Spell Reign

During the middle of the night. The ghost of the caster returned to me. She was lying next to me on my bed and turned to me with a frighten look upon her face. She leaned over and touched my forehead. The lights in the room flickered and I fell into a deep sleep. We both appeared in a shadowy place surrounded by floating white orbs. The environment resembled a place I can barely remember from my childhood. I remember that I use to come here when I had a lot of my mind. But never knew what or where this place was. But I had a feeling that I was going to find out. The girl disappeared but not before pointing in the southern direction. She grabbed my hand with urgency and disappeared as quietly as she appeared. Since she protected me before, I trusted that she was doing the same again. Starting down the path she led me on. My surroundings were getting brighter. In the midst of my new surroundings. A sense of familiarity was echoing throughout the trees that surrounded me. With the road that I was on was glittering with gold and the grass was shining silver. This place appeared magical. My thoughts were on repeat with the same question in my mind. Why do I know this place? And why was I brought here? Both questions I wanted answers for. I see a building directly ahead of me. I run toward it. It shimmer with gold sand and flowing river beds made of glistening milk. Strange flying fish danced throughout the river with other equally strange creatures decorated the front lawn. I walked inside and yelled if anyone was here. No one answered. Quickly as I entered, I was suddenly attacked by dark figures trying to still the book for their own. Of which I was holding the Book of Sanctuary the entire time and did not notice. As I try my best to fight them off, their dark magic overpowers my own. At the brink of losing to them. A tall white figure approaches me and blinds the dark figures, a white light appears out of nowhere and guides me out of the white walled room into an open window and we disappear. I open my eyes and I notice that everything that has happened I was is still dreaming. Glancing to the right of me I notice that the figure that helped me earlier was still here. He was a beautiful young man with sparkling eyes and a long sparkling robe. Fluttered by his appearance, I was smiling and blushing like a little girl. He stares ahead and the two flies off on a giant chariot of harden gold sand and glass. We approach a massive land filled with music playing, people interacting with weird creatures, and doorways opening up from the sky. From the doorways other similar dressed figures ride down with people of all ages and sizes down to the island.

“What is this place?” I ask. As I stare on with glee in my eyes.

The guy whispers “it’s the place of dreams, Dreomede”.

“Dreomede?” I ask. “Yes, many people call it Dream Land, it was created by me and my family the Dream Gods. We brought you hear to protect you from the shadows of your nightmare”. “Well thank you?” I stop with a question as to ask for his name.

“Oh I’m sorry, I am Onarosh and those beings you see that are bringing people to our island are called Croptes”.

“Croptes?” I asked

“Croptes or the Sand People as humans call them are mystical beings that graced human dreams. Their name means “dream people” and from them comes the knowledge of all dreams made by every living being who sleeps. This knowledge helps people travel around our beautiful world. They are servants to Vena and they are my children. Individually they protect a human or animal and guides them throughout our world”.

I open the book and it revealed that in some parts of the world, the Croptes are represented as spirits in the forms of dolls and that whatever happens to the doll happens to the person the doll was modeled after in real life. I realized that although she was dreaming, all of this was really happening but in another world mirrored to my own. I was becoming more and more alarmed about my state, I issued a request to leave. However, Onarosh states that I cannot leave because I am magical. That I must complete my dream unlike other beings who can leave whenever their mind wishes. In the wakened world, I was screaming outloud. Spirits stood around my room. My mum came rushing through the door to try and wake me. The Book of Sanctuary appeared on my chest with my hands clutching it tightly. The same dark shadows that attacked me in my dream appeared from under my bed and are trying to get the Book of Sanctuary. However, they are being repelled by the book’s protective spell. As they hover over my sleeping body, the spirits continue their attempt. Back in the dream world, Onarosh and I land onto the loading docks of Dreomede and we start walking onto the platform. We are presented by Vena, suddenly upon her appearance, the book flashes its pages and turns to the page displaying her definition. It was as if the book was guiding me as I met new beings and places. However, it started once I got to Dreomede. Which could mean that the book had a connection to this place. As I look at the book, Vena’s passage lit up. The book began to speak to me. It was the first time this has ever happen. Only I could hear it words. Almost as if I was in another dream state. Ironic being that I am in Dreamworld itself. The Book of Sanctuary states Vena is the Goddess of Enchantments and Eternal Love and while asleep, Vena brought people together. Their love would be so beautiful and enchanting that it would bring them immortal love in the real world. To protect people while they are sleeping, Vena would visit each person and cover their eyes with sand. In modern times, Vena was the female form of the Sand Man. To the rich, Vena left enchanting items in their palaces to protect them from demonic creatures that cause nightmares. I walked up to Vena to introduce myself, however, Vena snarled at me and refused. She walks up to Onarosh, grabs him and walks ahead. Vena whispers to Onarosh as I followed.

