Dunia Imajinasi Novels & Stories

she says, Lee looked at her hard " you seem to know the answer why don't you help your sister out?" I asked coz he wants to act all smart, he did his lil thinking signature " uh this easy stuff, there's uhm Brazil , Barcelona, Botswana,Berlin, Beijing, Brussels, British and more" " Lee are you sure you know the world coz seems to me like your geniuses world has really turned its back on you baby boy - i'll write some ideas down for you I did a lil history back in high school I still remember " I said

CHAPTER FOUR The dream world doesn’t have a specific name so we should give it a name. Fiture or perhaps we should call it……………. Apparently, we don’t build their houses by ourselves, it materializes out of thin air, don’t get confused on me now, we all dream of something whenever we sleep right? Then whatever you dream of can be granted by the grant-master in my world, that’s if it’s deemed useful. Your dream can also be used as a gateway for very powerful dreamers who wants to enter this realm.

Manuel Kagura's P.O.V The sky throughout Mundo da Fantasia was clear as crystal. The animals known as Neutral fera in this magical world of the terrestrial, aquatic, fiery, and aerial are flying freely in and playing around while others are singing. I’m standing in the air like a free bird as I watch the unfamiliar but enchanting world. I’ve never been to this place but strangely, I don’t know how but I know a lot about this world… The Mundo da Fantasia, a world so different from the world I am living in.

If he wasn’t killed or has gotten sick to death, there’s still a possibility for him to be alive since we are capable of living for a maximum of five thousand years. This world where I belong is called Audravaria. It is divided into two kingdoms—the Oqazia that composes of white magicians called Oqans, and Crarene, the kingdom of dark magicians called as Cranes. All of us, in general, are called Audravarians. The other creatures in the three remaining worlds are considered as ‘lower beings’. Audravarians are the highest ones, for we have the longest lives and the strongest powers.

It was dark magick that she spoke of, but is there really magick? After a while of reflecting, I finally hoisted myself up to start on my tasks for the day. I finished my tasks within a few hours, then sat down to write of my dream. The dream of Laylan racing and meeting a brother of light, whatever that was. He was very good-looking, and he seemed to have a good heart. There was something about him that was familiar though. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but I knew there was something. As the day went on, I decided to watch some movies to keep my mind from Laylan and Zelimir. Though The Matrix Trilogy was probably not the best movies for that.

Despite both of them were very real, thanks to the setting, and also since we were on earth, everything seems like a fantasy world that I just made up. “You all see here…this is the world that I called…Fantasma….it’s a world of Medieval fantasy…where there’s a swords, monsters, dragon…and everything that you can Imagine..magics too…I want you all to keep this in mind….these is the setting that I wanted….the vibes had to be maintained as it is…no matter what…”.

Slamet looks confused by the pose Varet made. “You’ll see,” Varet said. Varet was concentrating and suddenly those cassava roots lifted to the sky and flew to the basket next to Slamet. Slamet was shocked by seeing what just happened. “Can this power realize our dream?” Varet asked. “Wh... What was that??” Slamet was still shocked. “Let’s call it Doki-Doki. A power focused on one’s imagination.” Varet replied. “What’s imagination?” Slamet looked confused.

Unless I get a really good lawyer or something. I haven't had any visions either, which is kind of strange. I used to get them once every few days, but it's been almost a week since my last one. Only a few glimpses of this unknown world have crossed my mind; mostly dark forests, villages and vast oceans. In every scene appears the same emotion - emptiness - that surges through the entire space like a flood. Not a single person is seen, not a sound is heard. This makes me wonder if all these glimpses and visions are just a figment of my imagination, increasing my deepest fears of becoming completely alone.

My inner self refused to let me rest, as the tears kept rolling down my eyes The door suddenly opened again and I closed my eyes instantly pretending to be sleeping. I was expecting Mrs Adrian to turn around and leave but she didn't she sat down beside me on the bed and began stroking my hair, those fingers felt like my mommy's fingers "I love you, baby, I love you so much, even though your mommy is no more here, I will always be here for you, I will be your new mommy, from now on I will never let anyone hurt you nor make you cry.' Mrs. Adrian kept talking and stroking my hair, it's just like those days that I spent in the hands of my mommy, her voice sounded like my mommy's, and in a few se