The world around them was rapidly getting torn apart as the grounds overturned, the craters they left, brimming with abyssal oceans of blood which gradually seeped into the desecrated realm.
Rocks from as little as specks to magnanimous ones littered the air, flying across the world in a scattered manner.
"What exactly do you speak of, child?" Oneiros asked authoritatively, his mind jumbled in confusion at Trick's wild claims.
Trick's face lit up with a sly smirk. He then took a moment to ponder on his master plan, or in this case…
His great trick.
Trick heaved in a large breath of air, lifting his arms to demonstrate every word that left his lips.
"What I speak of is…" Trick paused for a moment, letting Oneiros' curiosity bubble in unbridled expectancy.
"Hold on a sec, just a few seconds and my dramatic pause will be complete."
"Okay! it's done." Trick let out a pleased sigh opening his mouth slowly to reveal his bewildering findings.
"You spoke of something called an authority earlier on right?"
"Authorities, powers possessed by some of the most fearsome void beasts in existence." Trick recalled the teachings of his master.
His face stretched into a much wider grin as he was currently butchering a mystery into pieces, the same mystery which once made him hold onto his head in confusion before.
"So you've got a little knowledge in that brain of yours don't you child?" Oneiros was quickly getting impatient, so what if Trick knew what authorities were?
To Oneiros it was no different than having the natural knowledge that he was a completely overwhelming evil Trick couldn't bear to look upon let alone defeat.
"Ohh? I've got a lot more than mere knowledge—" Trick took a slow step forward, the ground he formerly stood upon blasted through by a pillar of blood that came rushing upwards.
Trick remained unbothered, almost as though being ignorant of the blood which now spewed behind him, as he walked straight towards the face of the dreadful entity himself.
"I know the secret behind your authority, Mr Oneiros."
As though adopting the similitudes of the raging seas that overturn with maddening currents at the slightest of the ocean winds. Oneiros' face twisted into a derisive gaze, his furious scowl locking against Trick's jovial smirk.
"Then…" Oneiros' eyes glinted with red fury.
"Let's hear it child."
Trick let out a cough, creating a little distance between himself and the furious void beast.
"Very well." Trick motioned around Oneiros before stopping his aimless stroll to answer the burning question that now hung in the air.
"Your authority lets you manipulate—"
"The nightmares of others." Trick declared, his face overhauled with a wide grin as the world's destruction grew even greater.
At that instant, at the very moment Trick gave his deductions, Oneiros' face was plastered with an irritated frown.
"Wow, that really grated on you didn't it?" Trick walked back to his former spot.
"But I'm not yet done, cause now I'll tell you how exactly I'm gonna defeat you." Trick was brimming with boldness, his brazen mood being so audacious that even the mountains would move over for him to get past.
Something not meant to waste your time pondering, a thing which wasn't supposed to even be uttered. That crazy thing was…
How exactly a 13 year old trickster child could think of defeating a great void beast like the powerful figure that stood before him.
"You merely bear a manipulative stance on a nightmare and that makes you very powerful."
"But here's the catch." Trick took in a large breath to better prepare for his incoming statement.
"When the dreamer breaks your loop, then—"
"They bear full control over their dream. To put that into context."
"Since I've broken out from your loop, then not only do I have manipulative powers which surpass yours, but I also bear.."
"The ability to make anything I please, a possibility, because again—"
"THIS IS MY DREAM REALM!"
Oneiros' face remained lowered, the void beast shuddering in place as though…
He were afraid?
With a pleased grin, Trick then widened his legs apart, spreading his arms in the process.
"Now then!" Trick yelled aloud.
"Bear witness to the greatest power you have ever seen! As I show you the sheer power of my imagination!" Trick's stance became more firm and eyes glinted from the pure excitement of what he was about to do.
"AHHHHHHHH!" Trick closed his eyes, his mind giving him the picture of large swells of red energy swaying around him and billowing rapidly across the realm.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Trick yelled some more, opening his eyes to observe his powerful aura more clearly.
