Just a dream.

Dan felt like he was falling.

Falling, falling, falling, like an asteroid coming into the Earth's atmosphere for the first time.

He gained speed, faster and faster than ever before.

Dan turned around, only to see a big dark blue ocean coming ever closer as he kept falling. It was strange, seeing an entire ocean completely still without any waves or currents. He realized that once he landed on the surface, he was probably going to be like a pebble being thrown at a still pond. A ripple effect. He'll cause this ocean to have its first ripple effect.

When the ocean came near, he instinctively closed his eyes to protect himself from the coming splash.

But the splash never came. He felt himself pass through the ocean, but it was like the ocean never even reacted to him at all.

He opened his eyes, to see a white house. No, not a white house, THE White House.

He was... in the Oval Office, wasn't he? The place where the president would sit and do his presidential duties.

But instead of the president, he saw himself. Or at least, some guy who looked almost like an older version of himself. Completely naked and surrounded by girls.

This strange future version of him smoked a cigar as he occasionally suckled on a random girl's tits while four other girls were fighting over giving him a blowjob.

"You are God." Dan heard the girls constantly whisper to this future Dan, which seemed to please him to no end.

"Yes I am, girls... Fuck yes, I am."

Suddenly, there was a massive boom. A white flash covered his eyes, forcing Dan to block the light with his arms. When he finally got his bearings again, he opened his eyes to find that everything vanished. No, vanish wasn't a good word here. More like... disintegrated? Because there was nothing left anymore. Dan realized that he was now standing in the middle of a huge crater, with no idea what just happened.

Then the image faded away. The whole place just faded away like a bunch of sand particles being blown by the wind.

Dan was back in his town again, in the middle of the street where his house was located. He looked around confusedly, wondering why he was taken back here.

Something was different about the town though...

Posters. Posters with his face on it, specifically.

They were plastered literally all over the walls. Where adverts for soda brands and restaurants would originally be placed, all of it was replaced with various pictures and posters of Dan in some kind of... authoritative way.

Pleasure me. Follow me. OBEY ME.

Those were the various words he saw right next to all the pictures and artwork of him.

Before he could even begin to ask questions as to what the hell this all meant, he heard a door open and shut.

Turning his head at the noise, he saw Lisa in some kind of... revealing outfit. Heck, 'outfit' was a horrible way to describe what she was wearing. It was like some sort of... skin-tight cat-suit maybe? The zipper wasn't fully tied up, which revealed his sister's massive cleavage. The lower parts of her body were extremely short pants, sort of like daisy dukes, hiding nothing from the leg down.

Dan saw his sister hurriedly lock the front door to his house, before quickly sprinting off somewhere in a panicked hurry.

"Hey, wait! Lisa!" Dan tried to call out.

But then it felt like he was being shifted forward. Sort of like a platform underneath his feet flying forward at the speed of light, somehow carrying Dan with it without disorienting him.

Dan blinked, realizing he was suddenly now in the middle of the town square. It was crowded, flooded even, with people gathering to celebrate something. Dan noticed all the women in the crowd dressed in a similar fashion to what he saw Lisa wearing just a moment ago. The men didn't look out of place though, wearing normal clothing that Dan would expect most of them would wear. The only part weird about them was all of their hands were handcuffed behind their backs.

Despite it all though, everyone in the area was cheering happily, like it was football season. There was some kind of stage platform set up right in the middle of it all, with huge stage curtains covering something getting prepared backstage.

"Lisa! Where were you?! You were nearly late!" Dan heard a familiar voice shout out ahead of him.

"Mom?" Dan asked, before calling out, "MOM!"

Making his way past the crowd, which felt surprisingly easy as they all seemingly parted away from him to form a straight path. Dan could barely notice this though, as he saw his mother and sister a couple of feet ahead of him.

Lisa was on her knees, breathing heavily like she just sprinted a marathon. Their mom had her arms curled up with a disappointed glare, and was also wearing the same suit like every other female in the gathering.

"I know! I'm sorry mom! I don't know why, but my alarm didn't go off and before I knew it, I was already late to Almighty King Dan's worshipping ceremony!" Lisa apologized sincerely, looking like she almost came face to face with **** itself.

"You should be ashamed of yourself! You almost didn't make it! How would Almighty King Dan feel if he ever found out his own sister-slut was late to his worshipping ceremony!" Her mom admonished her, "Heaven forbid, you somehow missed the chance to swallow his divine cum juice from the Blowjob Ritual! You know he only lets us perform that every week!"

"I know, I'm so stupid! I promise I won't ever make that mistake again!" Lisa promised, "God, I'd rather go through Almighty King Dan's punishment than to miss a single second of his worshipping ceremony!"

