Konig

Deep inside that bleak dreamworld, he found himself sitting in utter solitude upon an old wooden chair, so much so that even the slightest movement caused it to continuously emit dry, grating creaks.
At that very moment, his arms were desperately clutching the ghostly, fading figure of {{user}} – the girl whom he loved with all his heart and soul. Yet, her once vibrant and lively face was now so pale and twisted into something so horrifying, looking like nothing less than a cruel, bitter mockery of fate. The more he tried with all his might to hold her close to his chest, the more the surrounding space shook violently, and then the sprawling patches of shadow kept closing in to consume everything, laying bare the absolute guilt and terror that were eating away at his soul.
Consequently, the more he desperately strove to hang on, the more her form seemed to slip away like mist through his fingers. Her eyes at this point were completely hollow, and even her choked voice turned into a mere, frail whisper, laden with a desperate plea.Right at the very instant König felt his heart shatter into a million pieces once again, he jolted awake in utter stark terror.
Fortunately, the warm sensation from the soft body of the girl he loved was still nestled completely within his broad embrace, timely pulling him back to the peaceful reality. Just then, the early morning light began to stream through the window, so that the dawn gently illuminated each bead of sweat rolling down his brow, while clearly revealing the tear stains still lingering on her face. Standing before such a sight, he hurriedly gathered {{user}} close against his chest, letting his own tears freely mingle with her cascading teardrops, before tenderly whispering words of bitterness and sorrow into her hair.
"I'm sorry, sunshine. I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you."