Carribean

I just woke from the sickest dream.  It had such a convoluted but simultaneously fun plot.
It was alternate history where this magical black pearl had the ability to give intellect and inventions n shit to people, almost asscreed style. The persian nation sent a ship out in 600 and it crashed off the coast of the aztecs. One aztec guy found the pearl, and the native americans were about as advanced as europeans by 1300. The aztecs became an empire called the Scotorpio Emnutu. Fast forward a little and i was one of the first explorers the aztec sent out to look for the persians, because they'd dug out their ships. The Spanish fleet attacked my ships on the open sea after a few days of sailing but damn the coast and shit looked gorgeous. A few decades later, me and a bud of mine are with morgan freeman (I know he's the actor, but also, he's a real person too). He rescued us from a ship wreck as a kid. He's kinda aristocracy himself, so we studied in this internationally acclaimed college, whose roots go back to the pearl. The Chinese, the middle east, europe, the new world, all of them tried to send their kids here. But afterwards, we weren't aristocracy, so we just worked with morgan freeman as this sopranoesque carribean tax collectors (around 1700s). On one island I run into classmates from the college, which included fucking alice yu. Also I almost got chopped up by this asian restaurant owner who hadn't paid his taxes and had killed the previous tax collectors. I know it was prpgressing somewhere, some run in with the pearl probably, but I woke up at like 4 in the afternoon.