A lone candle in the night, a drop of purity within corruption, neither good or evil can survive without the other, nor can one be purely devoted to one trait without a trace of the other lurking in its depths. Hollow is no exception it is filled with despair and malice, but despite this fact there is one who is a beacon of light to the masses, the purity to the corruption, the flame in the night, the sweet dream to the sour nightmare they all seem to live in.
This beacon was in the form of an optimistic young scientist whose dream was to create dreams for everyone on Earth. He hoped that some day if he gave birth to enough dreams to the residence of earth they would have life brought to them just like the nightmares that roamed Hollow. Anodyne watched from above curious to see the young scientists plan unfold before him, wondering how long it would take to break his spirit.
Unknown to Anodyne but this particular individual was hell bent on bettering his world, somehow he managed to grow up with a positive view to the horrible world around him. Knowing that his field of science was frowned upon he took all he owned and moved to a small island off of the main content of Nyil-Vispyr, the island was the largest of a small unnamed archipelago not too far from shore. It was to be here that he set up his labs from funding he received for a nightmare manipulation paper he submitted to the floating isles.
Nearly a full year of construction was needed in order to clear the landscape of nightmares, level the ground, and actual build the structure. His lab was only small with no equipment, he had to be careful no one knew what he was doing, so he ordered the parts for his equipment from multiple different companies to avoid anyone piecing together what his true intentions were. It was a further six months before his lab was fully operational ready for him to start production.
His island was littered with hills, so he made his lab domed in order to blend in with his surrounds, as a final touch he laid a layer of grass over the whole building to ensure it blended as much as possible; despite the multiple vents and chimneys poking out of it. He knew if he blended into the environment the nightmares that returned after the construction was completed would be more inclined to leave him alone. He could still hear them as they lumbered past his cleverly disguised laboratory, each time they drew close he would slow his work to a stand still to ensure he didn’t draw attention of the monstrosities outside his walls.
With all the stopping and starting from him trying to avoid being noticed by nightmares it was a full week before he sparked up the machinery to start the dreamification process. It is relatively simple process, a portal was opened above his lab using high intensity trans dimensional beams powered by relics from Earth, these beams were targeted at a large platinum ring above the lab igniting the necessary chain reaction to open a portal. The next step was to prime the dream machines, in order to do this they needed to have source of fuel to convert into the much desired dreams, the dream maker harvested imprinted memories from Earth relics then condensed them into a liquid which filled cylinders that were fed into the dream machines. The liquids were thick and filled with a rainbow of colors, it was also highly explosive when in this state so one would have to be careful not to drop any of the dangerous substance.
With everything primed the machine was turned on, a loud creaking and clanking started as the machines saw life for the first time. The dream maker ran around checking every dial and every monitor plugged into the dream machines, everyone reading within the optimal parameters. It was to be a great success, he waited eagerly for the final product to be ejected from the machine, but as he waited so did Anodyne. Wandering invisible around the dream makers lab Anodyne watched waiting for the machine to buckle under the extreme stress of manifesting a dream cloud, the machine creaked and clanked further bringing a grin to Anodyne until the machine made a single ding followed by green lights illuminating along the boards. The dream maker had done it, everything was nominal, now was his time to shine, he closed his eyes and let out a small prayer before pulling one final lever.
The machine screamed as the multiple vents on the roof of the lab opened allowing a plume of rainbow colored clouds to billow out being pulled upwards into the suck of the inter dimensional portal sitting above the lab. All the nightmares in the area started running from the toxic cloud, for if anyone inhales the cloud they would to be put in a deep sleep. The cloud was intended to be pumped directly into the minds of Humans from earth while in a natural sleeping state, if someone conscious was to inhale it they would fall into a deep sleep unlikely of waking.
With the portal safely linked with the minds of sleeping humans from Earth and the machine in full production of the dream cloud, the Dream maker had his work cut out for him, maintaining all the equipment, and keeping a steady supply of harvested memories for the machine to convert into dreams. As he scurried around Anodyne watched in utter disbelief that a lowly human was capable of such a feat, not only generating a portal that was linked to the minds of Earthlings but to be able to pump dreams into them via memories lifted from lost item from Earth. Anodyne instantly became enraged at the notion that someone was trying to “better” his world, the one he had spent thousands of generations crafting for the current inhabitants.
