What are king dreams about?

So the dream started as me waking up in my bed, I couldn't talk, I couldn't think, I couldn't scream, and I couldn't cry, but all I knew was I was scared. It wasn't just any old kind of scared though, it was the one where you knew you had fucked up and hurt the people you hold the closest, the kind of scared that you'd expect to feel right before you hit the ground from jumping off a fatal height. I realized I could move though, so I got up and started stumbling down my stairs, shaking from fear. The kind of fear to start at the pit of your stomach to consume your whole body until it really settles in what the situation is, but the thing is I don't know what the situation is. I make it downstairs and see my dad sitting on the couch of my living room looking devastated, disappointed, and depressed, or as I will to call the dangerous D's as the occur quite frequently throughout this. He looks at me with a look of the dangerous D's and grief and shakes his head. He tells me to sit down next to him because we need to have a talk and that fear from earlier gets more intense as a feeling of guilt and sadness joins in with them. he starts asking me questions with his head in his palms but get's no response as I try every bit of my power to get a single sound out but to no avail, and he looks up at me again tears streaking his face as he tells me to stand up and shows me the door. I open it to see an empty void, almost as if the world had been swallowed whole leaving my house, and the feelings consume me and I jump. I keep falling and falling until something pulls me aside and I am on this farm like land on a pasture. There is a house and a barn in the distance and the sunlight is bouncing off the blades of shiny green grass swaying in the wind. I look at my surroundings and see an old man in a dark cloak, almost looking like the grim reaper, as he whispers in my ear that he knows what I'm going through right now and that he can help me escape this but I don't trust him and jump off into the void again as he gives me a sad look and shakes his head. My fear keeps growing larger and larger as it keeps ungulfing me in these awful emotions and I start feeling the dangerous D's start to come along. I get pulled one last time and this time I am in a broken down version of my house with my parents giving me the look of the dangerous D's and shake their heads and walks off. After they walk off I see my little sisters, the two girls I had sworn my life to protect, lying there, dead. There skin is pale while they are lying in a pool of blood with there wrists sliced and there throats cut, giving me a blank stare with their jaws unhinged and their faces stuck with a look of an overwhelming look of the dangerous D's along with the saddest, most heartwrenching, most overwhelming look of pure grief. I look in disbelief, every feeling I was feeling before multiplied times one million. My two baby sisters, laying there, dead. I can't take it. Their heads suddenly perk up and they smile with blood gushing out of their mouths. They say that this is all my fault, I made them do this, I went down the path I did and died and made them do this to themselves and my parents come back and stand behind them with the same looks they had before and I look in the distance and see the old man giving me that same look of sadness with an "I tried to warn you" king of look on his face and he turns around. I can't take anything anymore, I can't cry, I can't scream, I can't talk, I can't think, I can just feel these feelings make me do things. The feelings keep getting worse and worse and the fear finally settles in on what the situation is and the fear keeps getting worse from this realization. I am in my own personal hell, being tormented, so I turn around and jump into the void one more time hoping I can escape this hell. I keep falling and falling until I see a bottom, and I know it's finally over so I take a sigh of relief and hit the bottom

I'd make a TL;DR but I don't know how I'd do that with this story. please tell me what this is about. It's the most disturbing dream I have ever had.

One of the weirdest dream I’ve had in a long time.

I recognize the house i was in,someone’s i knew from the real world. I was near the main entrance, talking to a familiar face and there it was a medium sized snake with brown and black striped (crait). I had glance at it while it went into the bushes nearby and disappeared.

Then rite next to it i saw a gigantic “BLACK KING COBRA” crawling next to the main door and it stopped. It arranged itself in a circular way. And there it was struggling to lay-eggs from its mouth(5-6 eggs one at a time). I was standing there watching it with curiosity.
That’s all I remember from the dream. I don’t know what it’s supposed to mean and I’m willing to find out. Anyone who know what it means? Please share your insight.

So we were on vacation this weekend. The king bed was next to the bunk bed. My husband was already awake. I was trying to wake up this morning, but I fell back into a dream state. I dreamt I was telling my younger son, "Just don't touch the front of it, okay?" (Don't recall what "it" was, apart from it being a small object he was holding). As soon as I had said that in my dream to him, he responded out loud in real life. He yelled, "I want to!" I immediately woke up, and asked my husband if he heard those words (which he did), and I also noticed that my son was still sleeping, even though he spoke aloud.
I just wanted to share. I thought it was pretty cool. There's definitely something about consciousness that we don't quite understand!

Hi all, so I had a dream, walking through a palace that looked Babylonian or Assyrian idk… I find a room, a throne room , there’s a beheaded carcass of an elephant on the floor, and a strong God like king, tall with a large crown and large beard, with glowing golden eyes and dressed with a white like robe? Shirtless but with gold jewelry and a large golden crown like those ancient temples in the Middle East. Anyways. He picks up the enormous carcass and lifts it above his head so as to tip the part where the head was removed of the elephant and begins drinking it’s insides as it pours out to his mouth, as he still holds the carcass above he turns to look at me almost as if showing off his great strength in defiance. I’m in awe and I wake up. Anyways lemme know if anyone has any clue to this weird dream

This is my first post here, I apologise if I’m posting this in the wrong place. I’m just looking to see if anyone has had similar experiences.

I don’t know how to explain it but occasionally I wake up still dreaming. I don’t think it’s sleep paralysis, I’m aware of what’s going on to an extent and I’m able to move, talk etc. I can never remember the dream before I “wake up” I just sort of wake up and somethings happening almost like a visual hallucination.

Last night I woke up feeling quite anxious and I was convinced it was raining hot ash in my room like from a volcano or something. Before I hid under my covers I could almost feel the stings of ash hitting me but I feel like that may have been cold sweat. I then crawled out down and out the back of my bed whilst still under the covers, got up, removed my retainer and then suddenly I’m like “what the fuck am I doing?” Then I went back to bed.

One more example from last year:

Again no context, I wake up and I feel like I can see a King Cobra or some sort of snake in my bed. I live in a country where the chance of this actually happening is 0. So I see this snake, panic, jump out of bed and run downstairs into the kitchen and then I snap like “why the fuck did I just do that?”.

I’m not overly bothered by this I’m more just curious if anyone else has had similar experiences.