Sweet Dreams

[To be written]

## The Nightmares

### Lance

Lance was sent to a meeting room. At the center of a it, a tiefling, tied down. Around the creature, many many rich people discussing the fate of the beast. Not much was to be said. The devil would die.

Knowing their time had come, the tiefling warned the assembly. An army was amassing and, with the help of a powerful wizard, they would come and crush every single human that walked this earth. The nobles laughed, shrugged this threat as a person they would simply have to buy off, and Lance twisted the tiefling's neck, ending its life.

### Elijah

Elijah found himself in a church at a dire hour. Civilians young and old, harmed and healthy, had gathered in the holy walls, praying for Pelor's protection. At the door, a never ending banging. The enemy would soon swarm them.

As the priest ushered people who could stand to safety, instructing them to escape through a small door, Elijah focused on the gate and keeping it shut. A young soldier hoping to escape, an old man unable to bring his grandchildren to safety, so many lives Elijah was hoping to save. Before long, the door burst open and the army walked in, killing everyone in its wake.

And as all lives were lost, Elijah turned to the altar where a silhouette stood. A being he had once believed in and who, now, couldn't help them.

### Andy

Brought back to a room where, centuries ago, an important discussion took place, Andy was sent back to his first years of life. Held in his mother's arms, he helplessly assisted to a discussion between his people and their representative. The princess had recently been sent to the humans and while some hoped that this gesture would show their good faith, others begged Andy's mother to gather an army and get ready to stand.

Discussions that took place three hundred years ago... and that still echoed today.

### Solulri

Solulri found herself laying on the battlefield, coppery blood filling her mouth. The ground around her, once dry, was now sucking in the dark blood of the various corpses littering it. She couldn't speak, could barely breathe,

Someone drops on their knees next to her, cradling her close as they whimper.

"You cannot leave me, I need you. You promised you would stay!" The eyes looking down at her are somehow familiar, but she can't quite pinpoint when or where she last saw them. "You told me that you would never leave me alone. You promised. You promised!"

The hand on her cheek wipes a tear away from her eye before sliding down to her neck.

"You said that I would never have a day without you in it. And you haven't been a faithful antagonist yet, have you?" The hand around her next curls and squeezes, "Solulri?"

She starts trashing around with all of her remaining strength as thick, dark, sickly ribbons of mana leave the man's fingers and seep under her skin, burning like magma as tendrils curl up on her face and into her eyes.

"You've been following me through it all, so you should follow me to the end."

The eyes over her aren't filled with grief, but with glee. Her vision turns hazy.

*Solulri sees a little kid at the academy, one that she kicks into desks and laughs at, two girls echoing her over her shoulder. A young man by her side, an ornate dagger in hand, tarnished with tiefling blood. Solulri then sees the kid, the young boy, crying against a wall as she corners him yet again, icy water in hand...*

She is wrenched away from the memories as the man drops her to the ground and laughs.

"Now that you remember, why don't you forget this? Why not start over, Sol?"

Moments before her neck snaps under his boot, she hears him.

"See ya, bully."