Blizzard felt the pain coursing through his body as he struggled to move, but he refused to give up. He gritted his teeth and looked up at the remaining colossal Nightmares that loomed over him and Yen-Sid.
In a moment of pure instinct, Blizzard raised his Keyblade 'Inferno' and focused on his inner power. Suddenly, he felt a surge of energy course through him as he transformed his second Keyblade into a shoulder pad, summoning his Keyblade Armor.
The armor was like a second skin, covering his entire body in a thick layer of titanium blue, and as he rose to his feet, he felt the weight of it all. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before, but he was ready to fight on.
Blizzard charged towards the Colossal Nightmares, his Keyblade 'Frostbite' now glowing with a fierce blue light. He slammed his Keyblade into one of the Colossus's legs, causing it to stumble back. He then leapt up into the air, using his Keyblade as a boost to gain more altitude.
In mid-air, he aimed his Keyblade at one of the Colossus's heads and fired a beam of blue energy. The beam hit its target, causing the Colossus to stumble back and roar in anger. Blizzard landed on the ground and prepared for the next attack.
The Colossus charged at him, and Blizzard countered with a fierce swing of his Keyblade. The blade hit the Colossus's arm, causing a massive crack to form on its skin. The creature howled in pain and anger as it swung its other arm at Blizzard.
Blizzard dodged the attack and struck the Colossus's head with another powerful blow from his Keyblade. The creature stumbled back, but Blizzard wasn't done yet. He charged at the Colossus and delivered a flurry of blows, striking it in different parts of its body.
The Colossus roared in agony as it fell to the ground defeated, and Blizzard breathed a sigh of relief. But there were still five more to go, and he knew that the fight was far from over.
Blizzard yelled out in a battle cry, his voice echoing through the void as he charged towards the remaining Colossus Nightmares. With each step he took, his Keyblade Armor emitted a blue aura that grew brighter and brighter, as if it was amplifying his power.
As the nearest Colossus Nightmare approached him, Blizzard dodged its attack and launched himself into the air, holding his Keyblade "Frostbite" high above his head. He channeled his rage and frustration into his attack, unleashing a devastating wave of ice that crashed into the Colossus and shattered it into a thousand pieces.
With each swing of his Keyblade, Blizzard decimated the remaining Colossus Nightmares one by one, each attack more powerful than the last. His movements were fluid and precise, as if he was being guided by a force beyond himself.
As the last Colossus fell, Blizzard fell to his knees, exhausted from the battle. His Keyblade Armor dissipated, leaving him vulnerable and exposed. But he didn't care.
He looked over at Yen-Sid, who had also been battered and wounded from the battle. But they both knew that they had to continue their journey, for the fate of the Dream World was in their hands.
Blizzard: (panting heavily) Never again...I won't let anyone else...fall before me.
(He collapses onto the ground, exhausted from the intense battle.)
Blizzard: (whispering to himself) John...
Yen-Sid groggily opened his eyes, the image of the shattered Station of Awakening and the defeated Colossus Nightmares slowly coming into focus. He looked around, confusion etched on his face.
Young Yen-Sid: What...what happened? (He muttered, pushing himself up into a sitting position.)
As he took in the scene before him, realization dawned on him.
Young Yen-Sid: Blizzard...he defeated them. (Yen-Sid said, awe in his voice.) But how...how is it possible?
He looked over at Blizzard, who was still unconscious on the ground.
John: Blizzard...you truly are a remarkable Keyblade wielder. (He said, his voice filled with respect.)
Yen-Sid stood up, his gaze moving to the shattered Station of Awakening.
Young Yen-Sid: And this...this Station of Awakening. It's as if Blizzard's strength shattered it. (He mused.) Truly, he is a force to be reckoned with.
With that, Yen-Sid walked over to Blizzard and gently shook him awake.
Young Yen-Sid: Blizzard, it's time to wake up, he said. You've done well, but we still have a long way to go.
Yen-Sid raises his Keyblade and points it towards the Keyhole in the void. He then speaks in a powerful tone.
