Dream Realm

Echoes of monsters in infinite space

Red cloaks in neon-lit cities

As dust rises, a saber falls

In a fierce, jolting swing, it cuts through the night

Dreams are boundless and unconventional

When you control your dreams, you can also become hopelessly lost in them

Like a speck of dust beneath a flood, swept along by the tide and constantly losing your way

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.