I am a fat blond haired guy and we are in the middle of a war. There are countless grey robots on wheels attacking our red bipedal robots. I ask two japanese men to train me in the art of fighting, but they ignore me. Two other men come to me and train me using various tools and exercises. I become strong and I grow muscles. Then, our red robots are being killed one after the other and the cause appears to be lost.

I see two armies. Both of them are separated by a small sea. I fly around, looking at them at a great distance. One army is about to launch a naval strike. At the middle of the sea, there is a boat full of warriors, but it seems that they are scouting the area to prevent the fleet from being attacked. It seems that the warriors attacking are Mongols and that they are invading Japan. The sea is grey with a brown mist hovering all around. It gives the whole vision a ” sepia ” look. To many Mongols, Genghis Khan died but accessed the status of a holy being, a god. Perhaps am I Genghis Khan looking at Kublai Khan’s army?

I then find myself in a golden palace with diamonds on the walls and silvery pillars. I have a small group of warriors behind me. We are all bearing different colors. Our armors are full of precious stones. My own armor is white and golden and I have two small, very sharp swords. I have an helmet and a mask. From my knowledge on medieval japan I believe that I am Takeda Shingen, a legendary ( yet real ) warrior who was renowned for his fierce and courageous nature. We arrive in front of a throne and there is an emperor who is hiding behind his personal guard. They are all red samurais. On the left and right of us, there are two groups of warriors who are now attacking us. On the left, there are warriors wearing armors with the same colors: black, green and white. They all have yari spears. I cut their yaris with my swords and I manage to kill many of them, but then I see that my warriors are behind killed by the other group on the right. They are red and white samurais wielding no-dachi swords ( very long katanas ). I manage to kill many of them, executing feats only a skilled warrior could execute. I jump very high and I run very quickly, attacking and slaying my enemies and then I wake up.

I am a very old man. In fact, I do not even know if I am myself. All I know is that I am in a wheelchair and that many young people are surrounding me. I am in a garden with plenty of different flowers. There is a small creek separating the garden in two. All of the people around me are Japanese. They keep on saying things like ” We should go that way! “, ” No, that way! “. A young Japanese woman is moving my wheelchair around the garden and we end up alone in a silent area. I see a young geisha in a vivid red kimono. She comes next to us and salutes us. She is extremely beautiful. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. There is another Japanese woman with western clothes accompanying her. I ask the woman ” Why are you accompanying this geisha? ” and she says something in Japanese that, in my dream, I understood, and although I do not know what I exactly understood at that moment, I remember that I cried.