“What are you thinking bringing her to our land, he is going to be highly upset with you”

As the two looks back Onarosh whispers

“I couldn’t leave her side, they were attacking her” says Onarosh looking passionate toward me.

“What do you mean, why would they attack her?” says an angry looking Vena as she stares at me. So busy looking amongst the pages of the book I was not paying attention to anything they were saying or doing.

“I believe they were after her book” admits Onarosh.

“What does the book have to do with anything” asks Vena

“I believe it’s magical and somehow it knows things about this world and other things around it” with a questioned look on his face Onarosh stops and turns to me.

“Kyra what is this book and why were the shadows after it”

I respond “This book is known as the Book of Sanctuary, it’s powerful and contains various entries and spells toward many magical oriented things. It has been passed down throughout my family”. Why do you ask Onarosh?”

Onarosh says obviously lying “Oh no reason just was curious”.

Our path led us upward to a floating castle decorated with shooting lights. Its grand stature appeared like a large golden glass building. Massive statues laid throughout its lawn with silver trees weeping near the flowing river that surround it. Leading up to the castle was a village which resembled Middle Eastern villages from the mid-1400s. Mysterious beings appears throughout, resembling fairies, elves, casters, and magical beings of all kind. Asking how come I never has never seen this place in my dreams. While we were walking, Onarosh told the story of Dreomede’s creator.

“Most people even magical beings do not remember their visits while here on the island. Onarosh further explains that the world was crafted by his father Ananaka. The creator of Dreomede and that he is worshiped around the world as deity over the other gods that ruled here. With his many faces he is also a great wizard and gave the world their first taste at practical magic. His mum is Bewithia the Goddess of all magic. Pictured fully clothed in all white and orange Ananaka stood high on his giant white elephant. Later after he created the lands of dreams, Ananaka gave food to the sleeping and masked the real world so that those entering could sleep easier without waking. Everywhere he turned, Ananaka spit out food which humans later took back to their waking world, of which came golden fish, rice, pudding, cakes, and fruit cake. Of these the fruit cake and rice was his sacred meals, if those who wished for good dreams wanted to sleep easily. They would present these special meals at their bedsides. Ananaka would then collect them as the person slept.”

My eyes brighten at the thought of meeting the creator of dreamland and how inspiring it would be to meet those responsible for her and everyone’s dreams. Vena angry that Onarosh was providing me with such information. She grabbed Onarosh and the two stepped away. “Wait you can’t just leave me here I need to return home” I screamed as the two walked away down the alleyway. Appearing in a dark room, Vena and Onarosh faces a glowing white figure. Vena approaches him and mentions that they have found a girl from the waken world and she holds a magical book of which the shadows want. The figure explained who I am and what the book is and that the shadows are after my power over the book. The figure continues with the notion to protect me as my power can help rid the dream world of the shadows once and for all. In the village, my curiosity led me wondering throughout the village. Attempting to get a better understanding of what type of place this is. The village appear as a place of beauty with an old world charm to it. Creatures of all sizes along with every being ranging from humans to aliens are seen in peace and gathering with each other. As I enter a marketplace where several human children are being entertained by their imaginary friends. The Imaginary Friends put on a show for them. Forward, I see a hall of doorways with windows to them. Each door depicts another dream taking place in a different variation of dream world.

Meanwhile, back in the waking world. My mum tries to fight off the shadows. Her magic seemed to not work against them. Almost appearing as though the spirits are not really there. The spirits standing around the room just stared at my mum fighting the shadows and speak amongst themselves in worry. My brother and sister came to the door yelling for my mum’s name as she helplessly fought the spirits to no avail.

Back in dream world I continue to encounter many magical beings. Some I have never seen or heard anything about. Others that have been extinct for centuries. I encounter fairies dancing to a folk song and leprechauns singing to similar music. All the while seeing children and adults interact with various other beings including unicorns and centaurs. I remember when I was a kid and wanted to believe that all of these things were real and that I often imagined such interactions would exist. Submitting to her childhood fantasies, I ran off to join the festivities. A Bakeneko jumps out and yells at me who stops in me tracks.

