Triggering will

The old tree then started to glow brighter and brighter. Darron shut his eyes avoided the blinding light. His heart beating faster "Am i gonna die here? Did i stepped into the old tree's trap? Damn! Well, shits happen" doubtful thought soon stuffed his mind. But the doom never come.

When Darron opened his eyes, the scenery are all white. Not far from him, an old man sitting on the floor and smoking his pipe.

"Master, what is this place? Is this a dream?" asked Darron

"Yes, it's a dream. My dream world to be exact"

"Then what is that thing in your mouth? And is that fog magical?"

"This is a pipe. Of course it's magical, you put in tobacco, clove, and some herbs then burn it here. Take in the air from there and exhale, fuuuuh" the old master puffed some circle shaped smoke from his mouth. Darron amazed by it and thougt "Are these smokes deadly? But isn't this a dream?".

"You are clever and foolish at the same time i like you! hahahahhah" The old master looked happy.

"I repeat, this is my dream world. I own this place, control it, and a God of this place!"

"Master can read my mind?" Darron thought and looked into his master "Yes, i can write your mind too" the old master was still smoking.

"Frightening! This is a land of no privacy! A communist world!" Darron shouted

"But a garden of eden for the owner! He can do anything he want! I like to own a place like this!" he replied to himself

"Aah, do i choose a wrong person? Beggars can't be choosers" the old master said and started to make a ball of light as big as a fist.

"Here, eat this! But you should swear to not become a bad person. Naughty is okay but don't be a villain"

"Yes master!" with a gleaming eyes Darron sit closer and receive the ball of light then asked "Master, how do i eat it? Bit by bit or..." the old master then shoved the ball of light into Darron mouth 'with love'. "Having a lot of questions is symbol of curiosity, but too much curiosity can kill you". Swallowed a whole ball of light, Darron body felt lighter and his mind become clearer.

"Now let me tell you a story" said the old master.

Back to the small house, the fireplace have gone cold for a long time. August slowly opened his eyes. Hardly trying to move his body, the pain haven't gone and now he felt his empty stomach. He looked for his bag and take out a bottle of water and started drinking it. He then take out a piece of bread. "It's already half bad, just how long i passed out?" he ate the bread and saw his left wrist "I will survive! I have to, i should! And i can!". Although he can't use healing spell, triggering his own will is still his own forte.

August then have his heads up "I'll see you before i die"