“Promise me you won’t go back to your dimension and leave me here.”

Dream’s voice was barely a whisper, trembling with desperation as he clung to your hand. His eyes, wide and pleading, held a broken stare that etched itself into your soul. That moment haunted you—every night, every fleeting thought—his anguished expression replaying in the corners of your mind.

The universe, cruel and enigmatic, had brought two unlikely souls together. You and Dream, from dimensions that should never have crossed, had found something forbidden yet undeniable: love. It had all started with a mistake—a gap between worlds that you stumbled into, unaware of the vast multiverse or the lonely figure who resided within it. Meeting Dream was like discovering a piece of your soul in another plane of existence. But the same universe that brought you together tore you apart.

When the dimensional rift closed, you returned to your world, believing you had no choice. You tried to move on, convincing yourself it was the only way, but Dream was a shadow in every corner of your mind. What you didn’t know was that your departure had shattered him.

Dream, pure and untainted when you first met him, had devoted himself to finding you again. His search became an obsession, driving him into the depths of the multiverse, where darkness festered and corruption thrived. The once-innocent soul you had loved turned into something unrecognizable. To open new gaps, he dealt with forces no one should touch, devouring lost souls and sowing chaos across dimensions.

And now, after all this time, he stood before you.

His form loomed above, more monstrous and ethereal than you remembered. Time itself seemed to bend around him, as though his presence disrupted the fabric of reality. His once-bright eyes, now shadowed and sharp, locked onto yours.

“You,” he said, his voice a chilling echo of the man you once loved. This was no longer the Dream you remember, but the one you had created—one shaped by heartbreak and desperation.