Then in unison, both daughter and mother began to recite some sort of prayer, as they waved their fingers and gestured, "May the Almighty King Dan forgive us with his erect cock, (se)amen..."

"What the fuck is going on right now?" Dan muttered confusedly, holding his head as he found himself too confused to comprehend anything that he was seeing.

What is this? Was this actually happening? Were these some sort of vision? Why was he going through all of this? What did any of it mean?

Suddenly, a scream rang out, a scream so ear-piercingly loud that it completely overshadowed all of the cheers from the gathering. Everyone stopped cheering and looked up at the platform. A completely naked girl, with her tits hanging out and covered in what appeared to be dried up cum, ran out in the platform in a sobbing fit of grief.

She fell to her knees and screamed as loudly as she could, "ALMIGHTY KING DAN IS DEAAAAAD! HE CHOKED TO **** WHILE LICKING MY PUSSY AND I KILLED HIM WITH MY FAT THICK THIGHS OF EVIL!" She cried out with such anguish, her face became all red, "I DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE ANYMOOOORE!"

At first, nobody was able to react. Then suddenly, pandamonium started as everyone literally lost their collective shit.

The people closest to the stage immedietally began climbing to to beat the poor girl to ****, her cries being drowned out by the angry screams of her executioners. Everyone else went ape-shit as they grieved in their own way. Some collapsed to the floor into a comatose state, others screamed and ran around as they desperately tried to end their lives in the quickest way possible.

Lisa and her mother, after hearing the news, screamed like banshees and attempted to kill each other out of some mindless form of grief, having no sensibility behind their actions any longer.

The scene was too much to bear, forcing Dan to turn his eyes away before he could get traumatized by the experience. The sounds of rampage, ****, and panic raged on though, and Dan was powerless to stop it.

Then it just stopped.

It suddenly became dead silent.

Dan opened his eyes once more, almost terrified to see the aftermath of what just transpired. But instead, Dan was left further confused as the scenery changed once again.

This time, instead of the town square, he was now in the middle of an extravagant bedroom. The decor of the room was rich and luxurious like it was a part of a wealthy mansion in the richest part of the world.

What grabbed Dan's attention, however, was the sight of an old frail man laying on the bed in the middle of the room. An IV tube was stuck to his arm, as his heartbeat was monitored nearby to show extremely slow beeps.

The old man was surrounded by people in doctor coats, all of them panicking and moving around the place as if their lives depended on it. It was a jumbled mess, as they all spoke over one another in an attempt to try to sort out their ideas together. Dan could barely make out what they were screaming about.

But one sentence did manage to land in Dan's ear from a nearby nurse.

"Don't let Lord Dan die! Please, dear God, don't let Lord Dan die!"

It seemed like this old man was him, apparently. The nurses and doctors that surrounded him were all desperately trying to find a way to prolong his life as long as possible while he was still clinging to life.

The nurse that was by his side held onto his hand as the heart monitor was starting to get slower with its beeps. Her eyes were red from crying and panicking, as she repeatedly whispered into the old man's ears, "Don't die don't die don't die don't die don't die-"

Dan stepped closer to take a better look at himself, morbidly curious to know what he would end up looking like in the future.

What he saw rendered him speechless.

The old man was completely withered and frail, almost like a skeleton. He had absolutely no meat to his bones whatsoever, and he looked like he could break from the simplest touch.

However old this version of Dan was, it was clear that he should have died a long long time ago. Whatever was keep him alive was obviously artificial. His skin was almost to the point of rotting like a corpse already.

Just then, the old man's hand clenched up as he pulled his head closer to the nurse. This shocked her enough to get her to stop and stay silent, as she heard the old man whisper into her ear.

Dan didn't need to get any closer, somehow managing to hear the old man's words as if it was directly into his own ear itself.

"I... am... so... sorry..."

The old man's head fell back on his pillow, and he lost his grip on the nurse's hand.

"Lord Dan?" The nurse could only give a confused whisper in response.

The heart-monitor flatlined seconds after, leaving everyone to stop in their tracks and turn to the sound in shock.

The flat beep of the monitor was deafening in the otherwise completely silent room.

No one moved a muscle. Not one of them moved an inch.

None of them could even believe the idea that the old man had passed away.

Dan watched the nurse look down at the old man's corpse with an expressionless face as if her life just lost all meaning.

Slowly, she disconnected the IV tube out of the old man's arm, and respectfully placed him in a better position to honor him. After she was done, she took the needle of the IV tube and brought it up against her neck.

"I can't live in a world where I can't serve Lord Dan."

Hearing that, Dan instinctively flinched and looked away before he could witness whatever the nurse had planned to do with that needle. He heard a quick noise, the sound of something being spurted, and then the sound of something heavy being dropped.

