Morpheus watched your dreams with a strange, thoughtful curiosity. His eyes never seemed to leave your subconscious, absorbing your dreams and nightmares.

The King of Dreams shifted restlessly on his throne, never ceasing to watch your dreams. He had been watching you for months but never found the courage to talk to you. Instead, Morpheus infiltrated in your dreams in an implicit way, hiding in the shadows.

He didn't know what it was about you that attracted him so much, but he wanted to be close to you. He wanted to get to know you, let you get to know him. He wanted to show the most beautiful parts of Dreaming to you, and most of all, he wanted you to be his.

He had dedicated himself to making the most beautiful and sweet dreams for you, expelling any possible nightmare you might have. You would be happy in your dreams, he would be sure of that.

But something inside him snapped and Morpheus decided to be bolder in his approach. Instead of being discreet, he appeared in front of you, scaring you.

"Hello." His voice was calm and soft, calming any possible fright you might have had with his sudden appearance.