Is the English in this story weird? I'm sorry if the English here is weird using a translator for this story so that the work can be done faster

And I'm actually really confused on how to connect this story to the main story, so just ignore if thereany plot holes.

6. The Dream World

The sky above them cracked wider, each shard reflecting the last glimmer before it fell, revealing a cold, lifeless starry space. Beneath their feet, the once enchanting flowered land began to fade. The flower petals turned to ash and scattered by an invisible wind. Elysia gazed at the destruction with worry, while Oberon stood still, his eyes sweeping the surroundings, searching for an escape route.

"This is bad. Very bad,"

Elysia muttered, her brow furrowing as she fought the rising panic within her.

"You're just realizing that now?" Oberon snapped, his tone sharp. "Then use your head to think instead of just making useless comments."

Before their argument could continue, a low rumble echoed through the air. From beyond the cracked darkness, a large object shot down, emerging through the broken sky. A spaceship, shaped like a manta ray, gently landed on the remaining land.

The door to the ship opened, and a soldier stepped out with firm steps. His white armor had slight red accents, with unfamiliar symbols faintly glowing on his chest. He stopped a few meters away from them.

"Get in quickly before this planet explodes, come with me. Now,"

Oberon sneered, his steps hesitant.

"Of course, trusting a stranger who just fell from the sky always ends well. We don't even know who—"

Before he could finish, Elysia grabbed his hand firmly.

"There's no time for arguing!"

"Wait, Elysia! Don't be reckless!" Oberon protested, trying to pull away from her. But Elysia turned to him with a determined look in her eyes.

"Do you want to die here, with these flowers? Because I don't!"

Oberon fell silent, frustration mixed with his reasoning as he gave in. He sighed deeply.

"Fine. But if this is a trap, you're fully responsible."

The two of them ran up the ramp of the ship, joining the red-armored soldier. The ship's door slammed shut with a loud thud. The ship shot upwards at an incredible speed, leaving the flower-filled world behind.

Inside the ship, the atmosphere felt cold, filled with holographic screens casting a dim blue light. Elysia sat, catching her breath, while Oberon stood in the corner, still watching the mysterious soldier with suspicion. But the soldier's expression softened, no longer carrying the threatening aura. He removed his helmet, revealing a friendly face.

"Are you both alright?" he asked, his voice gentle and sincere, a stark contrast to his earlier stern tone.

Elysia was slightly surprised by the friendly tone. "Uh, yes. We... seem to be okay. But... who are you? And why are you here?"

The soldier smiled faintly, placing his helmet on a small table nearby.

"My name is Ashen. I'm on a job, nothing special. But suddenly my ship detected an enormous energy surge."

"That energy came from that planet. Strangely enough, I hadn't seen anything in that location before. It was as if the planet was hidden by some kind of barrier. So I decided to investigate, and here I found you."

Oberon used his fae eyes to verify the truth of the man's words, and upon realizing he wasn't lying, he relaxed slightly.

Although still cautious, Oberon was intrigued enough to respond.

"A barrier? That makes sense. That place... doesn't feel like an ordinary world."

Elysia, looking more relaxed now, asked with curiosity,

"But why bother? You could've just flown past and ignored the energy."

Ashen chuckled lightly, his voice warm. "I'm not the type to ignore something suspicious, especially when life is involved. And look, I was right. If I hadn't stopped, you might not be here now."

Elysia smiled faintly, blushing slightly. "Thank you, Ashen. You really saved us."

Ashen nodded, glancing at the screen in front of him. "But you still haven't answered my question. What were you doing on such a dead planet? That place didn't just appear out of nowhere."

Oberon and Elysia exchanged looks, trying to decide how much to reveal. Finally, Oberon spoke first.

"We were trapped. That place... how do I explain it... felt like a prison, made to seal something. We found ourselves there with little explanation, then strange creatures attacked, a swarm of giant insects."

Inside the ship, Ashen listened intently as Elysia began recounting their ordeal. His eyes widened when she described the swarm of giant insects that attacked them.

"Those creatures..." Elysia murmured, still recalling the explosions and rumblings that shook that flowered world. "They came in massive numbers, like an endless wave. And their leader... a huge creature that's hard to explain. It was almost like... something made to destroy."

"They weren't just big, but seemed connected. When one was destroyed, the others became more aggressive. We had to use our last powers to deal with them."

Ashen listened with furrowed brows. After a moment, he muttered,

"swarm... Could it be?"

Elysia turned, curious.

"Swarm? What do you mean?"

Ashen sighed deeply, his expression turning serious.

"Out here, in the depths of the cosmos, there's a legend about creatures called the Swarm. They're entities that live in huge colonies, like social insects, but much more destructive. Each individual of the Swarm has a mental connection to a central control, whether it's a large creature or something called a hive mind. When they attack, they don't stop until everything is destroyed or consumed by them."