Young Yen-Sid: Let the power of light guide us out of this Dream World. (A beam of bright light shoots out of the tip of his Keyblade and illuminates the Keyhole, creating a pathway out of the Dream World.)
As Yen-Sid begins to float toward the exit, he turns back to look at Blizzard, who is still unconscious on the ground. He hesitates for a moment, but then speaks again.
Young Yen-Sid: Blizzard, you must awaken from your slumber and follow the path of light out of this realm. Remember, your heart is your greatest strength.
With that, Yen-Sid disappears through the Keyhole, leaving Blizzard to awaken and find his own way out of the Dream World.
Blizzard slowly opens his eyes, feeling disoriented and confused. He looks around, realizing that he's still in the Dream World. He sees his Dream Eater, who greets him with a smile.
Dream Eater: Hey there, Blizzard! You made it through the Dream World! I'm proud of you! (The Dream Eater says.)
Blizzard nods, still feeling a bit dazed.
Blizzard: Yeah, it was a crazy journey (He says.) But where we are now?
The Dream Eater points to a castle in the distance.
Dream Eater: We're away from that castle over there. I don't know much about it, but I have a feeling that we're not alone.
Blizzard nods, then looks down at himself. He's still wearing his Keyblade Armor, which is now covered in scratches and dents from the battle with the Colossus Nightmares. He takes a deep breath, then stands up and heads towards the castle.
As he approaches, he sees dozens of Chirithy's moving around inside. They look up as he enters, then start to gather around him. One of them speaks up.
Chirithy's: Welcome to our home, Human.
Blizzard nods, feeling a bit overwhelmed.
Blizzard: Thanks, but why am I here?
The Chirithy's exchange a glance, then one of them speaks up.
Chirithy 2: We don't know for sure, but we have a feeling that you have an important role to play in the Dream World. And, we have prepared a celebration for you.
Blizzard looks around the castle, seeing decorations and balloons everywhere. And, on a table in the center of the room, there's a giant cake with 134 candles on it.
Blizzard's eyes widen in surprise.
Blizzard: W-What? A cake? 134 candles? But I'm only 16 years old. (He says.)
The Dream Eater of Blizzard speak up.
Dream Eater: Yes, but you've been in a coma for 118 years. And, in the Dream World, time works differently. You are 134 years old in mind, but you're still a teenager in body, so, happy birthday Blizzard!
Blizzard nods, feeling a mix of emotions. He blows out the candles, then sits down to enjoy the cake with the Chirithy's. As they eat and celebrate, his Dream Eater spoke to him.
Dream Eater: I am glad you have woken up. You did well in the Seventh Zone, and your efforts have helped make the Dream World a safer place. However, there is something strange about this place.
Blizzard raised an eyebrow in confusion.
Blizzard: What do you mean? (He asked.)
Dream Eater: There are many Chirithys here (The Dream Eater continued.) They have been hiding out in the Sixth Zone with the others Dream Eaters, in a city that resembles an abandoned New York City. They have made it their home and have been living here as a safe haven.
Blizzard was surprised to hear this.
Blizzard: But why didn't they come out earlier?
Dream Eater: Because there were too many nightmares around (His Dream Eater explained.) But thanks to you and Yen-Sid, there are fewer nightmares around now, and they feel it's safe to come out.
Blizzard nodded, understanding the situation.
Blizzard: I see. Well, let's go check it out then.
With that, Blizzard and his Dream Eater set out to explore the strange castle and meet the Chirithys who had made it their home.
Blizzard looks around in awe as he takes in the sight of the massive gothic castle that has appeared before him. He can see tall spires reaching towards the sky and intricate details etched into every inch of the castle's walls.
His Dream Eater speaks up.
Dream Eater: It seems that defeating the Colossus Nightmares in the Seventh Zone has caused the Dream World to expand, creating a new zone. And judging from the look of things, it seems like we're now in the Eighth Zone.
Blizzard nods in understanding, taking in the magnitude of what he has just accomplished.
Blizzard: It truly is incredible.
His Dream Eater nods in agreement.
Dream Eater: The Keyblade is a powerful tool, but it can also be dangerous if wielded by the wrong hands.
