Posts from Dreams. Auto-translated

I can also vividly imagine this scene, so it's possible that it's a popular trope in culture. Or perhaps the upper levels of the Abyss in Made in Abyss are similar to what you described.

I dreamt of ashigaru swarming with fury, like in a Total War game. I was supposed to be at work at the factory by half-past six, but as soon as I left the house, I found squads of cursed ashigaru blocking my way. I decided I still had time, so I went back home to sleep. It was just a dream. In reality, I woke up at five, feeling sleepy, and thought, "Well, I still have time, I'll try to beat the game a couple more times, and if the ashigaru don't disappear, then it's not meant to be today..." I fell asleep again, and again I dreamt that there were ashigaru on the road. I woke up normally at half-past five, glad that ashigaru haven't existed for a long time, and that I would be on time for my shift.

Good thing it wasn't a teppo...

By the way, I had a dream about ending up in an alternate world where everyone is lazy and unkempt. They don't get haircuts, they don't wash, and they've never heard of music, as they are unfamiliar with anything beautiful and harmonious.

Did you come from the CIS?

I stopped by Yaroslavsky Station on business.

I dreamt that my girlfriend and I kidnapped the patriarch – we put him in a box that looked like the casing of a subway turnstile and wheeled him away like a suitcase with wheels. We had two of these turnstiles – one was mine, one was hers, and it was unclear which one he was in. We wheeled him away in different directions, quite far apart, but then I returned to the original vestibule, thinking that I needed to put the turnstile back in its place. As I was leaving, I realized that the patriarch was actually inside my turnstile, and my girlfriend’s was empty, meaning that all the criminal responsibility for this should fall on her, not me. As a result, I spent the rest of the dream trying to figure out an escape strategy, if you know what I mean, so that I wouldn’t have to answer to the law. The main component of this strategy turned out to be the roof of a high-rise building, but I didn’t manage to execute the strategy, as I woke up before that. However, during the process of searching for this roof, I also managed to visit several brothels – it was their inhabitants who guided me along this final path.

So, I wake up early in the morning and look out the window – everything is covered in snow, the thermometer reads -60 degrees Celsius, and I’m happy that I don’t have to go to school… But, no, I still have to go. I arrive, skip classes as usual, and then the shop teacher catches me. He gives me money and asks me to buy him a figure of this character. I have no idea why I remembered her, but my brain definitely mixed up the name and somehow called her “Chihiro Thio.” Where did that name come from? It’s a mystery. Anyway, I go and buy the figure (which, for some reason, was being sold in the lobby of the same school, and why couldn’t he buy it himself then? Was he embarrassed or something?). Then I walk and meet some classmates. We start talking about this and that, and then I go home. I realize that something is wrong, I touch my backpack with my fingers, and I feel the figure’s packaging. Suddenly, I feel awkward and uncomfortable. On one hand, I accidentally took the figure that I bought with the shop teacher’s money, and on the other hand, I now have to go back to school in -60 degree weather.

I had a dream that, with the players' consent, Revan wrote an ending in which all the human player characters moved (or returned, it was written that way) to our world, while all the non-human characters remained to suffer in the cursed world that they themselves had created.

It turned out that humanity had another planet, and an alien invasion was approaching it. I came to this planet, partly for fun and partly for extra benefits on Earth, and volunteered to join the defense forces. However, I didn't want to fight or train, so during drills, I avoided them by flying back to Earth, and on the days when I had to go to the factory, I teleported to the planet.

Then, the aliens finally invaded. The people hid in a bunker, but a small group of human traitors opened the entrance to the bunker and disabled all the defense systems. We couldn't kill them because they wore armor that was impervious to human weapons, and they targeted all of us. But I happened to have a weapon that could penetrate their armor, and I shot them all down.

In the end, the aliens went all-in and forced us into a final battle, during which they destroyed almost all of humanity. However, the last, most powerful wave of their units clashed with our remaining defenders. Due to poor positioning, the alien troops resembled huge boars, blindly charging uphill in a horde, trying to bulldoze everything with their snouts, while we bombarded them with explosives. In the end, only about five to ten people remained on the entire planet, and the rest of the surface was littered with corpses from both sides.

