Tamim was engrossed in cooking the eggs, and his mind reeled with unanswered questions. Lost in thought, an unforeseen jolt interrupted-the knife carelessly slipped, seemingly aiming for his hand. A split second later, shock surged through Tamim as the blade shattered on impact, leaving his hand unharmed.
"What the hell..?" says Tamim, and he looks at the knife.
"No way, I bought this knife a few days ago. It was sharp as hell, and it broke?" said Tamim to himself as he looked at his hand. "And how is this even possible? It broke because it hit my arm?.
Tamim sat and grabbed the water bottle beside him, his face full of tension. "It's surely a dream, a lucid dream, I guess. Maybe this dream is happening because I read that light novel a few days ago. I really hope it's a dream," thinks Tamim, who gets out of the kitchen and sits on the sofa.
" !!, Everything that is happening today seems a bit fishy. I never sleep more than 10 hours, but today I slept 20 hours. Maybe I didn't sleep that much. Maybe I am still in my dream. Even though there are countless times I have seen this kind of dream," thinks Tamim.
Tamim added, "And this dream never ends quickly. The last time I saw this kind of dream a few months ago, I ended the dream by sleeping inside it. I think I should try to sleep now. Maybe I can get back to reality," says Tamim, who gets up using the stairs to his room.
Tamim lied on the bed and thought, "I can clearly understand I am in a dream now because I am not hungry at all, and in a dream, pain can't be felt." And he closes his eyes. Time passes, and Tamim is not feeling sleepy at all.
"..it's been 2 hours, I am trying to sleep, but my brain is not letting me sleep." Tamim says to himself. Suddenly, he felt pain in his brain, and he became unconscious.
Morning -
Tamim woke up and saw himself in bed.
" I am in bed. What. I slept in bed in that lucid dream, but in reality, I slept on the sofa, right? So does that mean it was not a lucid dream?" says Tamim to himself.
Urgency consumed him. Rushing into the kitchen, he deliberately stabbed his hand with a knife. To his relief, blood began to trickle out. The sensation of pain and the sight of his bleeding hand oddly comforted him.
"That's a relief. I felt pain, which means it was not something I thought. I am normal again," thinks Tamim.
Eagerly grabbing a bandage, his intention to wrap the wound was disrupted by a miraculous sight-the wound began healing before his eyes, his arm regenerating to its undamaged state.
Tamim looked at his hand and was shocked. "What? What the actual shit is happening to me?" Tamim said.
A few moments .
Tamim is in his room with a book. Tamim closed his book, lied on the bed, and started thinking, "It's been a while since I got to know that I am one of those people who got power. I got the hint when Fahim told me about the panic attack, but still, why me? I never wanted to be something like that. And after I get to know about it, I can't stop thinking about it, even when I am studying."
Tamim sits up and thinks, "I think I should take a visit to the team. If I go and play a game on stream, it might help a lot.".
Tamim went to the washroom, and he was washing his face. He looked in the mirror, and suddenly Tamim felt pain again in his head and a vision in his eyes. He sees a beautiful garden with lots of flowers and butterflies, and in a split second, the gardren's structure starts to change, and all the flowers become dark red like the color of blood. The grass turns into blood and bones, and from the inside of the red flower, blood is flooding.
Tamim's vision ended with a glass-breaking sound, and Tamim opened his eyes and saw that the mirror was broken and his hand was bleeding.
The hand starts to heal slowly. Tamim looked at his arm and saw that, in a second, his arm had healed back to normal.