Blizzard nods in agreement.
As Blizzard explored the Dreaming Castle, he was amazed by its grandeur and beauty. The castle was unlike anything he had ever seen before, with towering spires and intricate architecture. As he walked through the halls, he noticed that there were many Chirithy's scattered throughout the castle, some sleeping, others playing games or chatting with each other.
Blizzard approached one of the Chirithy and asked about the castle. The Chirithy's explained that it was a safe haven for Dream Eaters like themselves, where they could rest and live without fear of being attacked by Nightmares. The castle was created by the dreams of many different people, and it grew and evolved as more dreams were added to it.
As he continued to explore, Blizzard came across a room that seemed to be locked. He tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. He asked the Chirithy's about the room, but they seemed hesitant to speak about it.
Blizzard persisted and eventually convinced the Chirithy's to tell him about the room. They explained that it was known as the 'Dreamer's Room.' a place that only those who possess the power of the Dreamers can enter. The room was said to contain the secrets of the Dream World, and only a chosen few had ever been allowed inside.
Blizzard was intrigued by the idea of the Dreamer's Room, however, he looked around one last time, taking in the sights of the Dreaming Castle. He knew that he couldn't stay in the Dream World forever, and that his duty as a Keyblade Wielder was calling him back to the real world.
Blizzard: Come on (He said to his Dream Eater.) let's go.
The Dream Eater nodded, and they both headed towards the edge of the Eighth Zone. Blizzard looked back one final time and saw the Chirithy's of the Dreaming Castle waving goodbye to him.
With a smile on his face, Blizzard jumped off the edge of the Eighth Zone and began falling through the void. As he fell, he felt a sense of weightlessness and freedom that he had never experienced before.
As he fell, he closed his eyes and focused on his breathing. He knew that he was going to wake up soon, and that he would be back in the real world. But for now, he just wanted to enjoy the freedom of the Dream World for a little while longer.
Blizzard and his Dream Eater made their way through the Dreaming Castle and back to the Seventh Zone. As they looked up at the sky, they saw the Keyhole they needed to exit the Dream World. Blizzard focused his Keyblade towards the Keyhole, and a beam of light shot out from it, piercing the darkness of the void.
Blizzard knew that this was his chance to return to the real world, to become the Keyblade Master he was meant to be. He took a deep breath and stepped forward, readies to leave the Dream World behind.
With one final glance at his Dream Eater, Blizzard leaped towards the beam of light and was swallowed up by it. As he soared through the void, he felt a sense of excitement and anticipation building inside him.
As he emerged from the other end of the light, he found himself standing in a familiar place, but everything felt different.
The camera pans to Sergeant Jameson, who is standing in the corner of the room, watching over the three comatose Keyblade wielders on their beds. He checks his watch and notes that it's been several days since he last checked on them.
The Sergeant takes a deep breath and approaches the third Keyblade wielder, the blonde kid who is in a deep coma. He gently brushes his hair out of his face and whispers.
Sergeant Jameson: Hang in there, son. We'll find a way to wake you up.
He then turns his attention to the room and notices that the automated golems are doing their job well, patrolling the area and keeping watch for any signs of danger.
Satisfied that everything is under control, Jameson takes one last look at the comatose Keyblade wielders and heads towards the exit.
Blizzard and Yen-Sid slowly opened their eyes and looked around the room, taking in their surroundings. Jameson quickly noticed their movements and rushed over to their beds, surprised to see them awake.
Blizzard sat up and rubbed his eyes before turning to Sergeant Jameson.
Blizzard: How long were we out for? (He asked, his voice slightly hoarse.)
Sergeant Jameson: You two have been in a coma for a week now. I was starting to get worried.
Yen-Sid also sat up and stretched.
Young Yen-Sid: We woke up on our own. We survived the Dream World, thanks to Blizzard's strength.
The Sergeant looked at them in disbelief.
Sergeant Jameson: You survived the Dream World? But then, does that mean?
Blizzard looks at the backpack in disbelief, wondering how it is possible to bring an item from the Dream World to the Real World. He opens it and finds the Dream Fragment inside, still glowing with a soft light. He takes it out and examines it closely, trying to understand its properties.
