You roll over, the bed squeaking beneath you, a strange coldness hanging in the air. You groan and open your eyes. A gasp escapes your lips, your blood turning cold, horror overtaking your visage. Just an inch from your face, you make out the lifeless eyes of Koko, her face unnaturally pale, her lips dry and cracked. You jolt away from her corpse, jolt away from her vacant stare, jolt right over the bed’s edge.
[Name: Ako
Class: Waifu
Strength: Lvl 3
Mind: Lvl 2
Soul: Lvl 3]
Why can’t the bed just be a little bigger? Seriously, is that too much to ask? Once more, you find yourself face down and butt up in a way that is much less lewd than it sounds. You twist around, swinging your legs off the bed before climbing to your feet. Your twin tails a tad unruly, you stand barefoot at the bedside, your pink eyes taking in the horrific sight in front of you. While you had been sleeping, she had died. She had died, and you didn’t even know.
Your pink eyes burn, beginning to overflow with tears. You sniffle as one of your tears rolls down your cheek. It reaches your chin, dropping in time, splattering upon the portion of your pink nightgown flaring out over your chest. More tears drop as you stand there, the room oppressively dim.
Wait. Why? Why is she not a drop? Why is she a corpse? You blink as a realization hits you. The dead cat girl lying on the twin-sized bed cannot be the real Koko since the real Koko would have turned into a drop upon death. Does that mean this is a nightmare? Your tears don’t quite stop, but a feeling of relief washes over you. You stand in a literal nightmare, a nightmare where Koko has died.
[Class: Giant Rat
Strength: Lvl 3
Mind: Lvl 1
Soul: Lvl 2]
A growl reaches your ears, sending a shiver down your spine. You take a step back, the long, blue locks of your hair slightly swaying with the motion, your cream-hued skin clammy. A huge, black rat stands on the opposite side of the bed, its hungry eyes on the corpse between you and it, drool dripping from its agape mouth. Is it going to eat her? Please say it’s not going to eat her. Your pink eyes follow the thing as it moves closer to the dead cat girl, its drool outright dripping on her now.
You can’t just let this happen. Real Koko or not, you can’t just let this monster eat her. You gulp and raise your fists, deciding you will fight this thing if that is what it takes. You will absolutely not allow Koko to be eaten by a rat. Still clad in your pink nightgown, you will your fingerless gloves into existence, said gloves already on your hands when they manifest. You can’t do that in the actual dungeon, but since you’re in a nightmare, why not just have your gloves magically appear?
You lunge forward and throw a punch at the rat’s face, or at least you meant to. Only making it one small step forward, you find yourself frozen, an unspeakable terror consuming you. Why can’t you move? For whatever reason, your body rebels against your will, and you can’t go through with the attack. Instead, you can just watch as the enormous, drooling rodent bites into the dead cat girl. You wince at the disturbing sight, the color draining from your face, your stomach churning.
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The creak of a door swinging open creeps across the room, your skin crawling. Finally managing to look away from the horrifying imagery in front of you, you look back over your shoulder, your movements small and jerky. Your pink eyes widen as they lock onto the figure of a woman in the doorway.
[Name: Val
Class: Freight
Strength: Lvl 3
Mind: Lvl 3
Soul: Lvl 4
Skill: Nightmare]
Val’s brown eyes meet yours, a smile spreading across her face. Her short, black hair seems to blend into the shadows. She lifts a hand, her skin pale, and beckons you to come. The strangely attractive yet terrifying woman watches you as she waits, her eyes expectant. Why would you come to her though? Waifus are vanishing. Coming to her strikes you as an extremely bad idea.
Val beckons again, the smile not leaving her face. You take a shaky step towards her. You don’t know why but you take it. It’s as if something tugs you towards her against your own will. You try to resist as best as you can, yet you find yourself taking yet another shaky step. Why are you walking towards her? You certainly shouldn’t be walking towards her, should you? You can’t resist though. You take one step after another, each as wobbly as the last. Your heart races, your breaths picking up.
She reaches her hand out as you near, and yet another shiver runs down your spine. Something is wrong. Something is very wrong. Don’t reach out to her. Your hand ignores you, and you start reaching out to her in return. Is this it for you? Are you going to disappear? Only a few inches remain between your hand and hers. You desperately desire to pull away, yet your body pays you no heed, opting to continue reaching out. Your eyes squeeze shut in fear.
“Wake up, Ako! Wake up!” Koko screams at you.
[Name: Koko
Class: Cat Girl
Strength: Lvl 4
Mind: Lvl 1
Soul: Lvl 3]
Your pink eyes flit open as you awaken, your girlfriend’s hands on your shoulders as she frantically shakes you. “I-I’m up,” you say drowsily.
“You OK? Looked like you were having a pretty bad dream. Wasn’t one of those nightmares, was it?”
You smile weakly and then hug the worried cat girl. “I thought I was a goner. Thanks, Koko.”
“Don’t mention it.” She returns your embrace, sharing a nice moment with you, her touch warm. “Want to get back to sleep?”
You nod, still clearly drowsy. With a yawn, you lean back, trying to get comfortable. Koko’s arms soon come for you, gently caressing you as the cat girl spoons you.
“You just concentrate on getting your beauty sleep,” she says sweetly. “I’ll make sure nothing bad happens to you in the meantime.”