[Dream Event Post]

[imajin_all_the]

::So, you end up dreaming, but you find yourself in the middle of a graveyard at night. It's kind of a mix of Western and Eastern sorts of Graveyards, a mixture of headstones and family memorials, but the names all seem to be worn away or cut off. As you wander through this twilight enviorn, you find yourself pulled towards it's center.

And at the center is a girl. Probably still looking very young. And she's sitting at a fountain. A majestic obsidian and onyx fountain of skulls and bones. Draped in a simple white robe, she sits there, holding a skull in her hands. But it's unusual because it has a spiraling horn. As much as you'd think this is normal for her, she is quite nervous.

Approach, traveler of dreams!::

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[imajin_all_the]

::Smashes her masked face against your head.::

I am perfect! Stop trying to tear me down, worthless creature!

[becomeanwarrior]

[Oh jesus fuck that hurts. His grip falters a bit but NOPE still latching on.]

You aren't! Is a perfect being so hate-filled and spiteful? So completely at odds with the idea of being in harmony with yourself!?

[imajin_all_the]

... Harmony is pointless. A perfect lifeform reaps and sows whatever they want.

::HEAD SMASH.::

[becomeanwarrior]

But why? Why reap and so when you are already perfec- OOF

[His grip loosens again, much moreso this time. You could probably break away with enough effort.]

[imajin_all_the]

Because perfection...

::Smashes down on your feet.::

... can decide to do whatever it wants because it is perfect!

[becomeanwarrior]

[He stumbles backward, his teeth gritting, dropping back down into a defensive stance. That didn't work...]

But -why-? Why is that the meaning of perfection!?

[imajin_all_the]

Because I refuse to let anything be better than me!

::Resummons her scythe, spinning it in a dome of protection.::

[becomeanwarrior]

Everyone is letting the flow of time better themselves but you! By staying still in this moment, you are being passed! You can't be perfect and be stagnant at the same time!

[He starts to back up toward the fountain. Combat is definitely not working, maybe if he can get the skull on the fountain quick enough...]

[imajin_all_the]

::Un...::

My head...

::Picks up the skull tenderly, hugging it slowly.::

[becomeanwarrior]

[He doesn't turn to address you, but he does address you.]

If you wish to see tomorrow... now may be the best time. I can hold her back long enough for that to happen, I believe, but I cannot surmount her.

[imajin_all_the]

...

::Nods and rushes for the headless horse.::

[imajin_all_the]

Stay out of my way!

::SWING.::

[becomeanwarrior]

[Grins wildly, as he charges for the Grim Reaper, cloak being slashed off as he takes a wild swing himself.]

Everyone deserves to see tomorrow, no matter the opposition!

[imajin_all_the]

Me and her have no need!

::Clang clang clang.::

[becomeanwarrior]

If she wants to see the tomorrow with her own eyes, there's no reason to stop her!

[Falling back a bit, bringing up his guard a bit - he's starting to bleed a bit again, and the gauntlets have been all but shredded.]

[imajin_all_the]

::Clank, click.::

Something like that, traveler. Yes.

::The skull glows.::

[imajin_all_the]

No! No!

::Screams as she charges to smash the skull off, but it becomes blinding bright.::

[becomeanwarrior]

[Steps back as the light becomes blinding, shielding his eyes and looking away.]

[imajin_all_the]

::When the light clears, the cemetary is in early morning, the doppelganger Grim Reaper is gone, but a pair of wings and an eagle helmet lay near on the ground, and the girl is gaspin for air, arms and legs in the fountain.::

[becomeanwarrior]

[He move quickly, pulling off the remains of his gauntlets, blood dripping from the hands that were blocking the slashes.]

Are you alright...?

[imajin_all_the]

... ::Takes a deep breath and looks up.::

Somewhat... but... I feel lighter...

[becomeanwarrior]

I would hope so... do you think you're no longer chained to this place, now?

[He looks at the helmet and wings, reaching to grab the helmet at least.]

[imajin_all_the]

Perhaps, but I would like to explore here, now that it has changed, at least.

::She's not stopping you.::

[becomeanwarrior]

[He looks it over, hrming to himself as he responds.]

Of course. I never said you couldn't.

[He smiles, placing the helmet on your head gently.]

You know, this seems just about right for you.

[imajin_all_the]

::ah. ah. she's blushing a little.::

W-why do you say that?