[open] perchance to dream...?

[somnusrex]

Who: Ryner Lute and whoever's unfortunate enough to see his dreams
Where: Ryner's head. I'm sorry.
When: Throughout Chapter 4
Summary: dreams, nightmares, and all the fun that comes with them.
Restrictions/Warnings: Wow, a lot. Uh. Child soldier, genetic experimentation, marginalization (is that a warning?), being shunned and outcast, gore, death of children, suicides, etc.

Various dreams and nightmares in the comments! All are open, if you'd like something special feel free to let me know! I'm happy to set something up.

Comments

canon memory cw: mention of mangled bodies i guess

[somnusrex]

It was just a series of flashes, really.

Nothing too bad. Mainly just arrows and a bunch of soldiers on a battlefield. A whole lot of soldiers, in old timey armor. Their leader was also in armor, yelling orders.

But all Ryner could hear was the word "monster."

It was being spoken all around him, either whispered fearfully or said more loudly by those asking that he be put down, that all he could do was kill and destroy.

But no, those were different flashes, tinged in red and in a different place. A village, with huts that had been ransacked. People killed, lying bloody on the paths. Because of him.

That was what he was. A scourge on the earth, a demon meant only to tear things apart, whether or not he wanted to.

Someone important said it next. Back on the battlefield. He couldn't see him; the figure was washed out by greenish blue. But the voice was familiar.

It wasn't said to him, but the equivalence was enough. There had been an official order to kill him should he go out of control.

He left, sadly. As he usually left. This wasn't the first time and it wouldn't be the last, but the blood and bodies were simply too many and it wasn't as if he could hold it against anyone.

He didn't blame them. Any of them. This was what should happen to a monster, after all.