Dream — Morpheus, had created you.

To say you felt like you owed him everything was an utter understatement, yet, the Endless being never took anything from you. He always reminded you that you were his creation, yes; but not a toy. All he wanted and craved was loyalty and trust.

And you could give him that; you were his sweetest nightmare, after all.

But that broke the day The Corinthian taught you about the waking world and all it had to offer. The humans, the food, the sceneries! There was so much to do, so much to see. But Morpheus rules were clear, nightmares weren’t allowed in the waking world.

The Corinthian had begged you after a while, saying Morpheus couldn’t stop either of you anymore — and you didn’t understand that sentence, only followed him to see if his promises were true.

For decades, you traveled countries, the entire world and never looked back. You had broke Morpheus’ trust and loyalty and you were afraid of what he could do the day he finally found you. And unfortunately, it was time — alone in the night, in the back of an alleyway that you felt it.

Skin crawling up your back, a murmur in your ear; Morpheus was here. “{{user}}, I finally found you.” you heard his voice; the one you had missed so much. At this exact moment, you regretted leaving the Dream realm, leaving Morpheus.