In my dreams, I saw him twice.
The first dream, I can’t fully remember—just fragments of light, a strange energy, and a feeling that someone was calling me. But the second dream… I remember it clearly. It was 1st July 2024, the night everything began.
He came from a parallel world by mistake, through a burst of lightning. I didn’t know who he was. I asked, “Who are you?” He looked at me with a calm but sad smile and said,
“You don’t know me, but I know you. And only you can help me save my universe.”
I was shocked, confused. I told him I was just an ordinary girl. How could I possibly help?
But he didn’t give up. He stayed. He spoke to my mother in the dream, explaining everything. Surprisingly, she believed him and agreed. After that, he trained me—taught me strange powers, how to fight the darkness that was coming.
When the war started in his world, I felt my energy leaving me. But he stood by my side. He fought monsters and helped me fight too. In the end, I saw him sacrifice himself to save his world. He smiled one last time before fading into light.
When I woke up, I cried. I didn’t know why, but I felt deeply connected to him… as if I’d lost someone I loved.
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Days later, I dreamt of him again.
This time, it was also by mistake. I’d forgotten his face, but the moment I saw him again, the memories rushed back. I was so happy. He was too.
He told me he barely remembered the first time we met, but slowly, bits and pieces came back to him. We spent time together in the dream—laughing, talking, missing each other. At one point, I asked him,
“How can I truly save you?”
He didn’t answer. He just smiled and said, “I’ll tell you in the next place we meet.” Before I could ask more, I woke up. I wanted to go back, to see him again, but the dream was gone.
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And then, something strange happened.
On 22nd December 2024, in the real world, he appeared.
Not in a dream. Not in another world. But here, in my reality.
At first, I didn’t recognize him. But there was something about the way he looked at me—something that made my heart skip a beat. It was the same feeling I had in those dreams. Slowly, we got to know each other, and he became an important part of my life.
It felt like fate was quietly bringing two worlds together.
But life is never perfect. One day, we had a fight. A big one. We stopped talking for days. I felt like I had lost him all over again—just like in the dream when he disappeared to save his world.
But destiny wasn’t done with us.
After some time, we found our way back to each other. We talked, forgave, and patched things up. Now, we’re happy, cherishing the time we have together. ❤️
Still, sometimes, when I look into his eyes, I wonder…
Is he really the same soul I met in my dreams? Or is this just the beginning of something much bigger?
Because deep down, I feel our story is far from over.
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