First Death

Since you people seem interested about me dying in my dreams, I'll tell you about the first time I died in a dream. I saw this dream 2 years ago. It was a strange dream, y'know? Why? Because there were continuations. I'm not joking. The dream went on for a series of nights.

Night 1
I was standing in front of a huge computer screen. On the screen was a map of the city and on the map, there were 4 blinking dots. Each one represented one of my comrades. It was time for the final battle against the mutants (it's a world where mutants and humans coexisted until some wacko convinced the mutants to be the dominant species).

The human army had 8 leaders (There used to be 9, but 1 died prior to the story). I was one of them. There were 5 mutant leaders with armies of their own. They were coming for us from all four directions. We decided to split up and also leave someone to guard HQ. I was chosen.

Now, I regret it deeply. I regret splitting us up.

I stared blankly at the screen as another 2 dots disappeared. I kept screaming their names, names which I had forgotten by now. Soon, the last 2 dots disappeared as well. We had lost.

"Regret not listening to me?"

I turned to see an old lady. She was the grandmother of one of the leaders (the one that died prior to the story). She was a powerful witch, which I had never trusted because I considered her witchcraft as mutant powers.

"We lost... and it's my fault. Because I never listened. Because I never trusted you." I slumped to the ground and all I could do was cry.
"Get a hold of yourself, boy! There is still one more chance, but it's risky. So, are you willing to trust me?"
"How?" I still didn't trust that witch.
"I was born with the talent to master all magic, even forbidden magic. TIME magic, for example."
"You can't be serious! You made a vow! If you use that magic, won't you..."
"Yes, I will receive divine punishment. But using this magic may bring back my granddaughter too."
"Then, why didn't you use it from the beginning?"
"Because of the risk. You see, I can activate the magic, but I can't stop it. I may be able to turn back time, but I don't know how far. Maybe a second, maybe a year, maybe 100 years, or may be it won't stop at all. Are you willing to do it? Are you willing to risk the entire fabric of space and time for another chance?"
"... ... I haven't trusted you even once after so many years, and you're still giving me this chance... I'd be a fool not to take it. And I am willing to bear the divine punishment that you are supposed to suffer."
"How nice, child..."
"BUT, you will activate the magic only IF I lose!"
"And you must promise to keep events close to what really happened. You can't go around changing history, got it?" She then disappeared.

Suddenly, the siren went off. "They're here." I unsheathed my sword and charged out, but just when I reached the door, it flew open and I was knocked back. In front of me was the one of the 5 mutants, Shadow. It had the power to disappear as it moves in dark areas. And what sucks was that this room was almost pitch black, except for the computer screen.

Without a word, we started fighting. I won't describe the fight to you. Just picture one of the most intense anime-style swordfights (e.g. Cloud vs Sephiroth in FFVII: AC) you've ever seen. I have to admit. Even now, I still can't believe I did those stunts at will.

Anyway, I won. As Shadow lay on the ground mortally wounded, I dealt one final blow to end him.

Meanwhile, the witch was preparing the magic circle. At the same time, she watched the fight go on. Behind her was her assistant, a lady dressed in a purple cloak.

"He won... Maybe he can still turn things around!"
"Ha! Don't get your hopes up, my dear. Once he steps out of that building, he's dead. Now, hurry and prepare the circle before they find us too!"

Back to the battle ground. I had stepped out of our HQ and saw the gruesome scenes. My entire army had been obliterated. And the only ones standing were mutant soldiers. I clenched my fist and flew into a blind rage. I just charged with my sword and chopped down anything in my way.

But my offensive didn't last long. As I lifted my sword for another slash, something wrapped itself around each of my limbs. They were chains originating from the top of 4 buildings. I struggled but each chain was held with immense strength. It could only have been the remaining 4 leaders.

I glared at all of the mutants, but they just grinned. I felt the chains being tugged and I just howled into the sky. The tugging continued to grow stronger until... well... I got split into four pieces. That was the most painful thing I have ever felt in my life.

It was then that I woke up. Funny... the pain disappeared but I could move none of my limbs. They felt non-existent. I saw that my limbs were still there, but for a strange reason, I felt nothing in them. This lasted for about 10 minutes before I could finally bend a finger. In another few moments, I could finally get up, but for the rest of the day, my arms and legs felt very, very sore.