8 Chapter 8

Logan was fully concentrated on the book in his hand, so he didn't notice the 5 men slowly surrounding him. The men were all dressed in leather robes, they all had a bow in there hands also.

They moved very silently towards Logan. As he was reading he felt a small premonition of danger. He looked around but he couldn't see anything or anyone.

"Maybe I'm just imagining things." Logan thought as he turned his attention back to the book in his hand.

When the men had gotten close enough to Logan to be able to hit him, one of the men drew his bow back, and aimed at Logan's back. "Psheww", a gust of air as an arrow slammed into Logan's back. Logan felt something enter his chest, so he looked down slowly. A arrowhead covered with red blood was protruding from his chest. He was still in complete shock by seeing the arrowhead, when he felt a sickening pain shoot through his chest. When he felt the pain he tumbled backwards off the log he was sitting on. The book in his hands dropped to the ground in a heap. He then knew he had been surprise attacked. He couldn't move to get away from whoever shot him, he would be finished if the shooter decided to come over and make sure he was dead.

Logan was panicking as he didn't know what to do. Thoughts were flying through his head in rapid succession. All his experiences of the life he lived before he got stuck inside this world. And all the experiences of this world.

He had to find a way to escape or somehow convince the shooter he was dead. His arms jerked upwards and clamped onto the wound in his chest. He put pressure on his wound trying to slow the bleeding. He tried focusing on the enemies instead of the pain, but his mind was in chaos. His entire body was trembling, and felt weak. He also felt exhausted from his previous training with the 50 pound hammer.

The men moved up to Logan and one of the men held a knife to his throat. Logan could see all 5 men surrounding him perfectly. They seemed familiar but he didn't know them. He struggled for a few seconds when he felt his mind and vision going blank. His consciousness dimmed and he soon went into complete darkness.

Logan was surprised as he could feel his consciousness inside a completely dark abyss. He couldn't feel his body or the pain it caused him. He felt like he was floating with no where to go. He couldn't hear anything either.

"Have I died?" he was thinking.

He had no sense of time in this vast dark abyss. He couldn't see anything in the complete darkness. He moved his legs, and started walking. The pain that was torturing him a few minutes ago was no longer their as he moved his legs back and forth.

Logan walked in the darkness for what he thought to be many hours. He was now quite sure he was dead.

"So this is how it feels to die."

Logan was only vaguely aware of the surroundings. A deep, rough voice cut through the seemingly endless silence.

"Logan Mason, you have not realized who you really are."

Logan heard the voice clearly, but he could not understand what the voice meant. He was very confused, first by where he was, second, who this voice belonged too.

"You are very important to the world I have created. The world you have left, what you call earth, is just a temporary home for you. You have dreams, dreams about unknown people, unknown places. The dreams are actually memories. Memories from the life you lived before you arrived on the planet called 'earth'."

Logan was more confused by what the voice was telling him. He remembered the dreams he would dream every night when he was on earth. In those dreams he saw people, they all felt familier in some way, but he couldn't remember them. He saw a woman wearing a long white dress talking to him. He also saw a man with a long scar running across his forehead. It felt like he was close to them once, but he could not fully remember them. He saw many other people and places in his dreams, but he always just thought of them as dreams.

What was interesting, is that this voice was telling him that his dreams were memories of his past life. He wanted to believe the voice, but he also thinking that the voice could be just an illusion from his mind.

All the words the voice had said so far made sense to him. But he was still reluctant to believe the voice.

"Who are you?"

The voice didn't answer for a few seconds before saying,

"I'm the creator of the world you call the [Dream World]. When I built the world 10,000 years ago, I left a way for modern technology to break through the barrier between worlds. You used to live on this world, but you got betrayed by your brother, and died. But before your soul vanished, I transferred it into a body in the modern world. When you came back into this world, I cut off the way back into the modern world expecting you to recover your memories, but you haven't yet."

Logans mind was busy trying to comprehend what the voice was saying. He finally was realizing the reason for his dreams, and the reason he got stuck in this world. The voice continued...

"The body you were occupying has died, right now you are just a soul. The world is in chaos right now, and has been for the last 500 years. The barrier between demon realm, and mortal realm has broken, so the demons have invaded the mortal realm and took control over the majority of it. Your original life ended 500 years ago, which is also the reason the demon world could invade the mortal realm."

"In your original life, you were just about to break past the level required to enter the immortal realm, but your brother killed you before you ascended. You were considered a king to the mortal realm, even though a few people had close to the strength you had. You were reinforcing the barrier between the demon realm, when your brother who was the same level as you, sneak attacked you before you could finish. He then fully opened the barrier, which let the demons slowly take over."

Logan listened to the voice tale with intensity. He seemed to remember the scene the voice was talking about although vaguely.

"I've used most my strength to save your soul once more, but I am going to transfer your soul into a body in the mortal realm, so that you can save humanity from the demons. I'm placing a huge responsibility on your shoulders, so don't disappoint me or your soul will disenegrate. I can't you your previous power back, but I will give you something to help you you acheive the power back again. Good luck!" the voice said, and then disappeared.

Logan was still coming to grips with what the voice had told him, when his consciousness faded once again.