“Who or what are you?” I said.

Staring at the cat who is hovering around me with a weird look upon its face.

“I am Bakeneko, a magical cat of Japanese legend who lives in the dream world. You aren’t normally supposed to be here but yet you are, how interesting.” Laughs the cat as it hovers toward me.

I back up and bumps into an old woman. The woman introduces herself as Arikura no baba, one of three magical sisters who lives in Dreomede watching over the magical beings that lives here. She explains that her cat the Bakeneko finds stray dreamers and appoints them to their respective dream place or one of the doors I saw upon my arrival to the dream world village.

“But Bakeneko is right child, you aren’t supposed to be here are you?” smiles Arikura no baba as she slightly touches me. I back away as she continues.

“You have great power and that’s why they are after you” with large open eyes the woman approaches me and glances at the Book of Sanctuary.

“Is that the sacred and long lost Book of Sanctuary?” ask the woman.

“It hasn’t been lost. My family has had it for centuries. Anyways, how do you know what it is?” I ask.

“I know many things child, but we must take you somewhere, it is much you must know before continuing your journey here” says the woman as she grabs me and then disappears into the midst of the nearby shadows.

Looking from the distance, Vena and Onarosh glances at each other and them to disappear. Reporting back to the glowing figure, the two explains that Arikura has taken me.

“Damn that woman” says the figure as he slams down his staff and his eyes glow from within the shadows.

“Find that caster and take back Kyra from her” says the figure as he magically makes Vena and Onarosh disappear.

Appearing in a pasture of large trees and various mythical animals. Arikura, myself, and Bakeneko walks down a path made up of silver sand to a small cottage wrapped in vines and huge crystals. As I moved closer to the house’s entrances, the crystals glow a bright bluish color and then the door swings open. At the point of entrance, I was magically forced into the house and two woman starts chanting a weird language. I start to glow and the book stops the spell from taking place.

“What just happened?” I asked. I look around the entranceway of the house.

“Come closer” says the voices, as I walk closer to the noise, the cottage inside grows bigger and bigger until I come face to face to a giant size room with a ceiling that appears to reach as high as the trees on the outside of the cottage. The room is decorated with many jewels, old books and medieval furniture. Many things appear to move by themselves and small fairy like creatures flutter around the room doing various tasks such as organizing and pouring tea into three cups. Bakeneko and Arikura walks into the room and suggests that I have a seat at the table with the three cups. Arikura haves a seat and I follow her. Out of smoke and what sounded like gun fire. Two women sat down opposite of Arikura and myself. As we sat with each other they introduced themselves. The first woman was a long haired dark skinned woman who had long white and gray robes and a glowing necklace laced around her neck and parts of her body. She introduced herself as The Bana Woman and in one hand she held a magical stick. When I asked if the stick was magical, she responded that when touching the ground awoke the shadows in which she could command. And in the other hand she held one of her eyes which could see the future and look into people’s souls.

“I am associated with black magic and death and that at one time the ancient race The Iku thought me to be their Goddess of the Underworld” says the woman smiling with a daring grin. Bakeneko whispers that she is more of a haggish old caster whose magic was more ancient than the Iku’s island. And that she normally lives deep in the darkest part of the Black Forest surrounded by giant griffins that protected her and her land.

“I heard that you mangy old cat” says The Bana Woman as she throws a spark toward the cat who then hovers away laughing.

The second woman introduces herself as Touchi, Goddess of Ecstasy and the Blossom Tree. She explained her story and how she was born from the stems of an Oak Tree and shortly after her birth she has since became associated with it. Besides the Oak Tree, the Blossom Tree was too beautiful and very important to the ancient Elitsyian Islands as they grew there and were originally presents from the Japanese. So in their honor the Elitsyian gave many deities along with Touchi Japanese names. Her sisters joked that Touchi was infatuated with several men and bore lots of children. With her magical powers she lifted up her children and planted them into the ground to make the first Blossom Trees. From their roots came magical waters and the deities Nusuwaka and Hoshiume. Arikura laughed and called Touchi a whore and the sister that they tend to love the most because of it. I smiled and was glad that she was able to meet the sisters but at the same time confused on her arrival to their home. Touchi in a sweet and whispering voice said that I was brought to their home because there are many dark figures out there that wishes to have my book because of its magic. I grasped onto the book and listened to each sister as they explained what was happening at this moment in dreamworld.

