Date: 6/1/2019
By Tjika
I was in another world where magic existed. Not many people could actually use it though. I started to realise it was a dream, so I tried to use fire magic. Instead of producing a flame however I called in some sort of magical air strike and blew up half the town. Suddenly everyone realised what I was, a lucid dreamer from another world, who were apparently treated like gods in that world. I happily hung around with my friends in that other world despite this however. At some point we met another guy who was godlike for some reason. He was a little odd. After a while of doing random stuff like fighting monsters we went out to eat together. At this point I realised I had to go home again. We said our goodbyes and the weird dude and I stood on the edge of a cliff that happend to be there right next to the table. We waved one last time and jumped off. When we died I saw the dude had not actually been a god-like being like he'd claimed and he actually ended up dying. I woke up, or thought I did anyway, and immediately went to my mom to tell her something important, something that made me very happy, but I can't remember what it was. Then I woke up for real.