A Dream Beyond Realms

A dream that opened my mind to another world — or should I say, another realm.
Floating rocks, drifting islands, and humans soaring through the air — thrilling, isn’t it?
The sky was dark, yet heavy with emotion.
Mysterious shapes floated around me, as if declaring that I belonged among them.

I awoke within a grand castle, where they hailed me as the King of the Seventh Gate of the Under Realm.

Bat-like wings, impish tails, and gorgon hands — that was my form.
Crimson wings and dark magic were my greatest powers.
From my throne, I gazed upon a thunder-wreathed mountain that loomed before my castle.
Beside me stood a scholarly, angel-winged guardian — serving me in disguise.

Below the floating isles, I saw humans tending to animals, feeding them with care.
Others planted trees and gathered fruit for their meals.
When they saw me, they cried out, “All hail the Demon King, the Great One!”

I returned to my chamber and saw my reflection —
a reminder that I am what they call the Good Demon.