“You see girl, there are never coincidences in life nor in dreams. You are asleep right now but your soul, mind, heart, and powers are awake here in this very real place called Dreomede.” Says The Bana Woman.

Arikura continues “you were brought here because it’s a time when the dream world needs your help. The shadows that are haunting this world are nightmares from Nigerkarte. A land of perpetual darkness and where all nightmares originate. Here it is ruled by Tonik the King of Nigerikarte, he guides demons or demonic spirits into the waking world to taunt people. These spirits are representation of human nerves and were responsible for headaches and migraines. Tonik is also called God of Nightmares by his subjects and would often play cruel jokes on his twin brother, Myonar and the beings that roam Dreomede. His realm was considered a prison to those who does not know of its true nature. It is made up of mere illusions constructed of mortal thoughts. Tonik was also considered God of Illusions and to the people of the Islands of Elitsyia he was a destructive deity that hated all things and cast onto them haunting images. Until the day they would find out that his tricks could not hurt them, Elitsyians feared the deity and sacrificed their children for their safety”.

“Has anyone outside of this world, knows what goes on here?” I said panicking.

“Most people don’t know of what goes on in Dreomede because the Dream Gods job is to make sure that they don’t remember” says Touchi.

The sisters explain that normally the Dream Gods protect dreams from nightmares but often times the sleeper is so troubled mentally in their waken state that their sleeping one goes to Nigerkarte. There they are tortured until they awake. Very rarely however are they harmed when they awake. But the sisters persist that lately the nightmare king is trying to leak nightmares into the real world and steal the dreams of everyone. If this succeed then the world would turn to darkness. He needs great power to do this and the sisters believe that my book possesses this great power.

“How do he know about the book?” I asked.

Arikura explains that every magical entity can feel the power of magical totems. It is like a second sense, most do not pay it much attention. While others are drawn to it such as the nightmare spirits.

“What do we do to stop them from getting the book and for me to return home” I asked.

Being in dream world, the sisters have concluded that my powers are not as strong as they are in my waking state. So to better protect the book and at any chance of me returning to my world. I must unite myself with others who can assist in this battle. Together the sisters mention warriors of the dream world who not only protect this land but also assists in keeping dreams peaceful ones. I thought of the creatures, Onarosh, and Vena and knew that they must have been speaking of them.

I stood up and begin to walk to the door when the cottage began to shake. The sisters look around and the fairy creatures disappear. Bakeneko smiles and turns to blackish purple smoke and also disappears. I look at the door in front of me as it blew up. I fell to the ground covered in smoke. Vena and Onarosh walks through it. Happy to see them, I stood up and hugged Onarosh much to his surprise. Vena staring at the sisters’ nod slightly to them and the sisters disappears. Vena mentions to me that we must go. As we ran throughout the forest back to the village, everything shook around us. Massive earthquakes were wrecking Dreomede. Trees fell around us blocking our path and swirling purple smoke comes down toward us. Onarosh protects us with a glowing white shield made up of burning light. While Vena pulled out giant blades made up of harden silver sand. I asked what was going on Onarosh and Vena at the same time mention that the nightmare spirits are here and for some reason are more powerful than normal. Remembering the story told by the sisters, I open the book in hope to find an entrance about the nightmare king and his spirits. Although, there was no mention of a vanquishing spell. Vena mentions that there would not be a vanquishing spell because people of my world would not be able to see the nightmare king as he only exists here in this realm.

“Realm?” directing her question to Vena.

“A realm is a place or world that exists outside of your normal place” mentions Onarosh as he begins to sweat under the pressure of the shield.

“He can’t keep up the shield for much longer, what are we going to do Vena?” I asked

“We now fight” says Vena as she grasp onto her blades tighter.

I get into position and holds onto the book with a firmer grip. The smoke then takes various forms of purple suited ninjas with various weapons. Vena tells Kylie that the Nightmare spirits are Mikles, she further explains that these demonic spirits crawl into the bed of children and unblessed adults. While there they appear as deform little children that eat away at the nightmares and grow bigger. After all nightmares are sucked dry, the dreamer goes into a coma. She motions for Kylie to prepare for a fight and warn her not to be touched by their blades as she could go into a coma and may never wake up. Nocnitsa and Pesanta appears in front of the Mikles and laughs.

