Weird: My Real Dream

When I first had the nightmare, I refused. After all, the monster in the dream was ugly, capable of beating, and good at stalking. It wasn't until I discovered that the real world had long been eroded by nightmares, that gods and monsters lurked in the shadow of civilization, coveting human flesh and blood souls, and that the firearms and gunpowder that humans are proud of were meaningless to them, did I finally understand... It turns out that I am the destined savior, the guardian of human civilization, and the mysterious founder... To be honest, it feels pretty good