I keep having dreams, sometimes action-packed, sometimes just random stuff, like joining some young gang that decided to steal from a shopping mall. Today, I dreamt that I was accompanying a group of kindergarteners through a winter forest, at night. We were also with some teachers or something like that, and there were always these wolf-like creatures circling around us. At some point, they all disappeared, leaving only one woman who was guiding us forward, towards a gate that I had to lead the group through (she didn't go any further herself), and one wolf-like creature that was running ahead and looking at us unpleasantly. We reached this fence, which looked more like a cemetery fence, and it was almost completely covered in snow, although the gate was still visible, maybe it was just higher, but it was the same style and black in color. Something like that used to stand near schools. So, this wolf-like creature was hanging around the gate and didn't seem aggressive, but it also wouldn't let us pass, and I didn't know what it was thinking. Then I remembered that I had an "inventory" with various items that I had collected somewhere before. I was a little reluctant to use them, but I was too lazy to figure out another solution, so I took the easy way out. I took one of the two sonic grenades and threw it at the wolf-like creature. It made a "whoosh" sound and turned into the ghost of a nasty-looking man, laughed, and ran away from the sound of the grenade. Maybe other ghosts appeared nearby, but I don't remember that for sure. In the end, I went through the gate, and then the dream changed, and I was just telling about this case... It was quite atmospheric and visually interesting. You could make a movie or write a book about it

Yesterday, I dreamt that I was traveling by express train to a British school for my studies, with only a single suitcase. I wonder what that could mean? Today, nothing.

I dreamt that Revan created an experience centered around the town where our characters arrive and must find work, but this experience was also story-driven. The work itself was partly determined by choosing one of several cards (similar to fate cards), each with its own advantages and disadvantages. There was even a mechanic involving the corruption of the characters' personalities, which could be acquired, for example, through working in a mine extracting a local, super-powerful magical resource (a side effect of being near it) or by working as a personal mage for a wealthy individual, which my character ended up doing. I remember there was a nobleman in the town who was also a dentist, and his personality was similar to that of Count Mirko. There was also a kind-hearted priest who looked like a mustached, balding man in his forties. Lok played a character similar to Sheru in personality; I don't remember if it was a person or a robot/cyborg, but ultimately, he was captured by a manager, I don't even remember what, probably some abandoned factory, an AI, and uploaded himself into Lok's character's body. He then reunited with us and started giving the group in-game bonuses that were significantly better than the bonuses from a normal Lok character. Aretz, if I remember correctly, was even happy with this outcome.

to a British school

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Again, I had a lot of dreams, and I remembered one moment well. It started, I think, with some kind of competition with relatives or something like that, as if each person drew a skill or a character with a skill, after which we possibly jumped with a parachute (not sure), like in battle royales, but without combat, and then each separately made their way to the required destination. The point was to be the first to do it in order to win. That was the whole point. Dunno why the skills were needed. I remember green meadows and something like a farm with apple trees behind a fence (like in my old drawing based on HeroesWorld, which I found the other day). I also remembered that I was some kind of slightly plump male elf (I specifically remember my portrait, as if from some game), maybe a druid of sorts, and I had some crappy skill, so I wasn't particularly enthusiastic and wanted to finish quickly. In the end, someone there won, and then we were walking in the evening/night along our old street where we used to live, and since we had become ourselves (got rid of the characters), I suddenly got my own skill back instead of the game one. And that's when I had associations with Pokémon or something similar. I released a butterfly or something like it from my hand, with a thin string stretching from it to my hand (I don't know how it was connected, maybe like Scorpion from MK haha). It flew upward, and I followed it. But I had the ability to control it; I just had to keep my arm outstretched and point the direction, so essentially I was flying myself, without much trouble (especially considering all my past flights in dreams). Anyway, I circled above the street, mostly looking around and down, not flying far, because my family was already by the next entrance, and I wanted to go in with them, since the entrance at nighttime always caused unpleasant emotions, and going into it alone... (really, those old buildings, dim light bulbs, and sometimes there was none on the first floor, and there was such darkness that you couldn't make out a person who might be standing there. And if you suddenly bumped into them, rest in peace. Good if they were smoking and a tiny light was visible in the dark, though that didn't help much. That place where you run from monsters chasing you. Often in dreams, I encountered danger specifically in the entranceway (my subconscious, apparently). And if I recall some real-life incidents, it's no wonder, especially at that time.) So, in the end, I enjoyed flying, and apparently that's why the walk stretched out a bit, as did the flight. I don't remember how it ended, but it was great. Darkness all around, you only see the sidewalk, the streetlights illuminating it, and the houses standing in semi-darkness. Too bad I never looked up at the stars; maybe I was afraid of losing sight of my relatives

Okay, if he smokes and a light is visible in the darkness, although it doesn't make things much easier.

Is it because your butterfly stops obeying and flies towards the light?