Yen-Sid notices his confusion and walks over to him.
Young Yen-Sid: That is a Dream Fragment. (he explains). It is a physical manifestation of a dream. You can use it to access that dream again or to create new ones.
Blizzard nods, still in awe of the power of the Dream Fragment. He puts it back in the backpack and slings it over his shoulder, feeling a sense of comfort knowing that he has a piece of his dream with him in the Real World.
Yen-Sid then asks Blizzard to follow him to a training room to assess his current abilities as a Keyblade Master after his long slumber. Blizzard agrees and follows Yen-Sid to the training room.
Yen-Sid looked at Blizzard's shoulder pad and asked.
Young Yen-Sid: Blizzard, can you press that shoulder pad?
Blizzard looked at his left shoulder, where the shoulder pad was attached and pressed it. Suddenly, his Keyblade Armor appeared in a burst of blue light.
Blizzard: Whoa! (exclaimed Blizzard.) I can't believe I made it. It's my own Keyblade Armor, powered by my Keyblade 'Inferno'
Yen-Sid nodded and then touched his own shoulder pad, which also transformed into Keyblade Armor.
Young Yen-Sid: You're not the only one who can summon Keyblade Armor (said Yen-Sid with a smile.) As a New Keyblade Master, I too can manifest Keyblade Armor.
Blizzard was amazed.
Blizzard: So, we finally both became Keyblade Masters in the Dream World, and now we can both summon Keyblade Armor in the real world?
Yen-Sid smiled again.
Young Yen-Sid: Indeed, Blizzard. It seems that our time in the Dream World has greatly enhanced our abilities as Keyblade wielders.
Blizzard looks at Yen-Sid, excitement in his eyes.
Blizzard: This is great, but how can we be sure we're true Keyblade Masters?
Yen-Sid nods in agreement.
Young Yen-Sid:There is only one way to know for sure. We must attempt to awaken the third Keyblade Wielder, who has been in a coma for nearly 119 years. If we can successfully awaken him, then we will have truly become Keyblade Masters.
Blizzard nods in agreement.
Blizzard: Let's do it. I'm ready to put our skills to the test.
Yen-Sid and Blizzard approached the Sergeant who was watching over the comatose blonde kid. Yen-Sid spoke up first.
Young Yen-Sid: It's exactly what you expected from us. During our time in the Dream World, both Blizzard and I have earned the title of Keyblade Master.
Jameson looked at them.
Sergeant Jameson: Keyblade Masters? Congratulations. But how does that help my son? Can you wake him up now?
Yen-Sid replied.
Young Yen-Sid: That is precisely what we are here to do. We believe that our new powers may be able to awaken him from his coma, and we wanted to share this news with you first.
Blizzard: Yes, we'll do everything in our power to help him. But we need your help too, Sergeant. We need you to trust us and allow us to try.
Jameson looked at the two young Keyblade Masters with a mix of skepticism and hope.
Sergeant Jameson: Alright, I'll do whatever it takes to save my son. Do what you must.
Blizzard took a deep breath.
Blizzard: Yes, let's do this.
As Blizzard and Yen-Sid points thier Keyblade at the comatose blonde kid, they channel theirs power and launches a beam of light towards him. The beam of light envelops the blonde kid, and his body glows with a bright light. After a few minutes, the light fades away, and the blonde teenager opens his eyes, gasping for air.
Blizzard and Yen-Sid exchange a look of relief, knowing that their mission was accomplished. The Seargeant rushes to his son's side, overjoyed that his son has finally awoken from his coma after more than 119 years.
The blonde teenager looks around, confused and disoriented, before his gaze finally settles on Blizzard and Yen-Sid.
William: Who... who are you guys? (He asks, his voice weak and raspy.)
Yen-Sid steps forward, a kind smile on his face.
Young Yen-Sid: My boy, we are Keyblade Masters. And you, you are a Keyblade Wielder, just like us.
As the blonde teenager mind is healed, he slowly opens his eyes and looks around the room. His gaze lands on Blizzard and Yen-Sid, who are standing beside him. He tries to sit up but finds that he's too weak.
