(un)sweet dreams
Summary: Once Malleus Overblots, Yu doesn't exactly dream. Silver does.
Word count: 3.5k+
Warnings: my unbeta'd writing
A/N: So!!! Yesterday I played through Book 7 Part 3 since that dropped on TWST EN, and it inspired me~ In regards to Yu's story, I haven't actually considered Book 7 a whole lot, so I felt like writing this would be fun and solidify his plotline some more at least before his own Overblot. Haha. Um.
This is meant to replace the MC-centric chapters of 7-40 through 7-51; where it ends is roughly where in-game 7-52 starts. Please enjoy my Silver and Yu acquaintance content bc I sure don't write enough of it (<- it has an entire relationship section on Yu's wiki) <3 Also, contains reference to this oneshot.
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In the distance, thunderāthe herald of dignity and dangerārumbled. Of an unimaginably deep weight, it rolled through the clouds and over the seas.
ā¦
In the drearily elegant throne room, static zipped through the air, the buildup to a temper at the end of its wick.
āItās incredible! 16 years, and not a trace of her! Are you sure you searched everywhere?ā
āUhhh, we searched mountains, forests, housesā¦ and all the cradles.ā
āFOOLS! Search for a maid of 16. Goā¦ and do not fail me.ā
ā¦
In the depths of the forest, pretty voices rose, unaware of the unwanted guest listening in.
āYouāre already betrothed! To Prince Philip, dear!ā
āBut thatās impossible. How could I marry a prince? Iād have to beā¦ā
ā...A princess.ā
āAnd you are, dear!ā
ā¦
In the winding tower, a spindle glistened in the light.
āTouch the spindle. Touch it, I say.ā
As delicate as a petal, a hand was drawn to the spindle.
āYou poor, simple fools, thinking you could defeat me! ME! The mistress of all evil!ā
ā¦
To call it āwaking upā would be a lovely description, but an ultimately unearned one. To Yu, it feels more like dragging his consciousness out of a haze after fainting; his thoughts are blurred around the edges and his memories blurrier still.
He blinks once, twice, and slowly raises himself to sit up. Beneath his hands, placed to support the dead weight of his body, the ground ripples outwards in the image of water.
Yu stares at it.
He feels no dampness through his clothes, no chill, so the reasonable assumption is that the ground isnāt any sort of liquid; and yet it behaves like one. Thereās certainly a surface beneath him, but how real is it? As far as he can see, the world is purely black, with no horizon line in sight.Ā
Strange.
ā¦Strange, but not unfamiliar. After all, Yu has been here a number of times before.Ā
(More vividly than any other memory, he recalls Riddle crushed by a flurry of books; Leona discarded from an unending chessboard. Azul left beached without the safety of his pot; Jamil weighed into submission with chains. Vil smothered with distorted veils; Idia dragged deeper and deeper into the darkness.Ā
All these incidents which should have caused splashes, yetāeach timeācaused the ground to do little more than ripple.)
Only, this time, thereās no one but Yu here. Heās all alone in the expansive darkness for some unknown reason.Ā
Why?
As he racks his brain for the answer, a screen pops up before him. And then another, and then another after thatā¦
[ CURRENT DEBUFF ā Fae Maleficence: USERās physical body is deeply asleep and frozen in time. ]
[ MAIN MISSION ā āPerpetuation by Briar Thornsā Continued. ]
[ NEW OBJECTIVE: Figure out your situation. ]
[ Setting tracker to target objectā¦ ]
[ USER is 500m away from exit. ]
Yu sits there, allowing the messages to sink in. For a moment, heād forgotten that this would always be the work of the System.Ā
He shakes his head to rid himself of any lingering grogginess and carefully brings himself to his feet. In the distance, as promised, is the only other source of light aside from his locketāa glowing white rectangle vaguely resembling a door, waiting upright as it does every time he is sent to this strange mindscape.
Slowly, limbs fatigued, Yu walks over to the exit as the ground ripples beneath his feet. Floating beside him, the trackerās number of meters steadily decreases.Ā
It feels like an eternity before he finally reaches the light.