“You foolish idiots are not going to be able to protect her for too long. That book is going to be ours” says Nocnitsa a nasty nightmare spirit.

Pesanta grunts and appears as a giant bear like cat with a long split tail. Onarosh dissolves the shield and the spirits race to fight us. The battle rages on with Vena and Onarosh fighting as swiftly as ninjas. With me using skills learned from my time spent with my family and our numerous battles prior. From what I read in the book I was able to use my magic while fighting equally alongside Onarosh and Vena. The battle issued into what felt like hours with neither side giving in. As I laid my blow against one of the creatures, a familiar laughter could be heard from the trees. As the laughter proceed, my bones started cringing and my heart felt heavy, the laughter got louder and the shadow figures grew stronger. Vena and Onarosh also grew weaker and their blood began to burn from the inside out as if a curse has been placed upon them. As the trees begun to grow weaker around them so did the air grow thinner. Down on our knees, the Mikles declare victory over us and as they approach me to take the book. A red light covered my body and the power I was feeling. Felt great. I felt this before when I was fighting throughout Norgard and now the feeling is becoming more and more familiar. I look up and my eyes turn a blood red color as I force the Mikles away with shards of harden blood. I came to my feet and the Book of Sanctuary opens up in front of me to reveal a vanquishing spell for the Mikles.

“I cast you creatures of the dark, back to your dark corners. So that you may never bother us again, you shall not harm this land any longer.” I read as the creatures each burn in flames and exploded. The shadow figures disperses and they disappear. The rain stops and the three comes to their feet with the air and nature around them returning to normal. The laughter is heard flowing away from them and I recall “I know I heard that laughter from somewhere before”.

I, Vena, and Onarosh return to the sister’s cottage in the woods to explain what has happened. The sisters then tell them that the gates of Nigerkarte has been open and that the Mikles were only a few of hundreds that has leaked into Dreomede. But they pause and remember that the gates to Nigerkarte can only be open by a powerful amulet which has been seen in one place. Bakeneko appears smiling next to the group and everyone turns to it. It backs up and bumps into a chair. The sisters question its absence and the Book of Sanctuary opens once again to reveal the passage about Bakeneko. From the Book of Sanctuary it reads that the Bakeneko is a cat or yokai in Japanese folklore that has supernatural abilities akin to those of the kitsune or the raccoon dog. The Bakeneko is a shape shifter and often cause catastrophe and pranks wherever it goes. Often to believe to be good willing beings, most Bakeneko take commands from higher powers who provide them with various relics and other objects of which they collect as prized items. As I read out loud, the Bakeneko tries to escape but the sisters cast a spell around the cottage so that it could not leave. It’s then magically pulled back into the room and is omitted from disappearing again. The sisters explain that in order for the gates of Nigerkarte to be open, the Bakeneko must have made a deal with the nightmare king in return for the amulet. Onarosh snatches the amulet from the Bakeneko’s neck and reveals it to be a Doinwae’. Questioning its meaning, even Onarosh explains he knows very little about it. I turn to the book again. A page in the book reveal the Doinwae to be a powerful object that can open doorways to other worlds. Various objects has been crafted and with some turned into living beings, these objects were in the hundreds until their powers were abused and they were destroyed. With a few to remain scattered across the many realms. Ananaka was responsible for the Doinwae of this realm to keep it protected from harm until Tonik the nightmare king stole it and took it back into his realm. Tonik was then banished and never heard of again with the amulet left for protection by one of his pupils. At this moment, it was revealed by the Bakeneko through laughter that it is that very pupil.

“You foolish girl, my master have plans for you. You do not know who you really are but I do. Once they find out, will they protect you for much longer” says the Bakeneko followed with a loud laughter.

“Why are you doing this?” I asked as I grab the Bakeneko by the neck. Trying to escape, the Bakeneko flutters and states that Tonik is looking for a way to get into the real world and that he needs great magic to do so. The same magic found in the Book of Sanctuary. The sisters, myself, Vena, and Onarosh looks around the room at each other and realizes that it was no coincidence that I have been brought into Dreomede.

“We knew that you was awake and not in your natural dream for a reason, Kyra, that’s why our master Ananaka sent both of us me and Vena to you. To protect you” says Onarosh with gleaming eyes. Vena interrupts Onarosh in disgust by pushing the conversation forward with explaining that she has been dragged to Dreomede with the help of outside forces.

