as i am writing this, i had just woken up a few minutes ago, because this was something i'd love to share
it started with me in some kind of hill fort, doing whatever the was i was doing there.
the scene kept trying to shift to this hallway, a dark dimly lit and spooky hallway with eery sounds, tackling my every sense of fear. and on the end of the hallway was a creepy old man.
but, whenever that happened, I for some reason Charged the old man and Beat him, I tacked him to the ground and Beat the frail fuck with a chair. i even laughed about it, and had fun doing it.
then the scene the would try to change into some other nightmare, which i simply Ignored or screwed with.
eventually, it would return me into this hilly fort, and i would continue doing whatever the hell i was doing. I wouldn't let such horrors interrupt me from viewing the roster of my Touhou Darkest Dungeon or whatever the hell it is i was so fixated on.
Each time this happened, the scenes became more Vivid, and i was becoming Semi Lucid by around the 2nd or 3rd time.
Then in the final instance, It just Dumped me there at that same space without warning, while i was in a semi lucid state.
Naturally, most people would panic. But not someone brave and noble as I, yours Truly!
Either because I was stubborn or confident from my previous victories, I Ran straight towards the dark halls and into the thing
and just as it was about to get a hold of me, I Dropkicked the demon and woke up Kicking my leg.
i will have to remind, this all occured in a far more vivid state than what was typical for an unconscious dream. a good sign i was improving.
Not Today Scum, Think twice before Challenging Alice's strongest Knight!
I didn't become lucid... but here's the rest!
it starts off with me dreaming about dreaming, in strange dark starry skies.
then i was in a roman legion marching to somewhere, we get attacked, i was the last one alive.
Then, I was at the beach and i wanted to help ruin israel by supplying their enemies, the Palestinians.
so i got onto the docks, talked to some guy for a boat, and he offered this bizarre pink boat with a barbie logo on it (Thanks you fat fuck)
i supplied the boat, and set sail for the high seas.
of course, shortly after i was intercepted by the IDF, who demanded that i turn back now.
I called them a lot of rotten Kikes and continued my sailing into the GAZA strip.
the place was this weird ruins of a medieval fort, with sand people dotting around.
I then began my mission to supply them with food and weaponry to help bring an end to the Jew regime
But i was not the only one, a dozen or so christian missionaries were there giving alms to the poor towel heads
One of them was... Luce! complete with a yellow raincoat and blue hair
but this surprise was short lived, as a Jihadist impaled her through the throat with a lance.
the whole damn lance was stuck at the middle through her neck!
This, of course, angered me. i don't like seeing cute things that could be fiddled Die!
So i confronted this Jihadist, it was a middle aged towel head the kind you'd see running a kebab shop or on mugshots of migrant rape gangs
He was wearing a suit of plate Armour, shiny looking plate Armour. well polished, I'd say. too bad he's gotta die.
So i disemboweled him with a machete, and proceeded to cave his head in with a hefty rock.
then i continued up the castle ruins saw a bunch of muzzies, mainly women and children, get shot down by a barrage of arrows which i assume their neighboring Kikes are responsible for.
I wandered Up to a slope, and then I woke Up.