15 years ago, when Alistair was merely 11 years old, that's when he first arrived in the dream world.
It was during a time of extreme hardship and pain in His life.
During this time, His parents were shot dead and robbed.
And Alistair was the only survivor.
He was then sent to an abusive orphanage where he cried violently day and night on his old, filthy bed.
Falling in and out of sleep.
Every single dream was a Scenario in which Alistair was able to save his parents with some magical power.
These dreams troubled him.
Every minute he was plagued with thoughts of what he could've done.
How he could've saved his parents
Every second felt like an hour.
Filled with guilt and regret.
He didn't eat for a week.
All he would do was stay up in his room and either sleep or mourn.
And just when he thought this life had nothing to offer him.
He had a dream.
A good one.
About a fantastical world where dragons, goblins, and elves resided.
It was beautiful in every direction.
Rolling green hills.
Bright blue skies.
There was no pain in this world.
There was only joy, Love, and comfort.
Alistair continued to have these dreams.
Every single night he would revisit this dream world.
This continued for years and years.
He started to worship Christ.
Believing that God had brought him this joy and peace.
He became a faithful member of the church and was known by all as a very kind man.
The creatures of the dream world were like parents to Alistair.
They guided him through every hardship he faced.
He trusted them with everything.
And he knew that everything would always work out.
Until one fateful day.
The day he saw a dead creature under his bed.
A creature from that dream world.
And what made it even more troubling.
It is that he and the other creatures had a vision of a deity threatening to destroy the dream world as they knew it.
These events led to Alister's distress.
A level of distress he hasn't had since the orphanage.
And that alone, caused him to act.
Because he.
Will not let go of the ones he loves most.
Not ever.