“But by who or what” I asked.

“By your ancestors” says Vena as she looks down at the Book of Sanctuary.

“What my ancestors, you mean the Balkurians?”

“Yes child, your ancestors are looking for ways to gather power again so that they can continue their mission to take over all magic and they wish to do this by working with Tonik to start with the dreams of everyone since dreams hold great power.” Says The Bana Woman as she approaches me. She holds her staff into the air and strikes the book which makes a jingle sound. The room turns pitch black and the story of what happened to the Balkurians is revealed.

“The Balkurians were thought to be destroyed when the Lazarons rose from their ashes but a few remained and separated across the globe. But members of the High Council came together to track them down. Out of fear, the Balkurians retreated into Nigerkarte where they stayed ever since. Whispers throughout Dreomede is that they has since been working on a way to increase their powers and return to dominance. When they found out that the Book of Sanctuary was formed once again. They used their collective magic and raced to your world. Here they found you, tried to pull you into the afterlife but you fought back. They retreated only to return again when your guard was down and pulled you here to Dreomede”.

“So the spirits that I attacked my family, the dark figures, including the Bringers of Norgard. All were my ancestors and their minions?” I asked as I turned to the room.

“Yes and they will continue to threaten you until they are vanquish” implies Touchi.

“Yes there are many things about you that you have yet to learn about yourself. Only you can find those answers however. But your journey will lead you to them. With everything that has happened in your life, the fighting, the creatures you encountered, your lost of family members, and now being pulled here to this world. Has all been tests by your ancestors to see how strong their bloodline has gotten over the millennia. In hopes that when they return their magic will return to them. However, only if the book becomes theirs again.” Says The Bana Woman.

“Wait you mean the book once was theirs?” I asked.

“Yes they created it. Nevertheless, when they became too powerful, the first angels known as the High Council found a way to separate the book and its evil magic apart. This created the Book of Darkness and the Book of Sanctuary. The book of Darkness became the Grimoire of many evil covens throughout the ages. While the Book of Sanctuary became a staple for all future Book of Shadows in coming covens. Says the sisters

“You are strong it’s no wonder you have been on this self-journey and has since found so many things along the way. It has all been leading up to this moment. You are the only one that can stop all of this and return order back to where it belongs”.

Each sister look at each other with Vena and Onarosh glancing at one another. I looked around the room, turned around, and read the vanquishing spell to Bakeneko. The same spell that I read to the Mikles. “I cast you creatures of the dark, back to your dark corners. So that you may never bother us again, you shall not harm this land any longer.” And as my words left my lips. The Bakeneko was vanquished. I returned my attention to the room again and mentions to everyone that I am ready to end this. Eager to stop the Balkurians and Tonik from entering the waken world. I, the sisters, Vena, and Onarosh constructs a plan to seal off the gates to Nigerkarte and banish all of its residents back into its lands. We continue to construct details throughout the remainder of the night.

In the waken world, now daytime and approaching the afternoon, my mum continues to fight off the spirits. An endless battle that my siblings have since joined in. The spirits stood frozen in their tracks. One by one they approached my body. My mum warned them to stay away however her words were absent on their ears. She grabbed my siblings and moved backwards. The spirits held out their hands and a bright light hit the shadows. As the shadows bounced off the walls in fear. The spirits took the shadows into the dark corners of the room. My mum went to my bedside with my brother and sister and the three watched out for the spirit’s return. With his abilities, my mum asked Kyle to see what was happening to me. He placed his hand on my head and his other hand connected with my mum and sister’s. He at this point was able to see what has happen to me and tells our mum and sister that I is stuck in a place called Dreomede. From this, my mum knew where her daughter was and knew that no one is supposed to remain in the dream lands for too long or their spirit becomes attached to it. As she tries to take the Book of Sanctuary from my sleeping arms, the book electrocutes her. She orders Diana to use her ability to pry the book from my arms, however her magic is revoked upon doing so. Kyle states that he thinks the book and my spirit is attached and that is why it cannot be removed unless I wake up.

