[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

The dream collapses.

Darkness grows longer.

Deeper.

Blacker.

Ventus feels his mind numbing.

Decaying, in the fracturing nightmare.

Negativity growing.

It's consuming him.

D E V O U R I N G H I S S O U L.

Fading...

.....

"Hehehe, you are going to let a bad dream Do you in?"

A light. Weak, but growing.

"Nightmares are terrible, but at the end of the night, you always awaken from them."

Brighter. Warmer. A face can be seen, but it's fuzzy...

"Only one of us should be sleeping eternal, and it sure as hell isn't you right now."

A hand extends, grasping his own. Their face become clearer now.

"We've made our mistakes, committed sin after sin, but you don't deserve to wither away. Not when you have repented so Ernesty, tried so hard to be a good person in a cruel world. Unlike me, Venny."

Sans...!

"...Nice to see you again, brother, even in such circumstances. Now, though, it's time for you to wake up. Remain good, Venny. Don't lose youserlf to hatred, like me. You have people to depend on, and they in turn rely on you. Don't let them do, ok?"

SAN!!!

"Hehehe...saying good-bye is always hard, isn't it? We, guess I have to do it this time. Bye bye, little brother!"

The hand retracted, pulling him into the blinding light.

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Ventus eyes opened, seeing stars illuminate the black sky. Slowly, he leaned up, surveying his surroundings, seeing if there were any predators lurking about.

There were none. Just the pretty pink sand, glimmering in the moonlight.

Well, there was Apsis, fitfully snoozing underneath him. We he reached down to smoothly petted her scales, she relaxed into his touch, and fully drifted off into more peaceful dreams. Pulling away from her, he gazed at his own hands, checking to see if it was all real. If he didn't have some strange, outlandish dream.

The dried blood on his hands sadly confirmed his assumptions.

'So...that did happen. That hellish realm, my friends in peril, those hellhound dream demons... All of that was real. My brother... Did he save me from the backlash of the nightmare, or was it some form of defense mechanism, conjured by my deluded mind? ....Perhaps I will never be certain, but if it was Sans...thank you. I still love you, no matter what. I'll listen to your advice, as I have done in the past. Just like old times....'

As Venus pondered this, staring at his hand, he placed it on the hammock, and lowered himself from it to the ground. Quickly and quietly, he recalled Apsis and packed away his night gear, before scrubbing of all the blood off him with some bottle water. With everything accounted for and remedied, the tired, weary, yet strangely peppy researcher left the beautiful clearing, and returned to town.

Can't let a few bad dreams get him down, eh?

Order: Ventus is going to return to Corsage, stopping only by the trading post to make a quick trade, before remeating with everyone else at the Pokémon Center. Let's hope today is a happy one.