Posted

Apr 30th 2005

Mood

Confused

Music

Full Metal Alchemist - Brothers

Something that had stopped occurring a long time ago... something I never expected to start again... Last Saturday when I finally went to sleep, I dreamt as well, something I hadn't done in a long time. It was a rather strange dream, one that confused and startled me at the same time. It almost made me think of the common rpg setting.

First thing I remember was being plunked in this huge field overrun by monsters, with a number of people trying to fight 'em off. I'd joined in at some point, most likely as Kai-chan, and was doing pretty well, throwing beasts around, slaying a number of them, until this huge, winged demon, whose features were unidentifiable due to a dark shroud masking most of its form, appeared amidst the chaos. Apparently this one was leading the massive pack on the ground, so I felt I was obligated to kill it.

I went in to fight with it, doing so in a rather crude fashion, and had eventually managed to get it down on its back, but had no means of actually killing it. I'd searched around the immediate area, finding nothing of use, save a broken spear, which I never picked up anyway, and eventually came to the decision I was going to have to shift one of my arms into that of a Tabakuryu, whose fingers can meld into a long, scythe-like talon.

As I was about to do just that, I turned back to check my opponent, to make sure it hadn't gotten back up in the short time I was turned away, but what I saw was not the winged, shrouded beast at all. I was suddenly staring at Lance, Kai-chan's husband, standing where my adversary should have been. Apparently he'd lost most sense of himself, and went mad in that previous form; even though 'human' again, that madness lingered strongly, and he almost couldn't recognize who I was.

At that point, I'd realized I was going to have to kill him. Kai-chan was going to have to kill her own husband. It was a painful thing to conceive, and my first impulse was to take him into my arms and never let go; cling tightly to him, and cry. Oh... did I ever. I clung and sobbed as uncontrollably as an abused child. Shortly after that, though, I woke up. x_o