[ USER is 0m away from exit. ]
What lies beyond the door is totally uncertain; Yu would like to hold onto the hope that he'll simply wake up as per usual, but something tells him that wonāt be the case. Still, thereās nowhere else for him to go. Not unless he enjoys the loneliness of a solitary foreverāand even if so, he has the nagging feeling that people need him.
Inhale, exhale.
There really is no getting around it. Yu steps out of the darkness and into the light of the exit.
ā¦
Weightlessness strikes him before his senses are muted.
[ Entering new dream. ]
āA new dream?ā
Like an epiphany, just as heās being transported from one mindscape to another, Yu remembers the disaster that occurred before his bout of unconsciousness. The lounge had been filled with fire, then embraced with thorns, and most importantlyā
[ USER has entered Spectating Mode. ]
āāYueāerā!ā
Yu blinks and stops mid-shout, regaining his senses in the middle of a fairytale-like landscape.Ā
Frozen in an eternal sunrise, the sleepy forest of his surroundings is painted in a warm pink wash. Even the towering trees and steep, rising cliffs appear rosy under the light. A little ways from the stone path beneath Yuās feet is a babbling creek, crystal-clear and so brilliantly lavender under the dawn sky that it glimmers.Ā
However, it too is halted in its tracks by the absence of timeāso, rather than follow its futile downstream flow, Yuās gaze traces the creekās edge until he finally looks at the quaint cottage before him.
Itās odd; just looking at it makes him feel at home. The thatched roof, the brick base and chimney, the curved shuttered windows, the waterwheelāperhaps itās because the sight seems right out of a storybook that it feels so comforting.Ā
Yu takes a step forward. So does someone else, right through him.
Barely able to stifle his scream in time, Yu stumbles backwards, watching as none other than Silver proceeds on the stone path. Unaware of the wide eyes trained on his back, he continues on ahead with a relaxed posture. At this moment, something he said during an interview comes to mindā
ā¦āI lived deep in a Briar Valley forest before coming to this schoolā...
āIs this what he meant?ā wonders Yu aloud, hesitantly following Silver to the cottage. When it becomes apparent that he truly cannot be perceived, he breaks into a jog to outpace the sophomoreās naturally longer strides. āItāsā¦ definitely not what I imaginedā¦ā
Although Silverās resting stern look is unparalleled, thereās something blissful about it that Yu just canāt quite place. The look of someone returning home, ready to rest and bask in familiar comfort after a long day.
āButā¦ā Yu hesitates as he realizes something, the two of them approaching the door. āThis is just a dream, isnāt it? What are you expecting to see when you enter that house?ā
Obviously, he receives no answer. It doesnāt stop him from holding his breath as Silver opens the door.
Consequently, Yu realizes a second earlier that there is nothing but a despairingly hollow void on the inside of the cottage.
āSilver, wait!ā he shouts to no avail.
Silver naturally steps inside, only for his foot to find no purchase and no floor. His eyes widen helplessly as he stumbles forward, plummeting into the darkness. Yu scrambles to stand on the edge of the doorstep while clinging to either side of the door frame with both hands.Ā
When he looks down into the void after Silver, he sees just a flash of that iridescent hair of his before itās gone.
āDammitā!ā
[ Ending Spectating Mode. Termination in 3ā¦ 2ā¦ 1ā¦ ]
āāwhat?ā
Suddenly, Yuās grip slackens against his will, and everything starts disappearing around him. As the step beneath his feet and the frame underneath his hands fade from existence, he finds himself weightless again but intimately aware that heās falling this time.Ā
His descent is a terrifyingly long one. Various scenes and flashes of light zip by, until he passes two halves of a stone wall that shut like gates and meld together above him. The light disappears. Gravity chooses then to reorient itself entirelyāmeaning Yu is suspended in air for a moment before crashing down face-first onto the cold, hard stone of what is now the ground. The force knocks the air right out of his lungs, sending him into a fit of violent hacking and coughing as he tries to regain it.
