Prologue
Lake POV
I used to have a life, you know. It wasn't a great life, but at least I was happy living it. Now I have a new life, and I can't think of anything that could be worse than slaughtering innocent Dreams.
Unlike most Nightmares, my goal in life is not to be known as if I don't have a soul. I just want to get out of this side of the world and see my struggling sister again. Poor Swan.
Swan POV
I don't know what I'm doing most of the time. My mother is gravely ill and now Lake is... one of them. I'm not a quick learner. Our family is not the richest, I'm not the best cook or nurse. Without my big brother, I'm useless. I can't do much at this point but reunite with my brother or accept fate as it is.
Luxia POV
I'm quite the expert in any situation that has gone wrong, but not this. I have found a solution to this long drawn-out war between the Dreams and the Nightmares, but I'm ashamed that I was researching this solution for this long to just be another problem. I finally got the orb, but it has been played with. I don't know what has happened to it, and I don't know who could fix it.
Blazecan POV
Everything around this world is awful. Food is always minutes late, the floor cleaner is soggy, and my bed feels too soft. The jobs are even worse. Nightmare patrol? Who wants to babysit those soulless beasts? I mean aren't the Dreams smart enough to no go past the fence anyway? This is just a waste of time.
Lake, Swan, Luxia, Blazecan
Nothing will ever change about this life until... this happened. This is the story of the start of the apocalypse. This is the story that changed our world forever.
