"Dreamworld: Never cross that line" by Terhi Lehkonen

 I'm never crossing that line // Leaving this world behind // I will stay on my own // On this blood-stained throne

Pain of Salvation, Iter Impius 4:05-4:20. I kept listening to that all through this. Yes, I looped 15 seconds over and over for hours. Actually, I'm still looping it.

If you want proof why this is sci-fi / fantasy / something in between, keep reading. Otherwise, please skip.

OK, so. I have to explain some terms. Dreamworld is a fantasy world I made up that echoes one's thoughts and beliefs and sometimes abides to them. So your reality in the Dreamworld at least partially depends on your self-image and mood. The Dreamworld also isn't bound to reality in any way and you can't be sure about anything but I won't get into that right now. The Dreamworld is made of infinite units called dreams. Dreamwalking means traveling from one dream to another and is mostly a controlled method of altering reality. Now, the protagonist and antihero of the actual story is, oo-lala, dreamwalking here. He is distorting his reality which can be seen from the change of colors towards where he is walking. No, it's not a natural sunset. It's not a sunset at all. I don't know what it is. Last-ly, his pale face is actually an artistic glitch of mine, but I can drag it into the story and say he's made an invisible light bulb hover slightly above his face or something.

In case you notice the barely visible photo, yes, I took it myself.