āWhat justāā He gasps, balling his hands into weak fists. Although heās still on the floor, he shakily props his upper body up on his elbows. āWhat justāhappenedāā
āYu? Youāre in this dream, too?ā
Under the dim lighting, Yu looks up to see Silver on the floor nearby, appearing equally disoriented but at least more conscious than he was before. Strangely, a glowing specter of what seems to be a bird flutters around him for a moment, but itās gone as soon as it appears.
āOh, Silver!ā Yu exclaims, relieved. He hurries to sit up properly. āYou remember whatās going on now, right?ā
Silver visibly hesitates, considering something, and then nods slowly. āYes. Not only that, but I also rememberedāa few months ago I had a foreboding dream with Lord Malleus in it, almost identical to this one.ā He swivels his head to look around the room theyāre in. ā...it seems that weāve fallen into a different room this time.ā
Yu takes the time to also observe their surroundings. Dark stone walls, eaten away by age; hardly lit by a few sparse torches, flickering with an ominously familiar green fire.Ā
Had Silver experienced that same thing in his initial dream? Stepping into the cottage only to be betrayed and sent into the abyss? If so, thenā¦
āIt must be the same castle,ā Silver murmurs to himself without any prompting. āIn that case, perhaps I can still findā¦ā
He trails off, brows furrowing, and meets Yuās eyes.Ā
āWhat is it?ā asks Yu.Ā
āIām sorry to ask this of you,ā says Silver with earnest remorse, ābut would you mind accompanying me in exploring this castle? There is something from last time that I feel I need to find, and it may assist in understanding our current situation.ā
āWellā¦ā Regardless of any possible misgivings about this situation, Yu mostly trusts Silver. Mostly. But, better to be around a knight with a comforting presence than anyone else in a dreary place like this. ā...okay. Why not?ā
āThere are some risks. I donāt know what to expect once we exitā¦ā Silver trails off, realizing it was just a figure of speech, and stands up. His movements quickly lose their dizzy sluggishness. Once heās on his feet, he offers a hand to help Yu up, which is gratefully taken.Ā
āLetās go, then.ā
ā¦
The interior of the castle is ancient and almost abandoned, its walls a powerfully deep slate grey. There are only a few torches here and there to light the way, forming small spheres of cold light amidst the shadows. The arched ceilings are high up, causing the sound of their footsteps to echo back at them. Even the air is stiff and chilly, masking any signs of life.Ā
āJust like Diasomnia,ā Silver whispers.Ā
The comparison is eerily accurate. Yu thinks about the lounge, where their physical bodies should still be, and a shiver runs down his spine.Ā
āItā¦ feels like weāre getting involved in something we shouldnāt,ā he murmurs. āDo you feel that?ā
āā¦yes,ā admits Silver, a hand resting on his baton for reassurance. His eyes narrow slightly. āBut at the same time, thatās a sign that weāre on the right pathā¦ I hope.ā
He continues down the dim hallway with cautious confidence, leaving Yu quietly in awe of his ability to push forward despite his doubts.
It takes what feels like several minutes of walking before the bird specter from earlier flits by, catching non-existent wind beneath its wings and zipping ahead of them.Ā
Silverās eyes light up, stopping mid-walk. āThat wasā!ā
āWait, you saw it, too?ā
āYes. It normally marks the owner of a dream.ā Before Yu can ask how he knows that, Silver continues. āSince this is my dreamā¦ I think itās leading us to where we need to be. We should follow it.ā
Again with that need to find and need to beāit only stirs skepticism in Yu, especially considering what happened the last time Silver simply followed the logic of the dream, but at the same time his hands are tied. āIf thatās what you want, then. We donāt have a lot of time to deliberate.ā
Thereās only a curt dip of Silverās chin in acknowledgement before he starts running after the bird, forcing Yu to sprint in order to keep up with him. It takes them down another long hallway before slipping into the entry arch of a winding staircase. Silver doesnāt even hesitate before racing up the stairs.Ā
āSilver, hold on aāseriously?!ā
Yu can do nothing but chase after them.Ā
They seem to be ascending a tower, given the excessive length of the circular staircase that extends upwards for what may as well be an eternity. Yu wouldnāt find it difficult to believe if it were the tallest in the whole castle.Ā
Finally, the bird gives one last weak flutter of its wings before dissipating. At that point, theyāve already reached the top, stopping right before the entrance to the room that crowns the tower.
