I'm a Stingray?

Eventually they found a nice little spot to rest on, and managed to unload the hero in a way that would not cause him any large pain.

It was fair to say that most began feeling a bit more relaxed, but that too began portraying itself as a problem, because they felt too relaxed...

Inevitably, they became extraordinarily bored. Sure they were happy that Timothy was getting better, but there wasn't anything else for them to do.

They had to face some weird shrimp soon, but that doesn't seem like an option at this very moment, as the sea-pancake would need to swim in order to face that foul enemy.

Of course the rest of this group, could go and face that enemy alone, in order to get this procedure over with; but it didn't feel like the right thing to do, especially since the same boy's family had faced the consequences of some sea-critter's crazy ideas.

So they ended up laying around in the three-foot wide hole they found, and allowed conversation to spread thin by the passing moment.

Gerlach was the most talkative amongst this entire group, and it was fair to say that he spoke a lot! But most of his dictating, included theories and thoughts regarding this whole situation.

It was interesting for the group to listen at his visionary thoughts, but eventually it became confusing as the group could only catch up with half of what this old man rambled across.

Eventually, Timmy began losing his energy as well. His fin was throbbing in pain, which managed to drain a few portions of his energy; but it was nothing that he couldn't handle.

In other words, he could finally fall asleep. Because the energy-raising perks of that meal he ate, were thinning by now.

After a moment or so, he was knocked out cold. And at this point it felt like a relief, because at least he could escape pain for a little while.

And the friends that surrounded him, managed to give the boy quite a bit of comfort; as he trusted them wholeheartedly.

But there was one thing that he had entirely forgotten about, there was another layer of discomfort that wouldn't resist to haunt his slumber!

Almost instantly after he fell asleep, great portions of mental strain began enveloping across his puny brain.

Its effect was strong and began to shed some familiarity, he had experienced it before, and could recognize it even while being unconscious!

And after acknowledging this strain, he expected a variety of weird dreams to strike stronger than a charging whale!

But contrary to everything that was expected, that same mental strain filtered itself out, right at the moment when he entered a dream.

For a second, there used to be a dark void that showed no life whatsoever; but it got swiftly replaced with a polar opposite relative.

Light! His vision was enveloped by nothing but light, and its gentle rays didn't cause him any discomfort. Perhaps illumination in dreams had an entirely different visual effect?

However. After that portion, a luscious green field appeared in front of him. And there were a few short trees here and there as well, but they were spread scarcely across the mass of imaginary land.

Such a scene seemed tremendously familiar, but at least this time he did not feel utter discomfort due to this very sight.

At that moment, he heard a familiar female tone thundering across the air!

It was impactful for sure, but such an occasion became overshadowed by what blessed his vision next.

A stunningly beautiful woman, appeared out of thin air and approached with a gentle pace.

She was wearing a white dress, whose back portions slid across the grass without being stained by various shades of green.

This woman, did not have the most curvy body in comparison to what could be considered normal amongst the masses. She was a bit underweight even, but that failed to reduce her stunning beauty.

Because it seemed like this body-shape suited her best, and her strut of confidence would convince anyone to share the same thought.

Her hair carried a light-grey colour, signifying silver and shining with brilliance. Such hair was short and quite straight, but it perfectly cooperated with her slim edgeless face.

The lady's left arm was covered in a silver colour as well, while the rest of her body truly signified that of a human's.

Such a scene was confusing as much as it was stunning, but familiarity itself began unraveling, the more this woman spoke.

"So you have returned to my realm, new believer." The same lady questioned with confidence to her aid.

"Azelaq?" The hero questioned, as he tried to be sure that this was indeed the self-proclaimed god.

"Indeed it is I," She assured.

After acknowledging who she was, the first thing that the young man wanted to do, was point out. "First of all, I am not following any religion you have."

"Fair enough," She gently nodded, oddly cooperative.

But then she revealed the patterns behind her peace, "You surrendered two souls to me anyway, that's what matters."

Such a context was difficult to ponder over, so Timmy didn't exactly answer it in any vocal way.

This gave the fine lady enough space to question, "Why did you set foot in my realm, young one?"

"I just fell asleep, didn't know that you would visit my head or whatever." The hero followed along, he was unapologetically direct with the explanation.

"So you accidentally entered my realm? I'm not even sure how that could be possible..." The beautiful silver lady specified, as her face curled due to perplexion.

"This isn't a dream?" He asked, as he had it quite difficult to catch up with this whole context.

"Definitely not a dream, your soul has entered my realm. And your body... well it's back in the ocean." Such information was truly shocking, but it had to be included.

"Uh," He muttered, unsure regarding what kind of fear he should feel right now.

"Don't worry," The latter assured with the wave of a hand.

And then added, "I can get you back to your body anyway."

Before such information could have pondered thoroughly, she chose to steer the conversation to another direction. "Anyway, I may be in need of your assistance..."