Revamped. It's now more goofy and less humorous for better or worse
Yes, that's right, the first ever AI generated Wings of Fire/Dream SMP crossover. Ladies and gents, we got'em.
Dream Meets the Dragonets of Destiny: An Epic Crossover
Dream, the legendary Minecraft speedrunner, had seen some strange things in his time playing the game. He'd survived treacherous cliffs, swam through lava lakes, and dodged relentless mobs of creepers, but nothing could have prepared him for what happened next.
He was in the End, perched atop a platform of obsidian, ready to take down the Ender Dragon and claim another speedrunning victory. With his enchanted bow in hand, he fired shot after shot at the End Crystals, watching them explode in a burst of light. The dragon roared overhead, its wings beating furiously as it swooped down to attack.
But just as Dream took aim at the final crystal, something strange happened. The sky above him flickered—just for a moment. The familiar black expanse of the End started warping, glitching in and out of focus. Dream blinked, lowering his bow.
"What the...?"
Before he could process what was happening, a portal opened beneath his feet, its swirling purple energy sucking him in. Dream's world blurred around him, and in a flash of light, he was no longer in the End.
Dream found himself crashing into a dense, humid jungle. Leaves and branches scraped against his face as he tumbled down, landing in a heap at the base of a towering tree. His breath came in gasps as he tried to make sense of what just happened.
"Where am I?" Dream muttered, pushing himself to his feet. The forest around him was unlike anything he had ever seen. It was lush, vibrant, and far too realistic to be Minecraft. There were no blocky trees, no pixelated textures—just pure, wild nature.
Before Dream could panic, a sudden whoosh of wind made him look up. His eyes widened in shock. Above him, five massive dragons were circling in the sky, their scales glinting in the sunlight.
"Oh no," Dream whispered, his heart racing. "This can't be good."
The dragons dove down toward him, landing with earth-shaking force. Dream backed up instinctively, clutching his bow, though he had a feeling that wouldn't do much against real dragons.
The largest of them—a muscular blue dragon with ocean-colored scales—stepped forward, her sharp eyes narrowing as she looked him over.
"What are you?" she demanded, her voice booming with authority. "And why are you trespassing in the rainforest?"
Dream took a deep breath. "I... I think I'm lost?"
The blue dragon snorted. "That much is obvious."
Another dragon stepped forward, this one golden with a warm, kind expression. "Maybe he's not a threat, Tsunami. He looks confused."
The other dragons—an earthy MudWing, a sleek RainWing, and a serious-looking NightWing—surrounded him, each of them eyeing Dream with curiosity and suspicion.
Dream's mind raced. He was face-to-face with a group of dragons straight out of Wings of Fire, and from the way they were looking at him, it was clear they didn't know what to make of him either.
"I'm Dream," he said cautiously, keeping his hands where they could see them. "I'm not from around here. I was in a game—fighting a dragon—and then I ended up... here."
"A game?" Tsunami repeated, raising an eyebrow. "You think we're a game?"
The RainWing, Glory, sighed. "I've seen weirder things. Remember when we thought animus magic was just a story?"
