《Invisible Threads ~ Dream SMP x Reader ~ Book II》Part 45
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Holy shit.
For a second, everything was in slow motion as I launched myself at the god behind Dream.
I was still inside my mortal body, but nothing felt human anymore with the brief flash of pain.
My senses heightened, even more, pulling my nose towards the smell of the ocean all the way back at the shore and my ears towards the sound of lava crackling in caves below the mountain.
Everything became richer, the colors enhancing and their features defining. It was almost like I could taste the colors of the sky in my mouth they were so sharp.
But that was just the visual shift.
Pure power ran through my veins where blood was supposed to, my muscles no longer sore and tired. And my magic felt like it was a real person living inside myself, snarling and snapping to be free.
Holy shit, that voice, my magic's voice, muttered once more in my head. It no longer sounded muffled, instead, it now sounded like a person whispering right into my ear.
My body felt different, physically and mentally. I was no longer a demi-god hidden in her body, no, I had let the goddess out of her cage.
My body was now the definition of magic, and it had taken every single effort to unlock the cage.
Heat warmed above my brow, the crown of lightning, fire, and light settling on my forehead. I knew by the way sparks fell in front of my eyes that it was there, burning brightly and a symbol of my godliness.
Underneath the new power and divinity, I could feel my magic pushing at its threads to make sure it wouldn't backfire on me. It knew going from a human to a goddess was a risk.
I focused my eyes on DreamXD, fully jumping over Dream to tackle him. My knee skimmed Dream's hooded head before I collided with the god behind him.
DreamXD hadn't been expecting this, not even reacting for a second when he was shoved to the ground. His pure white mask just stared at me, wonder and shock behind it.
He wasn't a higher being anymore, he didn't have the upper hand in immortality and godly power.
No, he was an equal now. The balance was even, immortality and power running through my own veins.
The world snapped back into motion, sending my head reeling slightly with the intense brightness and saturation of everything.
How the hell did gods and goddesses handle looking at everything all the time when it was this intense?
DreamXD broke out of his surprise, quickly flapping his large obsidian wings to get back into a standing position from where I had shoved him to the ground. He brought his hands up in a swiping motion and an ax made of the void appeared.
"Impossible," He spat at me as we began to circle each other. "Your magic shouldn't be able to handle that. You haven't had proper training by a god!"
I pulled the copper dagger from its hold on my belt, keeping my bare skin away from the raw metal. Even in goddess form, copper would buffer and hide my magic away from my hold.
I smirked at him, power thrumming through me. "Who says I didn't receive training?"
Realization flooded through him. His voice was deeper and darker, "Foolish."
My smirk only broadened and I raised my dagger slightly. "Well c'mon, God of Chaos, show me what you've got."
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He snarled an unnatural and chilling sound. Before, I had seen DreamXD as the image of proper and put-together, unbreakable.
Now, his facade was falling apart, his mask slipping away. Red was oozing from the letters on his mask, dripping onto the golden rings that floated around his head.
When he didn't make a move, I quickly sliced through my belt, making it drop to the ground. The glass pots broke and the potions spilled out in almost-blinding colors.
I wouldn't need them anyway, they would only weigh me down.
Then, quicker than I had ever moved, I darted for the obsidian wings that were spread wide on DreamXD's back.
He noticed, side-stepping me at the last second while bringing his ax up. The ax sliced towards me, and I ducked a blow that would've killed me in a human body.
But I was no longer human or in a body that was slow. I could move quicker than before, my muscles and limbs strong with raw magic that could only be possessed with divinity.
I didn't slow when he swung again, instead, bouncing off the ground in a dive for his wings once again.
This time, he was too slow. Blade met feathers, copper digging into strange crystals of wings. It dug deep, severing the muscle for that wing to be used.
DreamXD screamed, throwing himself away from me and the blade in his wing. His ax clattered away, disappearing back into its invisible form.
I stood over him, my voice chilling, "A demon can't fly without his wings."
When the blade was pulled out of his wing, it wasn't red blood that dripped off the copper. It was neon green, of course.
I hummed, standing casually as DreamXD withered in front of me, trying to flap his useless wing. "Of course your blood is neon green. I shouldn't be surprised."
The sound of my voice made something break in the god. He stopped trying to heal his wing, now that it was permanently damaged, and turned on me with his hands raised.
"It's time for you to die, Goddess of Magic and Power. You don't stand a chance against me," He yelled, his carefully crafted illusion melting away.
I flicked the copper dagger, sending green drops flying to the ground. I bent my knees once more, and said, "That's where you're wrong. It's time for you to give up your power and release the darkness from this world."
He growled then lunged for me with his milk-white hands outstretched. His wings hung limp at his back, no longer lifting him off the ground.
As he moved, darkness shot from his hands in long spears aimed for my heart.
I shot my hand up, unfurling navy and purple fire in a wall before myself. It came the second I thought of it, ten times stronger and hotter than when I was in a human body.
The darkness dissolved the second it came close to the fire. DreamXD didn't stop though, diving through the fire with a scream of pain and pure fury.
His hands collided with my shoulders, sending the two of us to the ground. The god's cape was on fire, but he didn't seem to care as he tumbled away from me.
My copper dagger flew away from me, landing somewhere where I couldn't see.
