Okay so the dream itself was very long and involved so I wont get into the whole thing. But, it involved me being just one in a long chain of reincarnated leaders of a group of people who seemed to be drawn from mythology and fiction. The group was made up of a few hundred people and we lived under a mountain in Europe but could travel anywhere through gateways. We were fighting a sort of poorly defined Enemy and our conflict with this enemy was causing destruction in the regular civilian world leading to my group being labelled as terrorists.
I at first thought they were this secret terrorist organization and was just trying not to get killed for accidentally stumbling into their midst so was going along with their talk acting like I knew what they were talking about. Until I discovered I was in fact this leader figure, who acts as a sort of power source imbuing them with sort of special abilities and magic weapons and stuff. However my incarnation and all previous incarnations were merely a representation of a force, represented in my mind in the dream as a field of darkness filled with thousands of stars that had a female voice. We were vessels or tools through which this force could act. The group I led was meant to be co-lead by another vessel of a force represented by a field of pure white light with a male voice, but the vessel went insane and the force has been silent will remain so until the next incarnation comes along. I should mention despite us being reincarnated into the next vessel, our successors are actually alive at the same time as us. Allowing us to train our future selves. So in the dream I actually meet mine and save him from his abusive family.
Now to the topic, after saving my future incarnation I return to the mountain to find it in chaos. The other vessel has died, and the new incarnation has ascended. Now in all the time leading up to this point a certain Nevarran Dragon slayer has been a commander in this sort of guerrilla army I've been leading and she hasn't really trusted me. So it turns out Cassandra is the next vessel and the force she represents has gone a little crazy due to being stuck in the head of a mad man. So she starts rounding up the "impure" (basically all those empowered by me) and there is this big sort of civil war and she escapes and it's crazy.
Long story short she joins the enemy, I have to confront them, all my friends and my love interest die, giving me their strength so I can keep going. I get to the final showdown and she has defeated the enemy but now wants to destroy existence because she doesn't see the point in continuing this cycle. So we talk and I persuade her that she doesn't really have the right to destroy the universe because she doesn't like the way it works, she gives in but the process is already started so there's this vague thing where I'm trying to rewrite existence faster than the forces set in motion can unmake it. It's represented like an incredibly long mosaic done in like an Aztec style of everything from the big bang till now, the white light is smashing existence and I'm following just behind trying to put it back together and catch up.
I manage to and I make all my friends live again, though without out powers and on different worlds and the enemy is gone and Cassandra is in Thedas in the inquisition so we never meet. I manage to be reunited with my love interest but we meet in India while on a trip after university and we get married and have a kid and my father moves in with us and it's all very domestic and mundane and I think that we're free of this endless cycle of reincarnation and war. But then the voice from the field of stars speaks in my mind and tells me I will never be free, that it is my purpose to fight this fight for eternity in lifetime after lifetime, but not right now, for right now I can have peace. And that's how it ended.
There was a lot more, like a long middle bit where we are exposed to the public and become celebrities, but sort of in the way that war criminals and racist actors are. So we had to do a lot of interviews defending ourselves to people who didn't really care what we had to say because we were guilty so we were just supposed to sit on tv and be hated. That was weird. Cassandra was really cool when she wasn't going kinda spiritual space Hitler on everyone.