Although angered he was not about to directly sabotage the machine, that would announce to the Dream maker that he had bested Anodyne, so instead he had a more cunning plan on his mind. He left the Dream maker to his work supplying dreams to Earthlings as he traveled to Earth himself. It was not long before he found what he was looking for, a man.
This man happened to be a mall guard standing at the entrance eight hours a day doing nothing, slowly losing his mind to the dull days that went by like clockwork. Anodyne waited till the man was heading home one night to grab him, he transported him to a lone hill with a tree that had been struck by lightning. It was here that he stared deep into the terrified mans eyes, imbuing him with powers beyond his comprehension. During the process the man tried to run, he flailed his arms around until he made contact with the dead tree right at the moment that the transfer of powers concluded. The man had vanished, he had fused with the tree. Anodyne took the time to tell the new Demigod that his job was to control all inter dimensional travel between this world and Earth, then he adorned him with a name “Enadrome.”
As these events unfolded the Dream makers portal flickered and closed, allowing the cloud of dreams to fall around the the Dream makers lab. He panicked as the cloud descended around him, he knew this meant that his portal technology had failed but was still able to be fixed, for no matter what Anodyne threw at him he always stayed positive. To ensure a crushing defeat Anodyne appeared before the Dream maker announcing the creation of Enadrome the guardian of portals, this truly crushed the Dream maker, he had lost, he had no chance of defeating a god.
Anodyne slowly faded away leaving the dream maker alone, he waited a few moments then he started to work. All day and night he worked dismantling his creations in order to build a capsule capable of holding a person within. He then made a condensed dream machine only capable of weak emissions from raw relics, knowing he could not extract the memories in his soon to be state.
By the time the Dream maker had finished his work his archipelago was covered by the dream cloud, unable to cross the waters it pooled around the cluster of small islands. Here is where he would make a stand, show the world that Anodynes law was not an absolute, that even the strongest powers are weakened by competent hand.
Looking around his half dismantled lab he took one last deep breath before finally closing the lid to his capsule, as the lid clicked closed the machine started to whir and crank. Anodyne watched from just outside his lab, staring in the windows laughing at his desperate attempts at what he assumed was a suicide, unknown to Anodyne he was about to face his greatest opponent yet.
The machine finally started to expel the dream cloud into the pod, the Dream makers body fell still under the hazardous clouds touch. Anodyne was laughing in his victory, he wandered into the lab to get a closer look but he could not pass through the walls, then he felt a force pushing him back from the island itself, a force that picked up pace at an alarming rate. It was only moments before Anodyne could not touch the archipelagos at all, he was infuriated and confused which just feed his rage. Force after force Anodyne tried them all, attempting to break this force field just to be stopped by the sight of the portal re opening, allowing dreams to flow back into Earths sleeping inhabitants. Anodyne stood floating above the islands with his face carved with a dumbfounded look as a colossal figure emerged from the colorful cloud, it seemed to be made from the dream cloud taking form as it got larger.
The dream maker had put himself to sleep allowing his dream of being strong enough to stand against Anodyne to come true in his dream coma, from this he transcended his earthly bonds and became a god, having true power each time he slept. He had enough power to control his islands, keeping Anodyne from interfering with anything he was doing.
Although he had succeeded in holding off Anodyne and supplying dreams to all on earth both he and Anodyne knew it was a waiting game, the relics would only be able to supply his machine for so long before exhausting all their memory fuel. Although Anodyne was infuriated he knew he had still won, once the dream maker is to wake Anodyne will rain all manner of hell fire upon the Dream maker. Making his final statements to the Dream maker about waiting for him to wake Anodyne left, leaving the Dream maker with a distinct taste of victory, he had defied a god, he had won, even if it is to be a short lived victory he proved that not all gods are absolute in their powers.
So now they both wait for the day to come where the machines stop and the powers of the dream maker is lost, for that day will be a day of blood and carnage, labeled in the books of the people as “The day a Deity Dies.”