The door shudders and creaks, swinging open on its weak hinges with barely any force; as if inviting them inside.Ā
With Yu close behind, Silver enters, only to abruptly freeze in his tracks.Ā
āThis is it,ā murmurs Silver breathlessly, sounding absolutely certain.
His gaze is trained on the sight right before him: the room empty aside from a sole spinning wheel, placed in front of floor-to-ceiling frosted windows. Its spindle is so sharp that, even with the limited illumination from the torches, it gleams in the light. Uncovered as it is, the intrusive temptation to touch it is strong even to Yu.Ā
Outside, lightning flashes and thunder roars, momentarily turning the spinning wheel into a menacing light-lined silhouette. The rain only intensifies after, drumming against the window in violent torrents.
Silver suddenly takes off one of his gloves and steps towards the spinning wheel.
āUhā¦ Silver?ā
Yu finds it difficult to hide his concern, and even more so when there comes no indication that he was heard at all. Silver continues to walk at a slow but resolute pace and reaches for the spindle with his ungloved hand. Itās perhaps the exact opposite of what he should reasonably be doing.
( āTouch the spindle.ā )
Oh. Yuās eyes widen.
āSilverāSilver!ā Yu raises his voice a notch, going so far as to grab Silver by the arm; only to be easily shrugged off. Itās surprisingly rude coming from the normally-composed boy, but it doesnāt seem intentional. āWhat are you doing?ā
He receives no responseāSilver continues on as if in a trance, eyes wide in an uncharacteristically morbid fascination. Itās not unlike watching a trainwreck in slow motion, the way his pale finger draws closer and closer to the spindle while Yu is helpless to stop him again.Ā
Closer, and closerā¦
( āTouch it, I say.ā )
āSilver, donāt touch thatāā
The spindle breaks skin.Ā
Instead of blood, something dark and inky comes out of Silverās finger. It is scarily reminiscent of blot. Silver stares at it as if he has no recollection of what he just did to himself.
āSILVER!āĀ
Yu operates purely on instinct, clamping his hands around Silverās to stop the ābleeding.ā He examines the other boyās expression, shifting from confused to dawning horror. āAre you okay? Do you feel weird?ā
āNā¦no,ā Silver forces out, furrowing his brows. His skin has gone pale, sweat beading on his face, although it could just be from the shock of snapping out of his stupor. āI donāt think soāā
Around them, the room shakes violently; he and Yu both stumble as a result. An inky darkness seeps in from the cracks in the walls, rapidly covering the floor and filling the air.
āIāIs that blot?ā Yu wonders in a terrified sort of way, stepping back as it approaches. He shoots a quick glance at Silverābeing in a dream together is bizarre enough, but being alone in a dream with a possible Overblotterā¦!
Thankfully, Silver doesnāt seem to be going mad. No blot drips from his forehead or anything of the sort, but his lips set into a thin, stressed line. āIt isnāt. We still have to get out of here, though. Hold onto me, tightly!ā
He offers his arm, and Yu doesnāt think twice before grabbing onto it as if his life depends on the strength of his grip. In a way, it does. Then rationality clears his mind for a moment; he blinks and opens his mouth to ask what purpose this serves.
Silver, eyes narrowed with concentration, is just a second faster to speak.
āThose Iāve met and will somedayā¦ā
Sparkles of magic coalesce around them, little flashes of birds and flowers, as Silver recites his incantation. Yu draws in a sharp breath, surprisedāthis must be his signature spell.
āā¦ ć Meet in a Dream. ćā
The world fades as they warp away.
ā¦
Yu hadnāt realized he was squeezing his eyes shut on instinct, but he opens them once he feels āwindā ruffling his hair. He immediately regrets it.
The scenery around them is gorgeous, no doubtāa warm sky packed flush with cotton candy clouds, kite-like birds cutting a path through the air. It is, however, impossible to appreciate when one is plummeting directly towards the ground and there is less āwindā as it is just your body obeying the laws of physics.
