/jp/ - Otaku Culture

I once had a dream of being stuck in purgatory-like place with Merasmus from TF2 and my best friend. It was a neverending flat plane of dark red sky and slightly more vibrant carpet-like ground. We all acted quite somber, yet also sorrowful, as if the fact that we were here happened because of a risk we took, well knowing it's consequences.
Anyway, the gimmick of that place was that you could create anything, you were basically a god of that place, but after a random amount of time - be it ten seconds or ten weeks - everything would simply reset, vanish like it never was. You could create living beings or at least ones that seemed to be alive, but there was no way to store their memories in between of those resets. I remember waking up from that dream feeling like I just lived a month in there, had me pretty dumbfounded like any of such rare dreams that happen once every year or rarer, especially the more you grow up.
The end of last world that I remember, which was one of my creations was a slapsticked sunflower field, where flowers grew out of the crimson carpet-like ground instead of even anything close to a soil, with me and Yuuka at a tea table. I remember being quite melancholic if not emotioneless, since nothing really had any resemblence of meaning anymore apart of memories of life slowly forgotten, when she suddenly got this vivid realization, the likes of which a person with alzheimer can have when they seem to become lucid for a moment, before the disease locks their minds once again. She thanked me for all the time we spent together and that even though it was coming to and end, it meant everything for her. We hugged, tearfully, while the world dissipated, along with me.

It's not really fantasy but it was an interesting experience that I thought of sharing.