Cody awoke, he wasn't sure when he fell asleep, but he was standing somewhere he didn't recognize. He was standing up high, probably a hill or mountain, he gazed at the beautiful scenery around him. Then curious, he looked down.

Out of nowhere, the sky seemed to darken and thunder raged, he felt horrible guilt and remorse wash over him. Below him wasn't a hill it was a pile of bodies. At the top, lay Skarlet, rooted in two down from her shoulder to her waist. Though her face bore a stubborn, unrelenting determination, her eyes were lifeless.

Below her lay the corpse of a red dragonkin, she looked young, though he knew that she was probably at least twice the age she seemed. The look on her face was disappointment or dissatisfaction. He then gazed at another, a beastkin like Skarlet, but one he didn't recognize like the dragon. Her face held no emotion at all, no fear of death, no regret, no loss, or pain, but her body looked like she'd suffered for hours before her death. The beast kin was a dog, with brown floppy ears, a slave collar around her neck, if he were to guess her age he'd say twelve or maybe ten. Though for some reason, the young slave terrified him, he could tell by looking at her face and body that she went through hell before death and didn't even flinch.

Below her lay the corpse of Maria, her face twisted in agony, fear, and sadness. Maria's body was crushed and burned. Below Maria Lay a man, a young man with black hair and a soft face. He was dressed like a thief, his arm had been torn off, and several holes opened in his body. He had a look of determination and desperation on his face and held tightly in his arms was the broken body of a little girl, she too had black hair and shared features with him.

Clara was below him, she was torn to pieces, literally, he could only tell it was her because she was wearing a very different collar. It was simple and leather, not metal like what she'd been wearing previously and it had a golden tag with her name on it. Her hand still gripped a sword, on her face, or what was left, she gave the sense that she was protecting the most important thing to her. Cody could assume she'd likely got that way protecting Maria. Below her were more people he recognized, the blacksmith, the guild master, receptionists, other adventures, nobles, and royalty. As well as many many people he didn't.

He'd come to the understanding that this was a dream, but he was wondering what it meant. It was too vivid and direct to consider it a random dream. Suddenly he heard something, he turned to see a group of people standing in front of him, he was now back on the ground, the bodies gone. Before him stood Skarlet, she had an aura of consecration and power about her, she held a beautiful sword, he knew it was called a katana. It had a black shiny blade with a blood-red dragon that ran up its length, and the handle had red and black woven wrapping. Beside Skarlet stood Cody, a different version of himself, wielding the holy sword. Behind them stood the red dragonkin, beautiful and powerful balls of fire spun around her, revolving line an atom. Beside the dragon stood the emotionless beast kin, a wizard's hat plopped lazily atop her head, her face shown more expression than before. She was weaving magic circles into the air around them with her right hand, a book open in her left. The young thief was standing between the mages at the back and the vanguard. He was in a prepared stance, ready to make any movement necessary to create an advantage for his comrades.

Cody got the sense that this group was older than the versions of them he saw in the pile of bodies.

"Y-you lied to me, tricked me, I trusted you." Skarlet spat with venom, her timidness completely gone.

"My dear Skarlet, I merely withheld certain information. I never lie." A garbled voice responded, a figure walked into view, Cody couldn't focus on it for some reason he couldn't see what the figure truly looked like.

"But now that you've completed your tasks, oh first I should say: 'Congratulations! You're a hero, a legend you'll go down in history' but now you're unneeded." It spoke with sarcastic enthusiasm, Before raising its hand. Suddenly Cody felt nauseous, the amount of magical power emitted was absurd.

Suddenly an attack blew forward a massive magical explosion, directed in the center of the group. When the dust cleared, Cody felt sick, he looked at his own body. He was covered in wounds and burn marks, his eyes open, lifeless. Skarlet was basically the same, based on the way it happened both himself and Skarlet had reacted immediately and taken as much of the attack as possible.

The three behind were injured but mostly alright, they leaped into action. The thief rushed forward, while the dragonkin launched about twenty fireballs in rapid-fire succession. The beast kin activated her circles, they imploded and created a six-pointed star-shaped barrier that kept the figure from leaving.

Though the figure simply walked forward, he easily parried the thief's stack and placed a hand on his back. Magic blasted through the thief's chest and he died. Next, the figure redirected the fireballs at the beastkin who, due to surprise, was unable to react in time. She burned alive screaming, and while the dragonkin was distracted by the death of her fellow mage by her own magic. The figure smashed his hand through her chest, out the back out held her heart, then the figure kissed her, when they separated she fell to the ground dead.

Cody had to look away as the figure devoured the dragon's heart. "I wanted you, you know, foolish dragon. . . Picking them over me." Then the figure turned and walked away, the dream suddenly folded on itself.

Cody was forcefully dragged from its depths as he woke, he sat up, a shiver ran through him as he gazed at Maria's face. And he made a resolve, I must stay here, the place where all the people I know are currently coinciding. I should be able to prevent their deaths, if the second dream has anything to say.