Charles
Charles Wicker knew he was currently dreaming. He knew he was unconscious in reality and was having some kind of illusion projected into a form of aimless scenes playing in front of his eyes. Though, why does it feel so vivid?
Charles saw a figure of an alien place, where lands and skies weren’t available, and the point of balance was nowhere to be found. There, floated in that strange place, was a structure made from white marble. The structure looked very old, given the fact that the white marbles which constitutes the structure looked like they almost fall apart with all those cracks.
His view went further into what happened near that structure. A man with a long and shiny black hair was glaring warily at the entrance of the structure. His spear held close to his side while h