Dan didn't dare look to see what happened. He couldn't find the courage.

All the other doctors and nurses proceed to lay themselves down and curl into a depressive ball, all of them lamenting the passing of the old man as they laid there and waited for ****, now that they had no purpose in life anymore.

The scene changed once more, being blown away like sand, before Dan found himself in the middle of nowhere. An empty wasteland, destitute of all visible form of life.

Dan, confused as ever, looked around to figure out where he was now. Taking a step forward to explore this empty wasteland, he kept walking as he studied the colorless sky and the lifeless plain that was presented in front of him.

It wasn't until he accidentally tripped on something and fell on his face, did he stop.

"Ow..." Dan groaned, rubbing his face clear as he stood back up again. "What did I even..."

Dan had turned to look to see what tripped him, only to pause in terror.

A skeleton. A rotting corpse of a skeleton, long since dead.

But that wasn't what caused him to become so terrified.

It was the mass amounts of skeletons that suddenly appeared behind him that scared the living daylights out of him.

Tens of thousands of millions of billions of skeletons adorned the plain that he just walked past a moment ago, all of them in similar positions, curled up in a ball or laying on their backs.

It wasn't like this was the aftermath of some massive epic war. It was more like all the people here just... laid still to die. Like they just accepted their own deaths and did nothing about it.

And this terrified Dan. This terrified him immensely.

"I held the door open for Dan because I wanted to. But since he never came back, I never felt like I wanted to do anything else."

Dan whirled around in a panic, shouting out "Who's there?!"

"After I wanted to watch Dan impregnate my wife, he told me that I wanted to go to sleep to give him privacy. I tried so hard to fall asleep over and over again. Nothing else mattered if I couldn't sleep."

Whispers in the wind, carrying out last dying messages like ghosts. They all assaulted Dan as he aimlessly looked around, unable to find the source for it all.

"Dan told me that I wanted to swallow his cum until he leaves. I was so happy to blow him again and again during my holiday vacation. But when he left, and I couldn't find him again, I lost the will to live."

"Dan said that I wanted to masturbate until I cum every time I saw him. But when he stopped showing up, I just couldn't be bothered to do anything else anymore."

"Dan wanted to marry my mom, and that I wanted to give them my blessing. After they got married, I was left alone without anything else to do."

A certain familiar voice called out, one that Dan recognized instantly.

"My best friend told me that I wanted to loosen up and let him do whatever he wants to my girlfriend. Now I just lay in bed, letting him do whatever he wants to my girlfriend."

"Sam?! Sam, is that you?!" Dan called out desperately, "Where are you?!"

"My son said that I wanted to be his personal fucktoy for the rest of my life." Another familiar voice rang out, causing Dan to swivel in place as he searched for the voice, "It was the best three years of my life until he suddenly disappeared and forgot about me. Since I couldn't be his personal fucktoy without him, I didn't know what else to do with myself."

"Mom?!" Dan shouted, feeling tears starting to swell up as he aimlessly turned around and around in circles. "Why can't I see any of you?!"

And finally, one last familiar rang out.

"After I killed him, I never felt so alive and happy. But after it was over, I felt so... empty. I stopped him from using his power to change me ever again, just like I wanted. What else is there to do after that?"

Suddenly, memories of Lisa stabbing Dan, over and over, resurfaced into his mind, and he couldn't help but throw up in disgust.

I made her do that. He thought to himself. Somehow, he knew this to be true. Because whatever Lisa did to him, it was only because he somehow managed to make her want to do it in the first place. He knew that.

"I made her do that. I don't know how I managed to cause that to happen, but I made her do that. Holy fuck..." Dan whispered to himself.

What is this place? Why was he even here? What the hell is he even seeing?!

This is your future, Dan. All the possible futures that happen from hereon and henceforth.

Dan looked up to see a mirror of himself. In this mirror, he saw himself.

Not just a reflection though. He saw the many possible versions of himself that could ever exist.

You used your power irresponsibly, and it always leads to your early demise or the **** of mankind.

"How is this possible?! Why am I being shown all of this?! What the hell is the point of all this?!"

This was what you wanted, Dan. These are the futures that you brought upon yourself.

Dan saw himself get shot in the back of the head by a naked woman who managed to trick him into setting her free.

Dan saw himself getting killed by a nuke after accidentally starting World War III.

Dan saw himself get captured by the government and tortured in various experiments to see how his powers worked.

Dan saw himself get murdered by a woman who mistook what Dan meant when he said 'You want to take me out sometimes.'

Dan saw civilizations collapse into nothing as people everywhere stopped functioning when he stopped caring about giving people new commands.

Dan saw himself, looking down at him with a glare of contempt.

