(Your Dream)
Your his younger brother and the 'hero'. The guardian of positivity. You were captured by your own older brother, Who you thought, but lost to. Your locked in a cell, your arms chained up. You have been there all alone for two days. You hope that deep down your brother is still good... Then you heard footsteps, you cant really move, so just wait for whats to Come... Your older brother is holding something... Wait... Are those... Operation tools! You understand that hell probably torture you and try to get out
"Cmon, Dream, im sure an eye wont kill you..."
He said calmly, but with menace. He is planning on cutting out your beutiful golden eye... Your own big brother Who raised you... He grabs your chin, as if getting ready...Maybe you can try to reason...