I rolled, faintly hearing Tommy and Tubbo yelling at me to get up. Dirt and rocks caught onto my armor, but as I quickly stood, I lifted my hands, bringing them off of me and flying towards DreamXD with wind.
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The god stood, swiping the rocks out of the air with a shadow. Neon green was splattered all over himself, as well as me, pouring out of his wing. The fire fizzled out on his cape with his tumble.
He lifted his hands once more, invisible threads turning red as they shot from his fingers.
I wrapped fire around myself in a shield, but the strings just shot past me.
A second later, there were quick footsteps and I snapped my head around to see Dream right behind me and his arms being pulled back by the strings to lift his ax towards me.
I screamed, throwing myself to the ground as the ax swung and struck the air where my head was a second before.
My leg shot out, catching Dream in his knees. He stumbled and the red strings tugged to keep him upright but failed, letting him drop to the ground next to me.
DreamXD growled, pulling the strings taut once more.
Dream was practically dragged into a standing position, his ax no longer near us. It had clattered away towards where the two teens stood, watching with fear-stricken eyes.
"" DreamXD shrieked, his composure totally disappearing.
I quickly stood, backtracking when Dream lunged for me with his fist raised.
Anger broke free of its carefully trained leash inside of me, setting an animal free from deep inside my magic's wells.
Blood became lava inside of me, my bones melting with the flood of power. Thorns grew near my feet and the wind picked up from its dead breeze.
I could feel the very core of the earth pulsing through me, light cascading around me like a halo.
The threads of magic inside of me wobbled with the sudden burst, almost breaking. If they did break, I would get destroyed from my magic.
But the fury held the magic strong.
Light itself seemed to be pulled from the sun, shooting down into my hand in the shape of a sword. It glimmered and almost blinded me, but I held the mighty weapon tightly and spun around Dream.
The strings between DreamXD and Dream were pulled as tight as a tightrope. Dream was facing away and he turned suddenly when he realized where I was aiming.
Before anyone could even blink, I brought the golden sword of light down on the strings, breaking them in half.
"" The god shouted, his hands outstretched in hopes of stopping me.
But it was done, the strings breaking with a loud crack and fluttered down to the ground.
The strings connected to Dream's arms lost their color and completely disappeared.
The connection was severed.
Dream collapsed to the ground, his body going limp. I quickly let the light sword disappear back into the rays, and the elements returned to normal as the magic steadied out and the animal calmed.
DreamXD was screaming, trying to summon the red threads, but I ignored him and ran to Dream's passed-out form.
I leaned over his face, and called in a desperate voice, "Dream, open your eyes. Open your damn eyes!"
When he didn't open his eyes, I summoned water in my hand in the shape of a sphere and let it drop onto his face.
Instantly, his body squirmed and he coughed the water out of his mouth. Some color crept up onto his barely visible cheek in shades of pink.
Then, making my heart jump, his only visible eye opened.
His eye was as bright and shining like green emeralds, no trace of black to tarnish them.
I sucked in my breath, my lips quickly pulling into a broad smile. Flowers, daisies and loutses, quite literally bloomed all around us from my magic's excitement and my jump in emotions.
"Y/n?" Dream asked, his voice rough and groggy, but it was his own. There was no echo or godly power to it.
Adrenaline and euphoria rose in me, blooming at the sound of his normal voice.
I scooped him into a hug, the world around us melting away. Tears began flowing from my eyes and his, and I laughed when I couldn't contain the emotion.
Dream froze in my arms, his face pressed against my shoulder. His hood fell back, revealing his dirty blonde hair.
He muttered in disbelief, "Oh my god, oh my god."
Then he embraced me, wrapping his arms tightly around my shoulders. His body shook with a sob, and I couldn't care less that he was squeezing me so tight that I could barely breathe.
"Holy shit, y-you're real," He said into my shoulder, making me laugh. "I-I'm free."
I opened my mouth to respond, but I instinctively turned when my magic felt a shift behind us.
DreamXD was approaching, darkness simmering around his raised head. There was a fury pouring out of him that I had never felt so strongly like it was burning his heart.
"" He screamed, red threads trailing on the ground helplessly from his lowered fingers.
I stood, untangling myself from Dream so I could stand protectively in front of him. There was no way he could be strong enough to fight back, not after just coming back into his own body.
"It's not very nice to call other people bitches, Dreamon," I said with confidence.
He growled, anger seething out of him like it was being squeezed from his cold heart. It set my magic back into a frenzy, wrapping a barely visible light shield around Dream's form on the ground.
"Your reign has ended, DreamXD," I said, raising my hands with balls of navy fire in them. "Time to go back to whatever hellhole you came from."
The god didn't seem to like that, his mask head ticking to the side for a second. Shadow furls began to build in his clenched hands, almost surrounding his fist.
I noticed and my lingering human instincts combined with my godly ones, sending my feet running without thinking.
Something twitched at my back, giving me an idea as I ran at the god.
There was a pause in the shadow's construction, flickering away for a second to leave his pure white hands behind, reminding me of the moonlit quartz that night at Bad's mansion.
DreamXD's broken wings couldn't save him as I sprang and shoved my hands into his shoulders, making both of us tumble over the side of the mountain and into freefall.
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THIS CHAPTER IS BY FAR MY FAVORITE ONE I HAVE EVER WRITTEN
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