Ashen continued,

"These creatures should have been extinct since the Swarm disaster was hunted down by people."

Oberon asked, curious,

"What's the Swarm disaster?"

Ashen looked at them in confusion.

"You really don't know what the Swarm disaster is? The Swarm disaster was an unprecedented catastrophe that struck the Lepismat Galaxy, dominated by the Swarm. The remnants of Coleoptera rose to become god-like entities, then turned into a nightmare that swept the entire galaxy: In this ancient 'Swarm Disaster' era, all living beings struggled to survive with prayers and efforts. The 'Propagation' Path reached its peak."

"Looking back at the ancient Amber Era: Before the Swarm that covered the sky, life followed the most primal instincts—love, loneliness, the bitterness of survival, and confusion about oneself. All of it existed in every creature and became the 'nourishment' for Tayzzyronth and his descendants."

"The beginning of the end of the Swarm Disaster was as absurd as the birth and end of life itself: Tayzzyronth Aeon 'Propagation' ascended to godhood with loneliness and hatred, and was ultimately defeated by the Aeons. The Swarm Disaster ended, and mortal beings vanished."

Elysia asked Ashen,

"Um, what are Aeons and what is an Oath?"

Ashen frowned, looking at Elysia and Oberon with a mix of confusion and curiosity.

"You... really don't know what Aeons and Paths are?" he asked, trying to confirm what he had just heard.

Oberon merely scoffed, while Elysia nodded slowly, feeling no point in hiding their ignorance.

"Alright," Ashen said, his voice softening.

"I don't know how you don't know about this, but I'll explain. Aeons are... divine entities, you could say. They are beings of extraordinary power that go beyond our understanding. Each of them represents and fights for a concept or principle called a 'Path.' The Path is the way or belief they embody—their perspective on the world and the universe."

"For example, Tayzzyronth, whom I mentioned earlier, is the Aeon of 'Propagation'—a concept tied to endless growth, reproduction, and aggressive survival. All the Swarm that attacked the galaxy once followed this Path, driven by the desire to reproduce endlessly and spread everywhere."

Elysia stared at Ashen with wide eyes, full of curiosity.

"So Aeons are like... gods, and Paths are like beliefs or powers they carry?"

"Yes, but Aeons aren't just gods. They can be anything—beings, energy entities, or even ideas that materialize. They are not bound by the forms or rules of the physical world. And the Path... the Path is more than just a belief. It's a way of life, something followed by many beings in the universe. Even unknowingly, we all walk one of the Paths."

Oberon raised an eyebrow.

"So, everyone has a Path?"

Ashen smiled slightly, but with a sharp tone.

"Every being has a tendency or goal. That's what determines their Path, whether they're aware of it or not. Some choose their Path, while others simply follow it due to circumstances."

Elysia rested her chin on her hand, trying to digest the information.

"So, how many Paths are there?"

Ashen chuckled softly before answering, "For now, there are 14 Paths recorded in history. Paths like Destruction, Harmony, Elation, and Preservation are some of the most well-known. But there are also darker ones, like Propagation, which belongs to Tayzzyronth."

Elysia and Oberon exchanged glances. To them, all of this felt like a strange tale they had just heard.

Ashen looked at them intensely. "But I'm curious... how is it possible that you don't know all of this? Where are you really from?"

Oberon narrowed his eyes, looking uncomfortable with the question.

"We're... not exactly from here."

"Let's just say we've only recently emerged from a cave, shall we?"

Ashen sighed, looking only half-convinced. "Alright, you're certainly mysterious. But if what you encountered was really the Swarm, and that planet had a barrier, there's a good chance it's a remnant from the Swarm Catastrophe era. This isn't a coincidence… I need to report this."

"Report to whom?" Oberon asked, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.

"To the Galactic Authority. If the Swarm is truly returning, this could mark the beginning of another disaster. We need to prepare."

Ashen, focused on the ship's console, was startled when he saw Oberon suddenly stand and clutch his chest. Oberon's expression tensed, as if feeling something inexplicable.

Elysia looked at him with concern. "Oberon? What's wrong?"

Oberon didn't answer immediately. His hand reached inside his robe and pulled out a small flower he seemed to have kept for a long time. The flower, which had been glowing softly, began to fade. Its petals turned to dust, scattering into the air, until they vanished entirely.

Elysia stood silent, realizing what was happening. "That flower…?"

Oberon only nodded, his gaze empty. He walked to the ship's window, staring outside. Where there had once been a vibrant flower-covered planet, there was now only a dark void. The planet had completely vanished, leaving no trace as if it had never existed.

Ashen, initially confused by the situation, stood by the window as well. "The planet… disappeared?" he asked, his voice filled with disbelief.