Following the theory that people can partially pick up sounds and understand things while asleep. My mum instructs Kyle and Diana to assist in awakening me before my soul becomes attached to the dream world permanently. Back in the dream world, the group puts their plan in motion and heads out to the edge of Dreomede to the Ogede. Here the sisters explain to me that the Ogede is the river that flows gently into Dreomede and separates it from life, death and on its boundary lies Nigerikarte. Arikura also explains that Ogede is represented by the spirit that disguises itself as a beautiful swan with magical powers that could heal those that are harm in their sleep. Onarosh further explains that Ogede was once the product of Ananaka. The group searches for the swan until they are stopped by several Mikles. The group fights the Mikles and as the battle ensures, several shadows flow from the skies onto the ground turning the ground into a blackened smoke. The smoke covers everyone and turns into people who carries similar symbols found on the Book of Sanctuary. The people have long trench coats and different weapons that they use to stop the group in their fight. A tall dark haired guy steps forward and introduces himself as John Balkurian. He greets me as he smiles and glances down at the book and back at me.

In John’s words “I believe you have something that once belonged to my family and I want it back”

I respond and says “It no longer belongs to evil hands, but now in the hands of the Lazarons”

Furious, John steps forward and throws a crackling thunderbolt at me wishing to kill me, but by surprise I hold the book up to shield myself and the thunderbolt is remised. John continuously throws the thunderbolts toward me as I continuously protects myself using the book as a shield. I then begin to use my own powers but suddenly I do not have the strength. John laughs and says “Stupid, stupid little girl, your soul is becoming attached to this world now because you have been here too long. You are losing your powers and soon the book will float right into my hands”. As John laughs, his fellow minions begin chanting a spell which causes me to levitate into the air. Arikura yells for me to resists it as they are trying to bind me to this world which would cause me to lose my memories and powers. In the real world, my mum, Diana, and Kyle work together to bring their own back to the real world by forming an awakening spell. The spell consists of ingredients found in the basement including crystals for absorbing the dream world’s essence.

A confused Diana asks “Mum how do you know how to do this?

“Well when I was your age, my mum taught me several key spells that she believed would help me one day. She never mentioned how she came about knowing this. But I believed her to be psychic. I grew up in a dark time when demons were constantly after our source of power. It was not until your grandparents came together and banished the demons away. That this household would be placed at rest but not without a price. To keep this house protected, your grandmum like your father lost their lives protecting this house and our family. As long as I live, I will do the same for my family and continue in their legacy.” Reminisces my mum with teary eyes as she continues to prep for the spell.

“Mum I feel like Kyra is losing her hold over reality” a frighten Kyle utters as he touches my hand.

“Kyle stay with her, what do you see? Asks my mum as she looks on.

“I see a dark figured man holding Kyra in the air with people around her on the ground saying some weird language”

“Someone must be trying to bind her to the dream world, that’s why she isn’t waking up” insists my mum. Hurrying to place the ingredients in place, my mum places Kyle and Diana in a circle to perform the awakening spell. In dream world, I am suffering from the spell and as the spell grows stronger, a gush of white smoke hit the ground and throws back the Mikles and the John Balkurian. It rescues the group and takes us further up the river Ogede as the Balkurians and the Mikles follow. As the group and the white smoke settles, it is shown that the white smoke is Ananaka.

“We have to hurry everyone” Ananaka says in a calm but urgent voice. He introduces himself to me and says that he knew my father and that the two fought together in a similar war for the Book of Light when my father was also trapped in dream world. He later states that my father was a relentless mortal with a way with magical artifacts. He used them to ward off evil to protect my siblings, my mum, and I when we were younger. These objects he found on his journey throughout the world. As time progress my father became somewhat intrigued with magic and although unable to perform magic. He knew that these special objects could. One of those objects was a medallion which he wore around his neck and gave to Ananaka before his death. Ananaka then presents the medallion to me and I places it around my neck with eyes full of tears as I listened to the dream god speak.

“You was always destined to fight in this battle and you are destined to go through the pain along with the victory. But don’t give up young caster, we will bring an end to this war once and for all”. As Ananaka looks down at me, he pushes me to the ground to shield me from oncoming attacks by the Mikles and the Balkurians. As the group fights without me, I remember what the dream god said and touches the medallion. Knowing that I now, more than ever have to bring an end to this war and defeat my ancestors before anyone else I love dies at their hands. But before I could come to my feet I disappears in the midst of white light. Appearing back in the real world surrounded by my family. I tell them what is going on in the dream world and that I must return or the darkness will follow me here to the real world. My mum and my siblings denied sending me back. But I urge them to send me back as our ancestors are growing closer to be resurrected into the real world and that she is the only one who can stop them. I pleaded with my mum to answer what happened to my father and why she does not speak about his death. My mum replied that it was so horrible and that she was trying to protect us from the same thing that happened to our father.

