Dungeon Raider System

When Uriel finally returned with Alice things had not progressed in the slightest. Luna was still submerged in her dream and Medusa remained missing in action, though he now at least knew Nika was with his mother. Why did she decide it was a good idea to hang out with Dana was remained a mystery, but that was of no importance to him at the moment as his top priority was to do precisely what his mother told him to do which was running away from the city before the gods showed their hand.

"Should we try to wake her up?" Asked Bella with a wry smile.

"Whatever you do, do not attempt to wake her up." Uriel replied.

"Is she a sleepwalker? I knew a soldier with that issue and they said if you woke him up in the middle of a dream he would die in real life, but it ended up being bullshit."

"The whole thing about sleepwalkers is a myth, but with Luna in particular things are different. If you try to wake her up, you'll get hurt." Uriel shook his head as he gazed at Luna's innocent face wondering how could something so sweet looking could be so destructive.

By that point, Luna was already well into an adventure of her own as she had been asleep for a while. It begun like any other dream, which was the dreamscape laying bare in front of her, but there was a difference as no matter how hard did she try to communicate with Atlantis it was impossible.

"This is strange, the cryptid island should be able to reach me anywhere in the world." Luna said to herself while at the same moment trying to decide what kind of dream she wanted to have. Her having lucid dreams was nothing new as she liked to hang out with her friend within the dreamscape giving her the practice she needed to achieve it.

She could choose any type of dream she wanted and with the help of Atlantis she could experience the most incredible scenarios withing the dreamscape making sleeping her favorite hobby. Though even before discovering Atlantis it was already one of her favorite things to do and the only thing that kept her from sleeping all day was her research.

"This one." Luna pointed at a familiar dream she loved. It was a memory of her childhood where she played with Cassandra, though in her dream instead of being in wolf form Luna was a normal human child.

They played on the clover field near her house and cut some of the flowers to play. What actually happened at that time was Luna's wolfish figure rubbing her back in the ground and eating the plants and the dream carried on just like that, except it was her human form. Needless to say, anyone watching a human eating grass off the ground would have been a shocking scene, but to Luna it was one of her fondest memories. At least until the farmer boys showed up with their sticks and stones. It was at that moment that the island of Atlantis either embellished the story or switched the dream for Luna, but it didn't happen in this occasion.

The boys started throwing their stones at Luna for no other reason than her being born as a wold rather than a human and Cassandra reacted by placing herself in the middle.

"Stop throwing things at my sister!" Cassandra shouted.

"Look! She's siding with the monster, she's evil!" A boy proclaimed prompting the boys to double their efforts.

"I see..." Luna muttered to herself as she questioned her own morality. She had always considered herself to be a wolf rather than a human, which is why her actions were usually so strange to other people. But now that she considered herself to be a human, or at least wanted to see herself as one so she could fit in with her friends, she now questioned whether or not they were correct.

Luna loved the dreams Atlantis gifted her, but although they were always happy, they made her look away from things that actually made things much more vivid and not happy, but utterly meaningful such as the fact that Cassandra had always considered her her sister and even got hurt to prove it.

Watching through the window, Luna's mother watched the whole scene in silence and did not intervene. Had it not been for her father showing up at the right time, both sisters would have ended up seriously wounded.

"There, there," The hulking man embraced both girls to comfort them and if watching herself eat grass off the ground in third person was not shocking, watching her lick her father's face certainly was. "you girls always find trouble. Why didn't you run away?"

"Because," Cassandra sniffled. "they wanted to hurt my sister."

"Then you're doing a great job as a big sister. Protecting your family is a good thing." The father gave Cassandra a pat in the head.

"I see...," Luna said, then lingered for a few seconds before continuing. "I see you."

"You do?" The man with the most average features that played the role of Luna's father in the dream said.

"What is your name?" She asked.

"It's Morpheus, but you may call me sandman. I am the god of the dreamscape and I'm here to bestow upon you a gift." The man replied.

"Sister said it's not Okay to accept gifts or food from strangers." Luna said to which Cassandra's childish figure promptly replied with a soft smile.

"It's fine, you can trust him."

"I would consider it, but only if you show me your true face or else I will believe you are hiding something from me.." Luna defiantly replied with the perfect facial expression to go with it, thanks to her being in the dreamscape that is.

"You are correct that this is not my true form, but it is only to protect you. My true form is so powerful, just looking at it will cause you to die. I take the form of what an entire species thinks their species looks like to avoid drawing any attention to me in their dreams," The sandman replied certain that there was nothing Luna could say to convince him to show his true form. That said, he was completely unprepared for her relentless badgering and eventually he caved. "fine, but you have been warned." The sandman said as he reshaped the dreamscape into a void before proceeding to adopt his true form.

He went from the most average looking man to a massive creature that could not be defined with human parameters. It's shape was incredibly complex and had no semblance of humanity in the slightest. It was vast, it was powerful and for Luna it was...

"Disappointing." She sighed.

"Is it because I'm not made of sand?" The sandman emulated human speech, though it was impossible to know where the voice actually came from.

"No, I know they call you that because of the deposits they call eye sores. I just didn't expect you too look like one."

"Are you calling me ugly?" The sandman questioned the small woman's aesthetic's judgement and also her sanity.

"No, it's just that I didn't expect you to have radial symmetry." Luna said, her disappointment obvious to a degree that even the abnormal being was able to pick up on it.

"I don't follow."

"It's alright, don't try too hard. You're obviously an ARN based organism and I don't expect you to understand what I'm talking about. You're an overgrown amoeba at the worst or an ancient plant." Luna said in the most condescending tone possible.

"You dare make fun of me, in my realm!?" Morpheus shouted in a thousand different voices as his shade shifted in color.

"Interesting, you seem to have crematophores to indicate your emotional state. Is this embarrassment?"

"It is not! It's anger!" The sandman lied.

"I know it's frustrating, but hang in there. Maybe you can evolve into a more complex life form one day, though I doubt it considering your genetics are obviously ingrained in a single helical strain."

"You will regret making fun of me! I control this world and I will show you my power." The sandman spoke as a myriad of horrors appeared in front of Luna. From spiders and cockroaches to the most heinous monsters conceived by imagination.

"Interesting," Luna said as she realized that some of the monsters she had witnessed in person had been far worse than anything Morpheus showed her. "how about this?" She waved her hand and created a replica of the demon she saw in Spain which promptly destroyed Morpheus' creations.

"How is this possible? I have absolute control over dreams."

"That may be so, but you are now inside my head and that means, you are now one of my experiments." Luna said with an excited cackle that caused the countless crematophores in the ancient being to shift moodily into the colors that displayed the most primal emotion, fear.