Dreams do come true, especially if you remember them.
And I remember them, as clearly and as vividly as the burning passion from the night before. As matter of fact, from many nights before, and likely many nights after, hopefully.
In this moment, it is no longer a dream, and I am no longer asleep.
I slowly open my eyes and greet the beautiful dawn of a new day. Sunshine emerges from the edge of the world, slowing making it ways into the cloudless heaven above.
Golden light wraps and streams around the unyielding form of a man as he stands unmoving, bathing within the blinding luminescence while staring into the distance.
He always does, every morning of every day, even if I am not with him.
The warm light also streaks through the flustering purple drapes, which are framed so majestically on each side of the massive glass doors, leading into the vast balcony, towering over the world.
Phew. It is longer than normally, but I have so much to talk about the future. Anyway, return to Max's Point of View next.
The next chapter will conclude this mini-arc, since it already serve a purpose to why Max can't just dump all the cool stuffs onto the world. Huh.
Also mention of Primordial Sins in this chapter :)
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