Dreams... They're in a sense - the embodiments of inner of one's mind.
Some might be pleasant. Some might be turbulent.
Some might be fleeting, melting in the waking moment in summer haze. Some might be vivid, imprinting themselves from years on end.
And some...
Might be a backdoor to the infinite possibilities.
While dreaming, one will find themselves in the world of their own subconscious. Its shape depends from person to person: each draws from the well of their memories, emotions and ego...
They will be none-the-wiser.
To them, it might be just another reality, similar to their own - before waking up and realizing that it was, indeed, a dream.
But some special individuals are different in that regard. They know that they're in the dream; and with the power of will, they can potentially bend the world to their will.
These people are what we call - Lucid Dreamers.
The way a person becomes Lucid is varying. Some might intentionally want to become such under various methods. Some might become such, not even realising it or intending to.
One thing is clear.
That power of freedom is truly liberating.
And such individuals are granted access to the worlds hidden away within the fathoms in the sea of the collective unconsciousness. The worlds that are beyond their imagination, hidden in the Nexus of Somnium - a filament separating reality from subconscious...
However, to prove their worth, to prove that they're capable wielders of their power - they must go through the trials of the Nexus. Guarded by various incorporeal spirits - it is where many aspiring Lucid Dreamers fail; rendering them to be stuck in their little world of their own amalgamated creation. A small bubble which they cannot control nor comprehend, reduced to ordinancy.
One peculiar dream world, seemingly existing on its own, is split in two: the realm of nightmares and the realm of dreams - and in a center of it all, amidst plains and forests, stands a lone tower, with a redwood roof on top. And within this world - a certain unrest had taken place, endangering its existence.
A distress call had been brought forth from within the tower.
To draw out a blank slate.
The one, who would be the one heeding *her* call.
And that blank slate will be
Shinji Terano.
A young highschool boy starting his second year, living what seems to be an ordinary life with his mother.
Seemingly without any special interests or quirks, the one who would describe themselves as nobody in particular.
The only thing he wanted was...
The escape from monotony.
Upon learning about lucid dreaming and its miraculous qualities, he picked it up as an interest.
What he lacked in outward qualities - was made massively made up with his observation and perception.
He wanted to retreat into the world of his own creation. Into the fantasy.
And so he tirelessly began cataloguing his dreams. Day by day he was coming closer...
Until eventually...
He did.
And that night would be the one to change the course of his life.
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