“Mum I must know if I have any hope to stop this from happening again. Back in dream world, I have several people risking their lives for us, for this whole world. I cannot let them do this by themselves” I insist as I grabs my mum’s arm.

With eyes full of tears and a passionate hug. My mum sits Kyle and Diana down on my bed and says that our father died fighting our ancestors. She starts by telling them about our father’s past.

“He was a mortal who I gave immortality to. This immortality caused your father to constantly travel the world. For the next two hundred years collecting objects to protect our family from the dark forces that wanted our killed. He himself came from a family who was slain by the Balkurians. He originally took revenge on the Balkurian line by marrying into their descendants in hopes to take control over the Kenoxes. Something he believed he could do by getting secrets from me. But we fell in love and it became a distant memory of his. As you were born Kyra, Demetri knew that he had to protect you so he cast a spell using an object he found near now current Dubai. It was used to drag the escape members of the Balkurian line into Nigerkarte. He went after them giving me one last kiss in the process and telling me to always be strong. I knew from that moment that I would never see him again. As he slept his body started to bruise from the inside and as the lights flickered I knew that he was fighting the Balkurians in dream land. I just could not see what was happening and I did not know what was happening until that night.” My mum pauses as she clutches her chest and continues on telling her story as her children looks on in remorse.

“Demetri appeared to me in a dream and told me that he died after banishing the Balkurians back into Nigerkarte. He gave his protective medallion to the dream god Ananaka and told the god to present it to me when I arrive in dream world. I cried and held him until I woke.”

I then look up and hugs my mum with both Diana and Kyle crying in the background. The family hugs and then I lay back down and proceeds with my wish to return to finish what has started. With hesitation, my mum knew that she could not stop me from doing this and that it must happen one way or another. So she along with my siblings created another circle and this time they did the spell backwards to reverse the action. As the spell was enforce, I was whisked back into Dreomede where the battle is coming to a close with the Balkurians appearing as the victors.

“I shall reign as king of this world and of the next. No one will have the power to stop me.” Says Tonik as he stands tall over the dream gods and the sisters.

“But you forgot one person that can stop you” everyone turns over and looks at me glowing with marine blue light.

“Me” I said as I unleashes a wave of psychic energy toward my enemies blowing them all into the Ogede. The spirit of the river comes out and drags them to Nigerkarte. But in its tracks, I screams STOP. Everyone pauses and the spirit backs down.

“I shall end this for good, Nigerkarte shall not be your resting place, but shall that be in Hell”. I closes my eyes and the Book of Sanctuary, my father’s medallion, and the Doinwe’ all glow casting a triangle around Tonik, the Mikles, and the Balkurians. The items then merge to form a seal on the cover of the book and the book’s pages open briskly with heavy winds emerging.

“I vanquish all evil from this place, to Hell shall you now rest, as I now punish you disgrace” as I finished my spell, the remaining members of the Balkurian family and the Mikles turn to flames and as they cried, I also cried as the battle was finally over. The Balkurians and the Mikles explode and they are gone. Tonik is weakened but because of his deity status, he is immortal. But the Book of Sanctuary, opens to a Binding Spell page and I read it out loud. “I bind your powers here and now, so that you can cause no more harm”. Tonik glowed a bright red and he passes out, the group turns to Kylie cheering for her. Ogede drags Tonik back into Nigerkarte where it throws him far into the darkness.

Back at the castle, I bid farewell to the sisters as they disappear and return to their cottage.

“You did well today, I know Demetri would be proud of his only daughter” says Ananaka as he touches my shoulders with joy.

“It was always your destiny to be here and now you have fulfilled that destiny. You did a good job” says Onarosh as he hugs me. I then pull him closer and kisses him much to his surprise. Onarosh blushes and waves goodbye as he fades into white light.

“I didn’t like you at first as I didn’t believe that you could be the one to stop all of this. But I see now that you are more powerful than what appears on the surface” says a sarcastic Vena as she shakes my hand. Vena then disappears in a gray light.

I turn to Ananaka and as I hand him the medallion given to him by her father, the deity states that it was never his but that it belongs to my family. I hug Ananaka and disappears in white light. The next morning I sit up in my bed looking out the window. Her mum walks in with her siblings and the four reminisces about her father and how it was like in Dreomede.