Blizzard: You were in a coma for almost 119 years. Do you remember anything?
William: Almost... 119 years? And why did you woke me up?
Blizzard: We need your help. The Locked Worlds are in danger.
William: I won't help you. I won't lift a finger for the Military or anyone else who's involved in the war.
Young Yen-Sid: Hold on, we're not with the Military.
William: I don't believe you. And even if I did, I'm too weak to help anyone. I've been asleep for 119 years, for god's sake.
As William looks around the room, he notices his Father standing in the corner, watching him. He feels anger and resentment towards his father, blaming him for his situation.
William: You were part of that, Dad! You were one of the officers who enforced the List! You took me away from my mother and made me work for the Military! You forced many other children to do the same! You destroyed our lives, our families, all in the name of fighting against the Heartless!
Sergeant Jameson: Son, you have to understand, it was a desperate time. The Heartless were destroying everything in their path, and the only ones who could fight back were the Keyblade wielders. We had no other choice but to do what we did.
William: No other choice? You could have found another way! You could have tried to negotiate, to find a peaceful solution. Instead, you took away our childhoods, our innocence, and turned us into soldiers. And for what? To fight a war that never ended? Look around you, Dad! Look at the world we live in now! It's still plagued by darkness, by Heartless and Nobodies. What did we achieve with all that sacrifice, all that pain?
Sergeant Jameson: I know it's hard to understand, son. But we did what we had to do to protect the world. And now, we have a chance to make things right. You and the other Keyblade wielders can make a difference. You can help us defeat the darkness once and for all.
William: That damm Grand list...
Blizzard:...
William: My father was a part of that. He took away my childhood and many others' childhoods. He forced us to fight and kill Heartless and Nobodies. I can't forgive him for that.
Yen-Sid: William, your father did what he thought was necessary to protect the world from the darkness. It was a difficult decision, but we cannot change the past. We can only move forward and try to make things better.
William: I understand, but it's not that simple. I need time to process all of this.
Jameson took a deep breath before he spoke, his face carrying a heavy burden of guilt and regret.
Sergeant Jameson: The Grand List... We didn't know what we were dealing with, and the guns and weapons that we had were useless against them. We had to find a way to fight back, and those children were the only ones who could do it. It was a chaotic time, and some of the children who survived were not the same as they were before. Some went insane from the pressure of the battles, or even some joined the forces of darkness willingly. Others were corrupted by the darkness and lost themselves to its power. It was a terrible fate for those children who were forced into such a dangerous situation.
He paused for a moment, his eyes cast downward.
Sergeant Jameson: But I was unable to realize the consequences of what we i was doing while working for the military. I did not realize that taking those children away from their families and homes would have such a devastating impact on their lives. Many of them succumbed to the darkness, or were killed by the Heartless and Nobodies, or even went insane. Only a hundred or so of them survived until the First Keyblade War.
He looked up at Blizzard and Yen-Sid, his eyes filled with remorse.
Sergeant Jameson: I know that what I did was wrong. And I'm sorry.
He fell silent, his gaze dropping to the floor once more. The weight of his guilt was almost too much to bear.
Blizzard: It's a tragedy. But we can't change the past. We can only move forward and try to make things right.
Young Yen-Sid: Agreed. And that's why we must focus on training and preparing the next generation of Keyblade Wielders.
He looks at his father with a mixture of sadness and anger.
William: I understand that you were just following orders, but what you did was wrong. You took away the childhoods and lives of so many innocent children. And for what? To fight a war that never should have happened in the first place.
Young Yen-Sid: This world has never been normal. The Keyblade and the darkness and the Heartless and Nobodies have always been here. The Heartless are mindless creatures that seek those with pure hearts to consume. It is not something that could have been prevented by simply avoiding a war.
Yen-Sid adds.
Young Yen-Sid: The existence of the Keyblade and the darkness is an unfortunate reality of this world. It was inevitable that a war would break out. The only thing we can do now is try to learn from our mistakes and prevent it from happening again.
