Swords Feel Different When In Dreams 2.5

As I laid my extending head on the couch in my room after I learned we don't have classes the first day, I stood down thinking about my sword troubles. What was I supposed to do with a sword that I couldn't resonate with, even though I haven't held an iron sword yet if it was even a little bit like the wooden one I was doomed. The sword in my dreams made me feel as If I was holding a part of me like a treasured lover. But when I held the wooden sword I felt like I was only using it for the sake of using it and nothing else.

"...I need to have that dream again," I said looking at the ceiling one of my hands on my stomach thanks to how much I ate "It's undeniable at this point."

I wasn't anything special, I knew I wasn't but I still wanna for some reason fight it's like you've been holding out on a diet for so long and when you finally get to eat meat you just eat again and again not being able to stop, that's how I feel for holding that sword in my current state.

Maybe I can manifest it?

I sprang up, realizing my great idea. What if I can do it? My eyes shined like a dog seeing food in his bowl but my excitement died down fast as I realized how it was possible. You can get a blacksmith to do it but was it possible to replicate a sword from somebodies dream? Neither was I a god that can make things appear out of thin air.

I guess dreams don't come through.

Nevertheless, I didn't give a care in the world. If I had a normal sword I was sure I could easily replicate that feeling it shouldn't be that hard, I quietly cheered.

"If I sleep I should be able to get it." My fantasy reached far and far even though I was ignorant of how impossible it was. Getting a sword from a dream? Shouldn't be that hard in this day and age. Well, a world that can utilize bacteria and molecules inside the human body wasn't really realistic anyway- So did I need to say more?

"I should have medicine for sleep around here" As I plundered through my luggage my hand finally hit a small plastic bottle of pills which I threw into my mouth instantly.

...

It yielded instant results, as I opened my eyes in a dream but this time there was no entity I just saw a boy who was packing his bags much to my surprise, it was just a daily life of a boy just chilling playings old looking games and looking at an ancient phone.

/Authors note/

So as you can see this is a half chapter, so it is not fully cooked since Im doing this while studying. I will release a full one a little later so enjoy.