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When one dreams, it can feel as though they last for only seconds at a time. Yet once you wake, it's suddenly morning. This was the common occurrence of the nerdy young adult, Duke. Duke loved many things. Anime, manga, magazines, comics, martial arts, movies. But above all else, Duke loved the occult and the inner intricate world of magick and mystery. He studied all sorts of mystic texts that he gained from online forums that were proven to be trust worthy, and was in contact with a few proper magicians, such as Alysyrose, who he considered his mentor when he first went into the occult. However many didn't agree with his methods, using fantasy as a foundation for his craft, calling him a larper and a fool. He often felt alone and discouraged at times, and wanted to give up and just go back to being an ordinary guy, but his dreams always pulled him back into the mystical world. However, one particular dream seemed to be different than the rest.

He found himself in some sort of strange dark garden. The grass was glowing purple, the flowers were a pale white, and strange vines sprouted from the ground. He looked at himself and saw that his body was just a glowing humanoid figure with large white eyes. He then saw someone else wandering around with long white hair, his bangs completely covering his eyes, and his body was chubby and almost completely naked. He had a strange fuzzy monochromatic g-string that sprouted large upside-down demonic wings. Duke couldn't help but blush, seeing someone so attractive in a dream like this, whatever kind of dream this was. It was different. It felt longer than before. 

"Hey...excuse me." Duke asked the white haired boy. "What is this place? This feels less like an astral projection and more of a sort of..reality hopping dream-scape."

The boy turned to him, and with a smirk, blew a kiss at him and gestured Duke to look down. Suddenly the landscape seemed to twist around his feet, the vines wrapping around his body up to his neck. Then a strange voice seemed to speak from all directions. 

"The Microcosm is the code of the soul, the inner machinations of the brain store reality. The foundation, Model 6, is an infinite power granted to you by the Red King, The 13, and the Spider Queen. You must overlay your desire."

Duke was unable to even comprehend what the voice was talking about. But somehow, someway, he already knew what it meant. He relaxed his body, and closed his eyes. The last thing he felt was the sensation of something soft touch his lips, and a feeling on his ear, and then he woke up. But for some reason he still saw the grass and plants all over the room, crystals bloomed from the walls, and his body felt molecularly different. He reached to get up, and his arm stretched to the other side of the room. 

"W-what the hell?! How did that happen, what is this?!" he yelled out, causing his roommate to run into the room. Duke pointed to his stretched out arm, but his roommate didn't seem to see anything different, only that it smelled like lavender in the room and that he was suddenly hungry. Duke was puzzled, his arm retracted to normal, but there was no possible way that no one would be able to not notice a 22 year old boy's arm stretched all the way to another side of a room, as if he was made of rubber. Suddenly, a familiar face knocked on his apartment door. It was the white haired boy, but dressed in a red shirt, kaki shorts, and white shoes.

"Hello, I'm Shiro Yume. I'm here for the flyer about a room available? I saw you were looking for a third and I'm new from Japan." he said. Duke couldn't hide his surprise, seeing him outside of his dream as if he always existed. But something was off, he saw the same flowers from his dream around Shiro's feet as he walked. Then he felt him staring directly towards, him, and give a smirk. Duke went into the bathroom to wash his face, thinking he was still dreaming or it was just him being half asleep. There's no possible way that he's suddenly manifesting powers, right?

Shiro's hands suddenly caressed Duke's soft chest, slowly slithering up to his cheeks. "You're not dreaming this time sweetie. This is real. And I believe I'll have fun with you, my sweet yume inu. I saw one of your desires, lustful submission, magick, love, creativity. I can give it to you, but you'll have to earn it for me, and for you. Now first thing's first, let me have a proper kiss." he said as he pressed his lips passionately into Duke's. The feeling was like fire in Duke's throat, he wanted to push Shiro off, deny what he was saying, but in his mind, body, and soul, it was too true to deny. This was the pleasure he was missing from his life, and he wanted all of it to last. He felt Shiro's hand slither sneakily into his boxers, his chubby fingers fondling all over his balls, as if he was feeling all over wet grapes. But then he suddenly stopped, tapping Duke on the nose.

"That'll be enough of that yume inu, as I said, you need to earn more. For now, consider that your introduction for being such an adorable nerdy boy. Now, i'll unpack my things, and get settled in. And I'll teach you about what you've awakened to." Shiro said, leaving Duke unable to react, or even speak a word. He was starstruck at his first erotic kiss. He wanted more of it, to feel submissive, to feel the pleasuring heat, to feel his devilishly soft pale skin wash over him like milk. It was like the denial was fueling his erotic desires. 

An hour later, Duke was getting ready for work. He wore his classic turtle neck sweater, beanie hat, fingerless gloves he got from Hot Topic, baggy black pants, and laceless running shoes before heading out the door to jump on his bike to ride. However when he began to ride, the bike seemed to mold itself into some sort of sentient skateboard, and he began to speed to his job at GameStop. He looked around to see if anyone else saw his bike transform, but they all commented that his bike looked brand new. They didn't see it's new shape. 

"Um...okay...this is becoming a Jojo's Bizarre Adventure's moment right now. Can they really not see this? Must be that Model 6 thing...but how exactly does the chaos magick of Austin Spare equate to this shit? Fairies and unicorns, and I swear I just saw a leprechaun. Slippery Irish fae. Anyways I'm here, might as well just sit inside." Duke said to himself as he unlocked the door to go in. He looked online, but didn't see anything on that method at all, not even if he looked up chaos magick specifically, which was odd since usually he'd be able to find something related to it. But there was nothing useful at all. But it was time to start working, so he stopped thinking about it, and began to work.