William: I understand that this world is not normal, but that does not justify using innocent children to fight your battles. How could the Military do this? How could they use us as pawns in their war? It's not right. It's not fair. We were just children. We didn't ask for this. We didn't want to fight. We just wanted to live our lives. And now look at us, broken, and alone, and now lost in an eternal coma. It's not right.
Blizzard: But we did what we did to save the world from being destroyed by the darkness. My Dream Eater told me that.
William: But at what cost? 998 children including you and I were used as soldiers in a war they didn't understand, and we shattered and locked the world into parts. We ruined everything.
Blizzard: We had to do what we could to stop the darkness from taking over completely. And even though we may never fully understand why we did it, we can still work towards making things right and preventing something like that from happening again.
William: But how do we make things right? We can't undo what we did.
Blizzard: We can start by using our Keyblades to protect the world from the darkness, and by working together to find a way to fix the damage we caused. We may not be able to undo the past, but we can make sure that the future is different.
William: I don't know if I'm ready for that. It's a lot to take in.
Blizzard: That's okay, Will. We don't have to figure it all out right now. We can take things one step at a time and work towards making things right together.
Blizzard: William, me and Yen-sid been training with Yen-Sid for 11 months now. We've completed the trials of the Dream World and have become Keyblade Masters to wake you up, just so you know, this feat to wake you up was incredibly agonizing and difficult.
William: I see. Thank you for this, Blizzard. But what happens now? What do we do?
Blizzard: Well, we need to figure out what happened in the past and what we can do to make things right, we will need to discover the truth.
Just as the conversation ended, the Dream Eater of Blizzard popped out of nowhere in thin air, William was filled with a mix of surprise and shock.
William: Whoa, what is that thing? Is it a Heartless?
Dream Eater: No! I am not a Heartless. I am a Dream Eater, a creature born of the dreams and emotions. I am the companion of Blizzard.
William: A Dream Eater? I've never heard of such a thing.
Dream Eater: We are not well-known in the world of humans, but we exist, nonetheless. Blizzard found me in the Dream World 120 years ago and has been my friend ever since.
William: 120 years ago? That's a long time.
Dream Eater: Blizzard and the other Keyblade wielders fell into a coma after the Keyblade War. I have been waiting for him to wake up ever since.
William: I never would have thought that such things existed.
Young Yen-Sid: My dear William, do not worry about your safety. While it is true that I will not be able to accompany you and Blizzard on your travels, but you can rest assured that you are in good hands. Blizzard here is a capable Keyblade wielder, and he will be able to guide you and keep you safe. As for myself, I will continue to stay here and train and study, to further our understanding of the Keyblade and the power of light. As for your father, he too must stay here. His knowledge and experience will be invaluable in our research, and we will need his help in unlocking the secrets of the Keyblade War and the real world. i will take good care of him as well. But do not mistake our status as Keyblade Masters for invincibility. We are still far from the strongest, and there is always room for improvement. William, you are a capable Keyblade wielder of the past, and with Blizzard's guidance, I have no doubt that you will be able to regain your full strength and remember your abilities. Just remember to be cautious and stay vigilant, for the darkness is always lurking.
Sergeant Jameson: William, my son, before you leave, I want to talk to you. I know I've made mistakes in the past, and I hope you can forgive me.
William: (surprised) What do you mean, Dad?
Sergeant Jameson: I mean, I should have never let you and the other children fight in that war against the Heartless and Nobodies. It was wrong of me, and I regret it deeply. I just hope you can forgive me for what I've done.
William: (pauses for a moment) Dad, I... I don't know what to say. I've been angry with you for a long time, but I also understand that you were just following orders. And I know that you love me and always have my best interests at heart. So, yes, I forgive you.
Sergeant Jameson: (relieved) Thank you, William. That means a lot to me. I just want you to be safe, and I know you'll be in good hands with Blizzard.
William: Yeah.
Blizzard: Hey, William, would you like to come with me to the Wardrobe Room? I think it's time for you to get some new clothes for our travels. The Hyper Verse can be a dangerous place, so it's best to be prepared. Follow me!
