True King

Boy MC's POV

"Sooner or later... Sooner or later."

I was still counting in my head and was focusing myself in trying to escape from this dream.

I still have a thesis and a few requirements that I needed to make. I can't afford to sleep too long right now.

"Are you alright?" the lady, that is still beside me, asked.

I ignored the voice.

"It was all in my head. It was all in my head." I repeatedly told myself. Then realization hits me.

I am inside my head. Well not literally, not mentally either, since I can think independently.

If I was the one directing the flow of this dream, then how come I could think.

Does that mean I have a mind inside my mind? Can I sleep in here too? Is this what they called lucid dreaming? Its so real, I can't even find a flaw.

F**k, this makes me even more confused.

"Are you making an order?" the lady asked. Her voice was slightly louder and was clearly annoyed by my lack of response.

I was so confused at the moment that all I did was stood up and walked towards the door.

The lady immediately distanced herself away from me the moment I stood.

"Oh... okay, that would be fine too." she annoyingly said.

I opened the doors of the inn and a new world greet me.

"Where am I?"I asked myself.

Stupid me, I could have asked that lady if she knew where I was. Too late now.

I tried to take in the world in front of me, and put the issue of it being a dream at the back of my head.

While I'm still not waking up, might as well explore this world created by my brain.

I was greeted by medieval buildings which were a lot grander than what they look like in history books and the Internet.

A complete marvel they were. Tall and full of sculptures which were made so life-like they look like living things rather than a sculpture.

If you look in their eyes, you would feel their looks boring in you. It was as if the moment I landed my sight on these sculptures, their's also landed in mine.

The feeling that this whole scene gives is similar to that field trip I took back in high school where we went to an actor-filled town dressed in medieval clothing.

Only this time, everything felt so real. Even the people's stares, which gave weird looks, directed at me, felt so real.

Wait? Weird looks? Is something wrong with me?

I quickly turned around to see if there is something behind me, other than the signage which read "Golden Bard" that hangs just above the door, I found nothing.

However, I did see my reflection which, at first, I found nothing wrong.

But as I compare myself with these people, I immediately knew why they were looking.

Clothes.

They wore exquisite and beautiful clothing while I have none...

None.

...

It took me a while to process things and instinctively tried to hide my nakedness using my hands - or so the only thing that it can cover.

I saw some women hiding their laughs and giggles by their hands, fans or handkerchief.

Others were disgusted by my bold actions and others ignored me as if I was just another case of a youth who was drunk for the first time.

I was just about to go back inside the inn, as I have nowhere else to go to, when suddenly, a shout prompted me to halt.

"You, who is naked at the front, stop right there!"

Everything stood still and it was as if this voice stood out amongst the crowd.

I did not wait for the knight-looking man to grab me.

Run.

It was the only thought I have. Although I know I did nothing wrong, I knew something would be wrong if a knight looking guy, with his sword unsheathed, approached you.

I ran opposite the direction of the knight and traversed the busy area with ease. The moment that people saw me, they would instinctively move away like I was some sort of a plague.

"Oh my god, how absurd!" An old woman shouted as I passed by.

"Good job kid!" A middle aged man by the street heartily laughed and shouted.

I was greeted by a lot of scorn and praises, in which I ignored, as I parade my nakedness in the busy street.

The knight still chased me and shouted a lot during his chase.

I was busy navigating to pay attention to his profanities.

I occasionally take a quick look behind and found out that the knight-looking guy had found his reinforcements.

I felt excited and nervous at the same time, I don't know if adrenaline kicks in the dream but I felt the adrenaline rush as I ran.

Normally, I would have awaken at this point since I exhibited great emotions.

Still, I was not waking up.

I had experienced dreams were I was naked before, stared by multitude of people even.

However, none of those made me feel ashamed of being naked.

I just could not disregard the fact of how realistic this world is. I even felt tired and I could feel the beat of my heart. The cemented pavement felt cold against my feet.

I can even feel the pain whenever I pushed my feet against the pavement too hard.

At some point, I made a turn in an alley, which I knew a cliche spot of where I'll be cornered but nonetheless I still made the turn.

Turns out, my guess was right.

Just as I was about to reach the end of the alley, I was greeted by a knight. I turned around only to see the knight-looking guy slowly walking towards me, sword unsheathed.

By the time he arrived in front of me, he started to speak.

"By the virtue of the authority that the King, the Caretaker, gave me, and for the crimes that you have committed, I force you to die."

The knights immediately held my hands and forced me to the ground.

Sword, held high, the knight-looking guy swung it towards my head.

I closed my eyes and muttered.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up."

My heart was pounding against my chest so hard. The nervousness that I felt at that time was indescribable.

I have yet to explore this world, yet it was over.

Maybe this was the way out?

I tried to calm myself with these thoughts.

Wait....

Something's not right.

I felt something against my skin which was warm and comfortable.

Is this clothes?

I opened my eyes and found the knight looking guy lying on the cold pavement, eyes wide and was full of shock, worry and fear.

He immediately repositioned himself and knelt on one knee, like the other knights did.

"Welcome to the Land of Midas, True King."