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Braelith

A prologue about the sudden spring of people dying in their sleep where many theories had been created but only leads to one cause. That is the deep sleep or deaths caused by nightmares. It is a story about dreams, nightmares, and fantasies integrated into one. This is a mix of every genre and every popular trope.

Neitherite · ファンタジー
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49 Chs

Chapter 36

The sun dipped below the horizon as the team emerged from the collapsed dungeon, the last rays of light painting the sky in hues of orange and purple. The once looming structure that had held them captive was now nothing more than rubble, its dark energy dissipating into the evening air. The silence that followed was eerie, a stark contrast to the cacophony of battle they had just survived.

Aeliana leaned against a crumbling wall, catching her breath. Her hands trembled slightly from the adrenaline, her mind still processing the battle they had just won. But the victory felt hollow. They had emerged victorious, but the cost had been high. The corruption had been driven back, but the scars it left—both physical and emotional—would take much longer to heal.

"We did it," Lyra said softly, her voice tinged with exhaustion and relief. She sat down heavily on a nearby rock, wiping the sweat from her brow. "I can't believe we actually did it."

Harold, his face lined with fatigue, nodded in agreement. "Barely," he muttered, inspecting the Aegis of Dreams, which had dulled considerably from the strain of the battle. "This thing saved our lives, but it's almost spent."

Jaxon, ever the stoic, sheathed his sword with a grim expression. "That was only a taste of what's to come. The corruption is deeper than we thought. We need to be prepared for whatever's next."

Mara, who had been eerily quiet since the battle's end, finally spoke, her voice a whisper. "We won the battle, but not the war. There's more to this... a darkness that goes beyond the dream realm." She glanced at Aeliana, her eyes reflecting the dread that had settled in her heart. "Something is watching us. Something powerful."

Aeliana frowned, her thoughts mirroring Mara's unease. The entity they had faced was only a piece of a much larger puzzle. They had struck a blow against the corruption, but she knew in her gut that this victory was temporary. The real battle was still ahead, and it would test them in ways they weren't prepared for.

"We need to regroup," Aeliana said finally, pushing herself off the wall. "We'll head back to Braelith and report what happened. We need to strategize, find out where this corruption is coming from, and how to stop it at its source."

The group nodded in agreement, their resolve hardening despite their fatigue. They had faced the darkness and survived, but they knew that this was just the beginning. The dream realm was vast and treacherous, filled with unknown dangers and twisted magic. If they were to save it, they would need to grow stronger, to learn and adapt.

As they began their journey back to Braelith, the air around them seemed to grow colder, the shadows lengthening as the night set in. Aeliana couldn't shake the feeling that something—or someone—was watching them. The sensation of eyes on her back was almost palpable, sending a shiver down her spine.

They traveled in silence, each lost in their thoughts. The weight of their task pressed down on them like a physical force, the realization that they were up against something much bigger than themselves settling heavily in their minds. The dream realm was changing, and so too would they need to change if they were to survive.

As they neared Braelith, the city lights glowing in the distance like a beacon, Aeliana felt a surge of determination. They had come this far, and they would not back down. The darkness would not have the final say. They would fight it with every ounce of strength they had, and they would find a way to bring light back to the dream realm.

But deep down, Aeliana knew that the coming battles would demand more than just strength and courage. They would require sacrifices—sacrifices that would test their bonds, their resolve, and their very souls.

And in the back of her mind, a question lingered: How much more could they endure before the darkness claimed them too?

As they crossed the threshold into Braelith, the city seemed almost peaceful, a stark contrast to the horrors they had just faced. But Aeliana knew better. Peace was fleeting, and the true test of their strength was just beginning.

Together, they would face whatever came next. But in the quiet moments before sleep took her that night, Aeliana couldn't shake the feeling that the dream realm's greatest nightmare had yet to reveal itself.

And when it did, they would have to be ready.