William: Yeah, you're right. I could definitely use some new clothes. These are a bit...worn out after all these years.
Blizzard leads the way as they make their way through the halls of Yen-Sid Tower to the Wardrobe Room. As they enter, Will looks around in awe at the vast selection of clothing and armor.
Blizzard turns to him and says.
Blizzard: Alright, William, let's get you suited up. You'll need some new gear for our travels.
William nods eagerly and begins to peruse the selection of clothing. He picks out a sturdy black leather jacket, a pair of combat boots, and a set of reinforced pants and shirt.
As he tries them on, Blizzard and the Dream Eater offer their advice and help him adjust the fit. William looks in the mirror and feels a surge of confidence as he sees himself dressed in the new combat clothing.
Blizzard nods approvingly and says.
Blizzard: Looking good, William, follow me.
Blizzard and William enter the Poolbath Room of Yen-Sid Tower. They both take a deep breath, feeling relaxed and relieved to have a moment to rest before their mission. He turns to William and says.
Blizzard: This room is perfect for taking a break. John and I had come here before we started exploring three Locked Worlds. We took a bath and relaxed for a bit before leaving.
William nods, taking in the surroundings.
William: It's beautiful here (He says.) I could get used to this.
Blizzard smiles.
Blizzard: Yeah, it's nice to have some luxury after being in the Dream World for so long.
The Dream Eater then jumps into the pool, splashing water around. Blizzard chuckles and says.
Blizzard: Looks like he's enjoying himself. Do you want to take a dip too?
Blizzard and William stepped into the hot water of the Poolbath Room and felt the warm steam envelop their bodies. Blizzard closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the tension in his muscles start to fade away.
As they relaxed, Blizzard's thoughts drifted to the recent events and the looming threat of the so familiar individual that has been taunting him in his dreams. He couldn't help but wonder if the madman was in the Hyper Verse causing havoc, perhaps even relaxing in a pool somewhere without a care in the world.
Blizzard shook his head, pushing the thought aside. He didn't want to ruin the moment with worry and fear. Instead, he turned to Will and spoke up.
Blizzard: I hope you're feeling more relaxed now, William. You've been through a lot lately, and I know it can be overwhelming. But I'm glad you're here with me. You know, William, during those 118 years, I felt like I was trapped in a black void, floating endlessly, unable to form any thought, asleep but not quite, it's as if I was dead.
William: I know what you mean. It was the same for me. It was like being trapped in a never-ending nightmare.
Blizzard: Yes, exactly. But, you see, during those 118 years, I wasn't entirely alone. I had my Dream Eater with me. It helped me keep my mind alive.
William: That's incredible. I'm glad you had someone with you during all that time.
Blizzard: Me too. And it was thanks to my Dream Eater that I was able to wake up from my coma. It finally found a way to bring me back to reality.
William: Wow. That's intriguing. I can't imagine what that must have been like.
Blizzard: It wasn't easy, but I'm just glad to be back.
As they continue talking, Blizzard suddenly feels a familiar sensation, and he tenses up.
Blizzard: (whispering) William, stay still. I think we're being watched.
William: (whispering) What do you mean? Who's watching us?
Blizzard: (whispering) I don't know. It's just a feeling I have. Be ready for anything.
They both stay still and listen carefully, but they hear nothing out of the ordinary.
Blizzard: (whispering) Maybe it was nothing. Let's just relax and enjoy the hot water.
William: (whispering) Agreed.
They both try to relax, but the feeling of being watched lingers in the back of their minds.
William: Why do you feel so paranoid? Is it because of your enemies?
Blizzard: Yeah. Organization 14th and their members, and The Lunatic. The Organization 14th has been causing havoc for a long time, but The Lunatic is the one I'm most worried about. He wants to reset reality and has tested my strength twice already, sparing my life both times. I just have a feeling that he might be watching us.
William: I see. That sounds really dangerous. Do you think he'll come after us?
Blizzard: I don't know. But we have to be careful. He's incredibly powerful, and I don't want to take any chances.
As Blizzard speaks, he suddenly feels a familiar sensation, causing him to tense up and feel even more paranoid.