In a vast land of pure and solid butter, a dream door suddenly manifests into existence, the words Butter World shown at the head of the door. The dream door is quickly opened, with Toby Robinson, Browny, Prince Charming and Noble stepping out of it.
The dream door closes before vanishing into thin air, leaving Toby and the others in this bizarre domain.
[Welcome To The Butter World]
Toby Robinson: Alright, guys. Let's do this! (Toby smiles before quickly losing his balance and falling straight into the butter, landing in an awkwardly uncomfortable position)... (Groans) It's official, I now hate this place. (Toby says with a frown, his body completely stuck to the ground)
Prince Charming: Then why come here, My Lord? (Charming asks, helping the young dreamer to his feet, but it is not an easy task)
Charming and the rest of the dream beings begin to slip and slide on the buttery terrain, the domain proving just how challenging it's going to be.
It takes a minute for them to find their footing, but even after managing to stay upright, a new problem arises. Everyone is now sinking into the butter.
"Whinny!!!" (Noble sounded in fear, struggling to stop himself from sinking, but it only makes him sink faster)
Prince Charming: I assume you have a plan for this, My Lord? (Charming asks, trying to keep the stallion calm)
Toby Robinson: Of course I do... Browny, do the thing please. (Toby tells him)
Browny's good eye immediately burns bright red, his front paws lifting off the ground and escaping the butter's grasp, those paws also burning with the power of terror energy.
"Raawwwr!!!" (Browny roars before slamming his paws down on the ground, sending out an omnidirectional wave of terror energy)
The wave of energy hardens on the butter's surface, creating a platform for everyone to stand on, solving the slippery ground problem.
[Browny Has Activated His Wandering Terror]
[Wandering Terror: A path of terror that can defy all forms of logic, leading to wherever one needs to go]
Toby Robinson: I still can't believe you could do this the whole time. Did you want to get eaten alive the last time? (Toby asks the dream bear)
"Growl" (Browny responded)
Prince Charming: He said he forgot. (Charming translated)
Toby Robinson: Forgot? How can you forget to use one of your major skills?! (Toby asks)
"Growl!" (Browny responded)
Prince Charming: He said you should kindly stop bothering him. (Charming translates again)
Browny: That's not what I said and you know it! (Browny growls in anger)
Toby Robinson: (Sighs) Whatever, it doesn't even matter anymore. Water under the bridge. (Toby said before staring into the distance, noticing a fast approaching army of butter ants)... Inspect. (Toby quickly identifies the threat level)
[Inspect]
[Name: Butter Ant]
[Race: Beast Type Dream Being]
[Level: Very Low Grade Dream Being]
[Skills: Power Bite]
[Name: Butter Ant]
[Race: Beast Type Dream Being]
[Level: Low Grade Dream Being]
[Skills: Power Bite]
Most of the ants were very low grade dream beings, while the rest were just low grades. This means they're too weak to pose any real threat to the young dreamer, and now he's aware of this fact.
Prince Charming: It might be hard to fight them all in this confined space. (Charming notes while readying his blade)
Toby Robinson: You guys don't have to worry. I can handle this myself. (Toby smiles as his eyes begin to power up with dream energy, charging up for his signature attack)... Dream Beam! (Toby yells, blasting the blue beams from his eyes)
[-25 Dream Points]
[Dream Bank: 1591 Dream Points]
The dream beams cut through the air with incredible ease and minimal difficulty, making contact with the ant horde in seconds and destroying them all in a massive explosion of energy and butter.
Prince Charming: Such power, and it only continues to grow. (Charming thought to himself, acknowledging this incredible power)
Browny lets out a loud roar before rushing forward, running past the bounds of the terror platform and gaining speed.
Waves of terror energy escape from his paws, forming a red road that stretches farther with every stride.
The platform beneath Toby, Noble, and Charming slowly begins to fade, the threat of getting stuck and sinking now almost upon them.
Charming swiftly mounts Noble, and then reaches out to take Toby's hand, lifting him up and onto the steed.
Prince Charming: Let's follow his lead! (Charming shouts, spurring Noble to bolt at top speed)
[Noble Has Activated His Majestic Speed]
Noble runs even faster once the skill is activated, a white blur trailing behind him as he effortlessly catches up to the dream bear.
Noble: Are you trying to leave us behind?! (The stallion asks, easily slowing his stride to match the bear's pace)
Browny: Keep up or shut up, this is no time for stupid questions! (Browny roars, charging forward even faster and creating more of this terror path)
Toby Robinson: Woah. (Toby says in awe, their unplanned destination now coming into view)... Guess this is where all those ants are coming from. (Toby notes, staring at the ginormous anthill in the distance, made from just dry dirt and large boulders, which is strange considering the butter landscape)... I would say this doesn't make any sense, but nothing makes sense in the dream world. (Toby comments)
Prince Charming: We're heading into enemy territory. You must be prepared, My Lord! (Charming urges him)
Toby Robinson: You got it. (Toby barely manages to voice out his reply, strong gusts of wind hammering his face as Noble suddenly picks up speed)... Conquering domains would be so much easier if I could use Clockwork, but that's not going to happen. The overgrown lizard has gotten too smart for his own good, which means we're on our own on this one. Oh God, please don't let us run into a high grade... (Sighs) There's no turning back now. (Toby thought to himself, the threat of the unknown gnawing at his confidence)
Meanwhile, resting in the deepest depths of the giant anthill is the enormous body of a terrifying insect. Surrounded by hundreds upon hundreds of smaller butter ants, this monster holds complete control over them.
Next: Breaking In