Oberon remained silent, his eyes fixed on the emptiness outside. "Not just disappeared," he finally murmured, his voice low and filled with regret. "Every trace of its existence, every memory of it… has been erased. Nothing remains. That place is truly gone from this universe."

Elysia looked at Oberon, her expression tinged with sadness.

"But… why did the flower disappear too? I thought we'd at least have something to remember it by."

Oberon glanced at Elysia briefly before returning his gaze to the window.

"Because it wasn't just a planet. It was part of something greater. And now, it has returned to where it came from—the void."

Ashen tried to process what he'd just heard.

"I don't know what really happened there, but if that planet had a barrier hiding it, maybe it was meant to protect something that was never meant to be found."

Elysia clenched her fists, looking at Oberon.

"But we made it out alive. That means something can still be saved, right?"

"Maybe. But what did we leave behind? Another ruin? Or just the remnants of a story that will never be told again?"

The ship moved slowly, leaving the void behind. Inside, the three of them remained silent, lost in their own thoughts. For the first time, both Oberon and Elysia felt truly small amidst the vastness of the universe, and Ashen realized there were far more mysteries out there than he had ever imagined.

After a long silence, Ashen finally broke the tension. He looked at Oberon and Elysia with a curious expression.

"So, do you two have a next destination? Somewhere you want to go?"

Oberon stood in silence, his body seemingly adrift, his soul unanchored. As Vortigern, his purpose had been clear: to destroy Britain. But now, that purpose was gone. He was a being without direction, without a future to pursue, without meaning to continue forward.

In the distance, his gaze fell upon Elysia. A figure bathed in light, with a pair of eyes so pure. Eyes that looked at him without disgust, even after knowing the truth of what he was. Those eyes... they reminded him of someone from his past, a princess who had loved him sincerely—Titania, the only one who had ever truly held Oberon in her heart. That memory lingered, piercing his long-frozen soul.

Oberon felt something unfamiliar, something he had not experienced in ages: a longing for purpose, a hope to find meaning in his existence. He made his choice. He would walk by her side, no matter where this story would lead, just to ensure that someone as pure as Elysia would not face a cruel fate.

For the first time, Oberon chose not to walk alone.

"..."

Elysia was a little confused as to why Oberon was looking at her like that, but she then didn't think about it and answered ashen's question.

"Actually…" Elysia began hesitantly, "we don't have a destination. We don't even know where to go from here."

"Nowhere at all? You're… stranded, then?"

Elysia nodded silently, while Oberon remained quiet, though his eyes betrayed his own uncertainty.

Ashen sighed, leaning back in the pilot's chair.

"Well, I'd like to help more, but my team and I have urgent business on Penacony. I can't take you anywhere else."

"Penacony?" Elysia asked, intrigued. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "What kind of place is that?"

Ashen smirked faintly, glad to shift the conversation to a lighter topic.

"A planet of celebration and dreams, located in the Asdana star system. Penacony is a luxurious hotel among the stars, a gathering place for the galaxy's elite, where the wealthy come to indulge and spend their fortunes."

"People go there to find the dreams buried deep within their hearts. Through the Dreampool at the hotel, they can enter a beautiful dream world that makes every wish come true."

Elysia listened intently. "It sounds… fascinating. Are you sure we can't come along?"

Ashen chuckled. "You can come, but I won't be able to help you any further there. And you'll need money to access the Dreampool."

Seeing that Elysia wants to go to the dream world, Oberon fixed Ashen with a serious expression before speaking.

"You said they use a device to enter the dream world, correct?"

Ashen chuckled. "You can come, but I won't be able to help you any further there. And you'll need money to access the Dreampool."

Seeing that Elysia wants to go to the dream world, Oberon fixed Ashen with a serious expression before speaking.

Hearing this, Oberon smiled faintly, his expression filled with purpose.

"Then we'll go to Penacony. I have a plan."

Elysia looked at Oberon, puzzled. "A plan? You haven't even told me what you're thinking."

Oberon glanced at her briefly, his eyes full of confidence.

"Trust me. If the Dreampool can truly take us to the dream world, then there may be a way."

Elysia hesitated but eventually nodded. She knew that although Oberon often acted distant, his instincts were rarely wrong.

"Alright, I trust you. But don't you dare trap me in a nightmare, got it?"

"A nightmare, huh? I'd say I've already become quite the expert in that area."

Ashen watched them curiously but said nothing. He simply prepared the ship to enter Penacony's orbit.

"You two are certainly an odd pair. But I think you'll fit right in with Penacony's peculiarities. The dream world is more than just entertainment—it's paradise."

Oberon didn't respond, but he stored Ashen's words in his mind. Meanwhile, Elysia could only hope Oberon's plan wouldn't land them in even deeper trouble.

The ship approached Penacony, a planet shining brilliantly like a diamond in the dark cosmos, where the line between dreams and reality blurred. There, their next adventure was about to begin.