I didn't know what to do.

Mizuki: What's up boy? Your expression says many things.

Robert: By chance, do you know how to locate someone lost?

Mizuki: I don't have those kinds of skills.

I sighed when I heard it.

Mizuki: One of my sisters knows how to do it, although I don't know where she is.

Robert: Don't you have a way to communicate?

Mizuki thought for a while.

Mizuki: There may be a method, although I don't know if it will work...

Robert: You can try?

Mizuki: I can't do it or tell you, it's a secret of my clan.

I ran quickly and brought Alicia, I told her to use her influence as a disciple to get Mizuki to tell her where her sister is so she can find Samantha.

Alicia, confused, began to ask him.

Alicia: Teacher, is there any way to find my sister?

Mizuki: I know someone who could but I don't know where he is, he would have to use our clan's communication technique, although I don't know if it works in this world.

Alicia: Please, teacher, guide me with your wisdom, I want to find it.

Mizuki: Mmm...

After looking at me with a cold gaze, she looked back at Alicia who was looking at her pleadingly.

Mizuki: We'll have to wait for the full moon to appear in two days, so I can try it, anyway... I was thinking maybe I should go out and find my clan...