Dream Log - Anan's Adventure

[A week prior]

Krystal - Hmm thatโ€™s weird. Transmission received. Fromโ€ฆ the hell? Anan?

ALAIS - Strange. Anan from The Dream Realm. Processing. Oh that was a short one.

๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐’๐ฎ๐ง๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Œ๐จ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ,

๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง ๐ง๐ž๐ž๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž. ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฎ๐ง๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง, ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐Ž๐”๐“๐’๐Š๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐’ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐ƒ๐‘๐„๐€๐Œ ๐‘๐„๐€๐‹๐Œ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ข๐ง, ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž. ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ข๐ง๐ฏ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐Ÿ๐ž๐œ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ž๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ. ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ˆ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ, ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ, ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ. ๐ƒ๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐๐ฎ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ’๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐ž ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ. ๐Ž๐ซ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ. ๐‘๐ž๐ ๐š๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ.

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐€๐๐€๐.

Luna - Hm. I suppose we could? Hopefully Nautilus is up for a fly?

Hinata - Yeah, letโ€™s do this. Plus dream combat is way more fun, letโ€™s be honest here. No need to worry about mana drain.

Krystal - Okay, good luck. When youโ€™re ready to come back to us, wake up.

-----[Seven Days Later above The Outskirtsโ€ฆ STILL flying.]-----

Luna and Hinata are flying atop of Nautilus's back above a very foggy forest with massive trees and overgrowth galore. After days of flying atop her trusty whale’s back, she looks totally confused and tilts her head, “wait how much further is Anan?” Hinata looks at Luna in confusion, “How should I know? I’ve never met him. Usually my dreams are full of pretty wom-- I MEAN dog stuff. Yeah.” Luna chuckles and pats her beloved on the head, scritching at her ears gently, “you’re so typical Hina. At least my dreams aren’t so salacious usually.”

Hinata seems very confused at Luna’s wording, “salacious? Fuck’s that mean?” She tries to use her phone to access the internet, but in a rare twist of fate, she has no signal whatsoever. “Gods damn it. My phone’s dead. Is this a nightmare?”

Luna looks over and disagrees, “It cannot be. We’re on top of Nautilus, a CoL of Dreams.” With a pair of binoculars pulled out of her bag, Luna goes to look for the webs and chittering that usually signifies they’re in Anan’s Domain, “Wait, I see it. Go Nautilus, let’s go down!” Despite the command, however, Nautilus does not descend and it makes whale noises. Strangely, though perhaps this is due to Luna’s connection to her, the whale noises sound rather distressed and nervous.

THE THUNDER TITAN

In the far distance of this particular section of The Outskirts, a loud rumbling of thunder and the distinct KER-CHAK! of lightning is heard. Crashing into the pair and the whale are birds of all sizes scattering from that direction. Hinata and Luna hold on tight as they also notice animals of all shapes, sizes, and species dashing away from ground zero. Luna tries to connect to Nautilus via her Telepathic Magic, but all she hears are whale noises, rather typical let’s be honest. Above the group, rain falls on them as if they just ran directly into a sudden deluge.

“Should we.. head down?” Luna gulps. "I got it Luna, teleport down!" Hinata cheers triumphantly as the pair and the massive whale crash into the trees. Covered in mud from head to toe and with hundreds of trees inadvertently knocked down from the whale’s sudden and unplanned descent, the pair jump off of Nautilus. It nearly immediately flies away from the pair. “Wait, where is she going?” Hinata asks with fear on her face. Luna sighs, “I told you, we need to train your teleporation spell before we get caught up in the couch or some stupid shit!”

Hinata pouts and crosses her arms, “I-- Okay you DID tell me that, but-- ughhhh I’ll fucking do it with you and beat you afterwards.” With the sudden argument completed, the two traverse through the forest covered in sludge and webs of all kinds. A few hundred feet into their trek, they slowly find it harder and harder to progress, until they reach a portion where they cannot move any further. “What… is this shit? Why can’t we mo--” Hinata grunts, trying to lift her feet to progress. Much of her face is covered in mud and parts are bleeding from the shrapnel caused by their sudden landing.

Luna uses the sleeve of her hoodie to try and wipe her face off as much of her body isn’t faring much better. Upon looking down at their situation, she notices they’ve stepped into Anan’s webs. Silky and sticky white strings cover their shoes which makes it incredibly difficult to move forward. Looking at the trees nearby, most of them are ALSO covered in this same string and touching them traps any body part in place. Panicking and hyperventilating due to her innate arachnophobia, she looks for any way out and thankfully, one of the branches seems to be devoid of the webs. She focuses her mana on her feet to try and lift-- OFF. “ONE. TWO. THRE-- FUCK OWW OW WHY IS THE BRANCH SHA--” It wasnt a branch but instead Anan trying to grab her from its webs using its blade sharp arms as holds. “Ugh, fine. Thank you Anan. Hinata, grab a hold of me. We’ll lift off on three? Okay?” Luna’s hands are bleeding profusely.

Hinata grabs ahold. On three, the trio lifts off and with the elasticity of the webs combined with the sheer amount of force needed to get out, the pair find themselves on the muddy ground. Luna’s hand is severely injured. Hinata quickly tries to bandage it up, but due to the rain, the bandages do not stick. Deeming it fine, however, Luna just deals with the bleeding by putting her hand into a pocket. Maybe not the BEST move here, but with none of the group having healing magicks, it’ll have to do.

Anan looks worried, which is odd considering it has no discernable face aside from its three glowing red eyes and pair of sharp mandables sticking out of its mouth. The two can still communicate with it telepathically.

โ€œ๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐? ๐ˆ ๐๐ข๐๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐โ€™๐ฏ๐ž ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฒ.โ€

โ€œUs either.โ€ Hinata sighs as she wipes herself off as best as she can. โ€œWhat the hell is happening?โ€

๐€๐ง๐š๐ง ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐œ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐š๐จ๐ฌ, โ€œ๐…๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ฑ. ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐œ.โ€

Luna gulps and looks totally incredulous, “What the fuck? Fulgurex?? But that can’t be! It can’t sleep! It’s the Concept of Storms!”

Just then another bolt of lightning crashes about 100 feet away from the group and a very strong gust of wind knocks the pair off their feet. Luna is completely deafened as a result. The gust of wind knocks the pair off their feet into Anan’s outstretched and extremely sharp legs as if it was waiting for exactly this moment. They notice its mandibles almost smiling.

At the very split second moment before they make contact, the feeling of freezing cold water wakes them up and out of harm’s way.

They wake up on the couch to a concerned Spider Fairgreen.

[End Dream]