Advent: Explorers of Boundaries

Chapter 35: A Price for Salvation

The One leaned in closer to Alex, a dramatic flair in its voice. "Alex, my dear friend, you're not just any ordinary dreamer. You're the Savior—the one destined to thwart Darkrai's evil schemes!"

Alex rolled his eyes. "Oh please, spare me the hero speech. I'm not some chosen one. I'm just a regular guy trying to navigate this bizarre dream world."

The Pikachu with a halo grinned. "Regular guys don't summon iPhones out of thin air, Alex. And they certainly don't argue with cosmic beings in their dreams!"

Alex shrugged nonchalantly. "Eh, it's a lucid dream. Anything can happen."

The One gasped dramatically. "But Alex, the signs are all there! The visions, the encounters with Darkrai—it's all pointing to your destiny as the Savior!"

Alex smirked. "Maybe I'm just an extra in this dream drama. You know, the guy who accidentally stumbles into the plot but has no clue what's going on."

The Pikachu pretended to be offended. "An extra? Oh, Alex, you're selling yourself short! You're the star of this dream show!"

Alex chuckled. "Well, if I'm the star, I demand a better script and a coffee machine!"

The One laughed. "Deal! But first, let's focus on saving the multiverse, okay?"

Alex shook his head, still not buying it. "Nice try, Pikachu. But I'll stick to my role as the reluctant dreamer."

With that, Alex and The One continued their banter, adding a touch of humor to the cosmic conversation in Alex's dream world.

The One's serious tone sent a shiver down Alex's spine. "Wait, what? Anniversaries, Chosen Ones, and saving the Multiverse?" Alex stammered, trying to make sense of it all.

The Pikachu with a halo floated closer, its eyes glinting with an otherworldly intensity. "Yes, Alex. It's all part of the grand tapestry of fate, woven with threads of destiny and cosmic whimsy."

Alex's expression oscillated between disbelief and confusion. "But how can I be the Savior? I'm just a guy from another world, trying to make sense of this crazy place."

The One's demeanor shifted, returning to its mischievous nature. "Ah, but Alex, you're not just any guy. You've been chosen, hand-picked by the whims of the cosmos to play a pivotal role in this cosmic drama!"

Alex rubbed his temples, feeling overwhelmed by the weight of The One's words. "And what about this Chosen One you mentioned? What role do they play in all of this?"

The One leaned in conspiratorially, its voice dropping to a whisper. "The Chosen One is the key to unlocking your full potential, Alex. He'll guide you, challenge you, and ultimately lead you down the path you're meant to tread."

As Alex tried to grasp the magnitude of what was being revealed, The One gestured dramatically. "And mark my words, Savior, the final Dimensional Dream will be a turning point. The Multiverse's fate hangs in the balance, and only you can tip the scales."

The One's dire warning echoed in Alex's mind, sending waves of fear and uncertainty crashing over him as The One mentioned on who exactly he would lose if he did not assume his role. The thought of losing those he cared about most, especially Mr. and Mrs. Vexus and Andrea, struck a deep chord of dread within him.

"Three weeks ago, you came back from Andrea's party and I'm sorry to say this... but that is the last time you will see her as the fateful event will keep you busy." The One announced.

As The One pointed towards the sun, which transformed into a gateway showcasing multiple Universes, Alex felt a sense of helplessness wash over him. The enormity of the situation weighed heavily on his shoulders, and for a moment, he was frozen in fear.