[center][h2]-Hiding Behind A Shield-[/h2][/center]

A sword, a shield, and a rod.

These were the choices presented to Tokuda in his dream, and he felt the desire to pick one but which one was a matter of much deliberation. He was lost and afraid, this dream certainly brought an unusual air to it and that was something that he did not like to feel in an unknown environment. However, a choice had to be made and the choice he made, rather hesitantly as his hand reached out, was the shield. His hand stopped mere inches away from its surface as his breathing quickened before Tokuda closed his eyes and thrust his hand on the shield, turning his head away from it as he did so.

The darkness gave way to a blinding light, causing the young man to raise his shield to stop himself from being unable to see. However, his actions meant nothing as even the darkness around him became one with the light and Tokuda could not help but scream in terror. A cold sweat ran through his body as he gasped for air and suddenly sat up, it had obviously been a nightmare. Such dreams were not uncommon to him but the dream he had just escaped felt far different from the other nightmares that he had. Nonetheless, Tokuda let out a relieved sigh before he shifted his legs to curl his arms around.

Then, he realized that he wasn’t in his soft, comfortable bed anymore, nor was Tokuda in his equally soft and comfortable llama pajamas. His feet had slid across cold, hard stone and his legs pressed against a leather that covered them. Tokuda sprawled his legs out to see polished metal strapped to them, his chest, his arms, even his feet. Under it was basic leather, but it made him feel like he was looking at a fantasy cosplay that he had no say in trying on. 

His brown eyes then darted around to take in the room, but he focused on two girls and instantly the worst from his mind began to take hold. Tokuda thought that he had been kidnapped by the two, but he noticed that they also looked like they were fantasy cosplayers. Had they done this to him? He didn’t know, nor did he care to go as he scrambled back as before his back his the welcoming wall of the room. Tokuda wanted to disappear, to hide.

Everything was off.