"AHHHH?" He opened his eyes to a much rather disappointing sight.
Nothing had happened.
'WHAT THE HELL!" Trick yelled out within his thoughts.
'Why isn't anything happening?' He positioned himself once more, shaking his whole body violently as though trying to squeeze out hidden energy.
"AHH?" Even still, nothing happened, however Trick still senselessly tried to imagine aura into existence by shouting out different pointless types of yells before being woefully interrupted—
By a dreadful chuckle.
Oneiros' former trembling transformed into violent shudders, as he let out an eerie laugh into the air.
Trick recoiled in fright once more, as it was now crystal clear to him that the void beast's shivers were not inspired by fright, instead from the beginning, from the very beginning of his shivers…
He was actually laughing quietly at Trick. And that was when everything took a horrific turn.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" The ominous derisive jeers of the sinister void beast echoed all across Trick as everything within the world mocked him to stupor.
Trick looked around in sheer terror, every single thing within the realm had a means to chuckle at his helplessness.
The scarlet sky wept no more, instead it was overhauled with an even creepier nature as a large eerie mouth spread across it, laughing uncontrollably at Trick.
Trick tore his gaze away from the scarlet skies meeting several mouths that stretched from under his feet to every part of the strange realm.
Each mouth shook uncontrollably as they were overtaken by laughter, laughter at Trick's stupidity.
The world suddenly became dyed in a red blood glow, the calamity that befell it still ravaging the entirety of the realm. Yet even at that, every single thing grew a mouth, a pair of lips to jeer mockingly at the frightened child.
"What is this?" Oneiros spoke out in several voices that echoed across the realm.
Trick then jolted, his body embracing the cold embrace of fear once more as he witnessed the grotesque sight Oneiros had adopted.
All over Oneiros' body, a ridiculing chuckle was let out, this was only possible due to the innumerable mouths that currently went through the entirety of the void beast's body.
"Did this child truly think he had my authority penned down?" Oneiros threw a question into the air, getting even louder chuckles from the uncountable mouths that ruled the mysterious world.
"Did he think it was that simple?" Oneiros' face was etched with an unnaturally wide grin, his smile being so wide that the edges of his lips tore under the strain, streams of blood flowing rapidly from the horrid injury.
Yet he still stretched his wide grin some more, revealing a mouth within his mouth that fell into its own, creating an infinite loop of mouths that opened up to other laughing mouths. Every mouth aimed at ridiculing Trick.
"Did he wish to defeat me?"
"Did he think I shivered in fear, in FRIGHT?!"
"Did my pity plant a false sense of hope within him?"
"You cannot hope to phantom the authority I bear, nor the one bestowed upon me by my lord." Oneiros asked the infinite number of laughing voices that cried out with even more laughs.
Trick stood still, shivering all through in maddening fear, his former boldness appearing like a speck when compared to his current fright.
All around him was getting torn apart under the powerful aura of the horrid figure, even worse, several lips were now stretched out across the realm, so even if Trick tried to run, where would he go.
Trick heaved in large doses of air, realizing that he was right back to being cloaked in a covering of powerlessness, helplessness at his current situation.
"Child, it was your claim that I could merely manipulate nightmares right?" Oneiros' eyes glinted in melavolent ecstacy.
"Now then, let me show you just a little bit of what true creation looks like.'
"What a true nightmare is!" Oneiros yelled aloud, increasing the calamitous waves of his sinister aura.
'What is going on? I thought that would work, what went wrong?' Even as Oneiros voiced out threatening statements, Trick's mind still continued to race through a crowd of dispiriting thoughts.
But he was balefully interrupted by a burning sensation he felt within his arms.
Amidst the crazed laughter that filled the world, Trick then slowly lifted up his arms, his face twisting with an horrified look as he stared frightfully at—
The wide mouths that chuckled scornfully, etched into his palms.