~So it was all a dream?~ Lucius thought to himself as he worked in the garden. His son was currently playing with his action figure right next to him, and his wife was watching him work from the porch.
Lucius just stared blankly at the plants he was working with. Everything felt so... ethereal, like a very realistic dream.
~Perhaps I shouldn't be surprised, a world filled with magic and magical creatures? Of course, the real world would feel like a dream.~
Slowly but surely he was starting to get used to being back in the real world. Several months passed, and he was deemed mentally fit to get another job. Everything was going well, his wife was happy, his son was happy, and he was happy.
Sadly, it was all a lie. Not for a single second did Lucius believe that this world was real, and that in itself was proof of his mental disease. Whatever reality he wanted to believe in, meant that he was going insane.
