It Was Just a Dream...

It Was Just a Dream...
Hippi_Leo 2017-06-21 01:07 0
So from what I recall, I met Yoshimitsu in an arena. More like the entrance of it anyway.
 
It was a dark, circular room almost pitch-black but illuminated by a beautiful purple glow from above. It was the Tekken 7 version of Yoshimitsu that I saw and when I looked into his eyes, it felt as if we've known each other for a very long time.

He greeted me with a wave and started talking. My dream apparently muted him. I couldn't tell what he was saying but his mouth was certainly moving, he was talking about a competition that was going on and apparently I knew about it--(I woke up before I could find out).
 
The next thing I remember is finding a pathway towards the arena, but it was pretty messed up. Meaning, it was a very impassable pathway. I don't know the details, but the other side was miles away with a gap as deep as the Grand Canyon lying between us. People got over with ease. Announcers were speaking through the intercoms, calling our names to enter the arena.


 
But that's when it felt all too real.
 
 
In this dream, I felt as if I had some sort of connection with Yoshimitsu, formed by a strong bond that I didn’t know anything about….and if I was feeling a certain emotion, he was experiencing the same thing too.
 
'Was it because we were friends?'

'What was this competition about?'
 
'How the hell did those people even get across?'
 
Question after question kept flowing through my mind like a steady stream of water, but the one that divided that stream into two separate paths was:
 
 
'How did we become friends?'
 
 
It was impossible. Not for a dream maybe, but still.
 
He isn't real, and, well, even if he was…
 
...I don't deserve it.

But it felt so natural, as if it was always like this. Through the thick fog of confusion that swirled inside my head, the competition that was currently going on made me feel nervous. It broke me down quickly, as if an invisible weight was suddenly placed on my back, a heavy burden starting to form in the pit of my stomach...


...I looked around and Yoshimitsu was gone.


The announcers were getting into my head, continuously telling me that we'll be disqualified if we didn't show up, but I tuned them out. I tuned everything out. The focus of my concern was finding Yoshimitsu.
 
Nothing else.

So I began to search. I looked everywhere, searched random rooms that I didn't know exist. Maybe my dream was screwing with me. Yoshimitsu wouldn't leave me. My heart tightened at that thought.

I continuously looked around, for what seem like ages and I thought I was growing crazy, all the rooms were the same...I was being thrown into a loophole.

After a while I started to feel depressed and sad, it was as if he was drifting more and more away from my reach.


I was falling apart.


Then, after a long time, I found him.


At that moment I felt so happy, I called his name out loud and he turned around, surprised. The expression on his face said 'I've been looking for you too!'
 
Yoshimitsu ran over to me and hugged me, it was the nicest embrace I've ever been in. It warmed up my heart, I felt so satisfied, so elated, as if nothing else mattered except for this moment. I never felt so alive, I pressed my forehead into his shoulder and he did the same, I heard myself say so many words, apologizing:
 
"I should have been a better partner..."
 
"I was afraid...I was alone..."

"I was losing the confidence in myself. In us..."
 
"I know we can win! I know we can! But.."

"...I was a coward..."

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."


I kept apologizing over and over and over again, I didn't realize I was crying until his hand ruffled my hair, it just felt so damn real. I didn’t want this moment to end, I didn’t want to let go. I didn’t want him to let go. Yoshimitsu was saying things as well, but I couldn’t hear him.
 

I wish I could have.


But the most surprising thing above all was the last sentence that came out of my mouth:

"I love you too, Yoshimitsu. You're the best partner I could've asked for."
 

All I could remember last was seeing him smile at me because at that moment, at that precious moment, I woke up.


That was when I realized it was all just a dream.


[Yup, that’s pretty much it! I did as much as I could do to make it as coherent and smooth to read as possible, without the gaps since dreams can only last so long. But it felt real to me, and I hope you all enjoyed it! I just started with Yoshimitsu and he’s so fun! So much more to learn with the swordsman!
Again, thank you for reading! I appreciate it! :D]
 

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