Dream Plaza/Dream Exploration: Recovering a Body in a Ruined Goddess Temple, Braving the Underworld to Uncover the Mysteries of Life and Death

Dream Exploration: Recovering a Body in a Ruined Goddess Temple, Braving the Underworld to Uncover the Mysteries of Life and Death

A ruined goddess temple, covering a massive area. Upon entering, although there was a statue of the goddess, it lacked divine consciousness. While a group of girls and I were wandering around and digg

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A ruined goddess temple, covering a massive area. Upon entering, although there was a statue of the goddess, it lacked divine consciousness. While a group of girls and I were wandering around and digging randomly, we found the sealed body of the goddess. The body was in a large chest not far from the statue. After opening the chest, the goddess's body returned to its place like a soul possessing it, but the head was sealed elsewhere. We opened an area map that looked like a video game map, and then searched for the location of the goddess's head based on intuition. At this time, a group of men arrived. The leader felt like he was on the same tier as the goddess. Our intuition told us that he was the one who had beheaded her, so some of us distracted him while others continued searching for the head. The people searching for the head split into two groups: one dug into the ground, and the other destroyed surface structures. After searching for a long time (it seemed we gained magic powers after the goddess's body was restored, allowing us to move objects), I found a hoe. To avoid drawing the men's attention, I used magic to pull the hoe over. I then arrived at a place that looked like a suppression site and directed the hoe to dig. It dug for a long time with no news on my end, but the other group found the goddess's head while destroying a vertical tower. As soon as the seal was broken, the goddess sent us out of the temple. I arrived at a place like a bus stop—a canopy supported by two wooden pillars. There were three people under the canopy: a living soul, two dead souls, and me. I didn't belong to either category; I was neither a living soul nor a dead soul. It seemed that after the goddess's soul was restored, I could go anywhere with a legitimate status. The living soul was male, holding a pass in his hand (like a small stone carved with a Naruto symbol, only the size of a thumb). After he took it out, the canopy seemed to pass an authentication check and began moving rapidly as a whole. It reached the edge of a cliff and plunged straight down, seemingly arriving in the underworld. It was incredibly huge down there. The living soul and I went to the information desk. He seemed to be looking for someone (I've forgotten who), but his aura of a living soul was very obvious. The people at the desk were about to call someone to arrest him, but he presented the pass, so they told him to go to the second floor to search. I seemed to be purely sightseeing. There were many escalators in that hall. We took an escalator to the second floor, and as soon as we got up there, it felt like the Huaqiangbei electronics market, with stalls selling all kinds of products. There were many young people inside, and I sensed that they had all died of sudden cardiac arrest. After reaching the second floor, the living soul and I separated. I went further ahead to a place like a restaurant. There were quite a few people eating inside. I didn't seem to order any food; I just sat there to rest my feet. A few people at my table were chatting, so out of curiosity, I asked them which generation of iPhone they had updated to. One guy said that phones update too fast in the underworld now, and he didn't even know what generation it was anymore. Others were complaining about how quickly phones were replaced. Later, it seems I went to another place, but after recording the previous parts, I can't remember the rest.

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Dream Imagery

  1. Goddess Temple

    Goddess Temple

    Places

    梦境开始的地点,是一个荒废但占地广阔的道馆,其中供奉着被封印的神女。

  2. Goddess Body

    Goddess Body

    Objects

    被封印在一个大箱子里,是梦者和伙伴们首先找到并帮助其归位的神女躯体。

  3. Goddess Head

    Goddess Head

    Objects

    神女身体归位后,其头部仍被封印在道馆的另一处,是梦者们努力寻找的关键。

  4. Leader

    Leader

    People

    带领一群男人出现在道馆,被直觉认为是斩断神女头部的同阶人物,阻碍了梦者们的行动。

  5. Supernatural Ability

    Supernatural Ability

    Actions

    在神女身体归位后,梦者和伙伴们似乎获得了法术,能够移动物品,帮助寻找神女的头部。

  6. Underworld

    Underworld

    Places

    梦境的第二个主要场景,通过一个快速移动的雨棚到达,是一个庞大且充满现代设施的神秘之地。

  7. Living Soul

    Living Soul

    People

    在地府入口遇到的男性,他持有通行证,并带领梦者进入地府进行咨询。

  8. Pass

    Pass

    Objects

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