"No... No- This isn't what I wanted! I was just having fun! I was just fooling around! I know that I probably ruined people's lives, but I never wanted society to collapse! I never wanted my sister to kill me!" Dan cried out, falling to his knees as he looked up at his reflection giving him an accusatory stare. "I never wanted any of this!"

This is what you wanted.

"NO! Not this! None of this! I never wanted any of this!"

You didn't care who you hurt.

"I would have stopped eventually! I would have tried to fix things after a while!"

You used your family as your own personal playthings and interrupted the lives of others.

"I know I'm probably some sort of sick uncaring monster, but I swear I would have snapped out of it eventually!"

You would have wanted more.

"I NEVER WANTED THIS!"

Dan breathed heavily, almost literally gasping for breath at this point, as his reflection paused in silence.

After a while, it finally spoke up again.

What do you want, then?

"What do I want?" Dan huffed, repeating the question in his head.

After seeing all the suffering he caused. After seeing all the chaos he unleashed. After getting killed again and again, either by strangers, his own friends, his own family, the people he loved...

"I want to prevent this from ever happening again..." Dan answered, in complete seriousness.

What do you want, Dan? The figure asked once more.

"I said I want to stop any of these futures from happening ever again!"

WHAT DO YOU WANT?!

"I WANT TO MAKE THE FUTURE BETTER, GOD DAMN IT!"

Dan huffed and puffed, feeling his lungs literally burning from all the shouting and crying he had to do. He felt his insides shaking uncontrollably, feeling sore and fatigued all over.

Something inside him changed. He could feel it within him, like a car shifting gears mid-travel.

He wanted to make the future better. Better than the futures he had seen. A future where he doesn't die, a future where mankind doesn't end simply because he stopped existing.

This was something that he desperately wanted.

This was something that he desperately NEEDED.

This was the only thing that should matter in his life. A purpose he felt that he should strive to accomplish, no matter what.

He had no other meaning in life besides that. He had the power to change the future for the better, and he wanted to use it to do so. He needed to use it to do so.

It was then that Dan realized what he just did to himself.

Standing up, he looked at the mirror to see his reflection staring back at him. Not with an angry judgmental glare, no. But this time, with a satisfied smile.

"W...Who are you?" Dan asked.

The reflection in the mirror pursed his lips in thought, before settling with a simple answer, "I guess I'm your guilty conscious. Probably." He gave a shrug, "I 'unno. Shit's weird here."

Dan blinked confusedly at sudden whiplash in personality, before feeling like his whole body was being whisked away.

He felt his body getting pulled, like some kind of invisible rope tied to his waist, pulling him back and back, further and further, until he splashed out of the same ocean he saw earlier when this all first started.

Then he opened his eyes.

Blinking to himself, he rubbed his face, and looked around.

His sister's room...

Ah, right. He just had sex with his sister while she was in that whole pirate get-up. Did he pass out at some point after cumming inside her?

He felt his cheek getting poked, as he turned to see his sister in his arm, "You're awake, finally. Looks like you went into some kind of post-orgasm coma."

"D-Did I?" Dan asked embarrassingly, "That's a first. Man, the pirate outfit must have been really effective then, I didn't realize I came so hard that I literally passed out."

"Yeah, you were out for about ten whole minutes. I was worried you might have died from a heart attack or something." Lisa frowned seriously, "Don't scare me like that next time. What would I have done if you actually died? How else am I supposed to sex with you anymore?"

At the reminder of what Lisa was currently undergoing, Dan felt a dark pit form in his stomach, remembering what he's done to his sister, his mother, and so many other people in his crazy lust-fueled mind.

God, he had been acting crazy this whole time, hadn't he? Why did it take only now for him to snap out of his power-crazy state and realize everything he's done wrong?

He had gone on without his moral compass long enough. If he didn't fix things up now, the relationship and life he has with others might change drastically forever.

While he was distracted with his thoughts though, Lisa took this opportunity to sensually massage her hand into his crotch, causing him to moan and get another erection.

"Was that coma a good enough rest for you, big brother?" Lisa asked, adding a soft tone to make herself seem more alluring, "I know we just went at it, but I'll gladly go for another round... Please?"

Starting with this. He definitely needed to fix... that. As much as he would love to keep her in this state of needing constant sex from him, he knew that he was wrong to do this to her in the first place. Beyond the lust for her amazing body, and despite her bitchy attitude towards him, Lisa was still his sister. Dan had always cared about her and loved her like family, and this **** of his powers had made him forget all about that.

Dan needed to figure out a way to get her back to normal somehow, using his powers. He should also probably be prepared to protect himself as well, since there was this oddly weird and specific feeling that she'd kill him immediately once he fixes her.

How was he going to go about this though?