Dreaming
So I was on this weird world where people could interact with their ancestors with this weird eyepiece in a room (conference hall type) during a ritual or something and one of my brothers was running the thing, or one of them. I don't know what was happening, I think it might have been a scam, but I burst into the room to talk to my brother and interrupted the 'ritual'. Then he, my other brother, and I had to leave due to some catastrophe. I'm not sure if zombies or a plague or even an asteroid were involved, just that the world was going to die or something. Anyway, this is where I find out we were all sliding from one world to another, only I saw a diagram of our journeys and it was like jumping from timeline to timeline and we were trying to fix some things here and there. The only problem was I had no memory of any of this and I may have even died once and they somehow brought me back to life or took me from another timeline. It was weird. I woke up because every world we went to had something really bad happening to it and I didn't want to experience that anymore.
But it was way too early to be awake so after a little time awake, I went back to sleep. Guess what, I was sliding again. This time I wasn't with my brothers however. I don't think. It was a group of strangers and one of them was a kid of, I dunno, I'll guess twelve. I have a hard time figuring out kid's ages. So at one point I got in this fight with a native, but it didn't work really well. I seemed to have no power behind my kicks or punches. There was a world where magic worked and it had these ships in the air and technology was somehow a blend of magic and tech and sometimes half of something would be in a different dimension. Really odd. And then on one world, after running away from green slime I ended up yelling at the kid because he had (and was) pissing me off, I woke up again. Not sure if it was something I ate or the booze I had last night, but the dreams were really vivid and decidedly odd.