āWhy are we so high up?!ā Yu screams. For maybe the third time now, his deathly fear of heights is being weaponized against him.Ā
Silverās jaw is clenched tightly, focused on the rapidly-approaching ground. āIām losing controlā¦ Hold on tight!ā
He then grabs and holds Yu close to him, reassuring but also incredibly tight to the point of squeezing.
āCrap!ā Yu gasps, the air being forced out of his lungs. Silver is strong, just as sturdy as the Leeches, but Yuās hands still try to find purchase on the Diasomnia uniformās various belts and armor sections.
āSorry, but please bear with me!ā Silver insists. āIf weāre separated hereāwell, letās just say I donāt think Iāll be able to find you againā¦!ā
Yu promptly shuts his mouth, even though he still holds extreme misgivings towards their decreasing altitude. Itās then that they break through the clouds, and their surroundings change in an instant.Ā
Gone is the dreamy skyāthey find themselves falling towards another bleak-looking castle, raised among rocky mountains and an endless pit filled with briar thorns. The sky and landscape alike are a somber greenish-grey. Diasomnia, Yuās mind provides helpfully.
Regardless, the walkway leading up to the dorm grows less and less distant.Ā
Silver uses one arm to pull Yu even closer to him, muscles straining with the effort, as he releases the other to grab his magical pen. He draws it from its holster and yells at the top of his lungs, āWINDS!ā
They are showered in sparkles before the world becomes blurry, spinning as their bodies reorient to be straight up. Yu vaguely registers his feet gently touching the ground and the arm around him loosening, but he still opts to lean on the infinitely more solid Silver.
āAre you okay?ā
āUghhhā¦ā Yu closes his eyes, hoping his dizziness will die down. āSorry. I donāt think I can stand on my own.ā
āTake your time. I admit that spell was a bit abrupt.ā Silver exhales in relief. āAt least weāre both unharmed.ā
Yu frowns. He stands up straight as soon as he can, dusting off his clothes. āI know I am for sure. Howās your finger?ā
At some point, Silver must have somehow gotten his glove replaced. He peels it off to reveal his index finger back to perfectly normal. There is no scarring, no dried blood, nothingājust unmarred skin.
Some of the tension leaves Yuās shoulders. āThank God.ā He looks away as Silver puts his glove back on. āSoā¦ from one castle to another, huh? This is a scarily accurate recreation of Diasomnia.ā
āRightā¦ itās just a dream,ā Silver remarks. āIf nothing else, itās proof that we managed to shake off the darknessā¦ā He closes his eyes. āGood. Thatās good.ā
āDarkness? You mean that black stuff coming after us?ā asks Yu. Just thinking about it again fills him with a sense of dread.
Silver nods. āIf it catches you, it drags you into an even deeper slumberāIāve encountered it a few times before. Iāmā¦ not sure why it showed up as soon as I pricked my finger, though.ā
He pauses and stares quite intently at his own hand, lost in thought.
āHow did I let that happen again? I thought Iād learned my lesson after last time, but as soon as I heard Lord Malleusā voiceā¦ā
āSilver,ā Yu interrupts. āUm, I donāt really get what happened, but we need to figure out where to go from hereā¦ā He gestures vaguely at the pathway before them and the grand exterior of Diasomnia.
āAhā! Right.ā Silver lets his hand fall back to his side, looking towards the dream version of his dormitory. āLetās assess the situation first. I believe the owner of this dream will be inside.ā
āLead the way, then.ā
Before they head into the main building, Yu hesitates and turns to look back. Where the winding cobblestone bridge towards the exit mirror normally would be is an opaque, all-consuming fog. Amidst that fog are wisps of green; magical fireflies flitting back and forth, shining like emeralds.Ā
So this was made possible byā¦
āYu?ā Silver calls, already a few meters away.
Shaking his head to rid himself of any irrelevant thoughts, Yu turns back around. āComing, sorry!ā
He hurries down the path, trying not to look back again.
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