Novel & Cerita Reality

He looked at her With a lowered gaze. "Come with me." She followed him behind like an innocent looking girl, her heart kept pondering on his words "This here is known as the cave of truth. Some of your unanswered questions would be answered here." He stated simply. She looked in the cave and her stomach was instantly tied into a knot. "It's dark." She argued "You're a warrior," he replied back. "Go in and know the truth, know why your dad banished you, know about the third realm." She gasped when she heard the third realm, she really needed more info on it. She smiled at the troll, then took in a deep breath before entering Into the dark cave.

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He sighed with his eyes closed, and with a brief exhale, his soul poured out. Impermanence Of Reality In these plane, reality isn't real and imaginative. Everything that exists within is not real, reality within the plane is dependent and depends on the imaginations of it inhabitants to manifest. Immediately William intruded the plane's peace, his imaginations marginalised birthing different aspects into reality. Mostly, peace and order.

Inside was a dream; tall walls, open space, windows so big you could see everything yet nothing at all. The isolation of the property both excited and scared me, and the longer I walked around holding Armani’s hand, the more I began to feel a little hopeful again. My concerns over the last day felt silly — presumptuous. Though a part of my brain was still very aware that this could turn sour very quickly, I allowed myself to enjoy this simple few minutes with my fake husband and even smile, just a little bit.

I asked surprising myself. “What!?” I wanted to press on but I restrained myself, I really needed that name, I don’t know why I needed the name I just know I need to get it. The last time, well the only time a dreamer’s name was discovered it led to the destruction of realities… “Realities?” she asked I sighed “What I’m about to tell you must not leave the walls of this room, I warned, there are different types of plains in the world, this part of it only holds ample to zero amount of power”

"No, it wasn't, it was a prisoner. 'Cause all matters what happened to it at the beginning, at the moment it was born. All the things happen to us, to everything, are connected to the beginning, the very moment it began." Lynn stares at him steadily, thinking about the facts he just said. It can be true, can't it? You can only see what your creator wants you to see. Perhaps you will never truly know what's real or what's fake in this world. He heaves a sigh and steps front to his chair. "Oh, Lynn?" calls out Tom. "A guy dropped a message for you in morning. I asked his name, but he said you would know when you see his handwriting."

“No.” Reyna nodded thoughtfully. “Aren’t we taking a risk?” he asked. She shook her head. “If my intuition is right, he will take the bait.” Aluxious gave her a tight nod. He couldn’t help, but worry. He knew better to trust his mate’s instincts. But still, a part of him wanted Reyna to be wrong this time. “What if this doesn’t work?” “Then your childhood friend stays safe and away from this madness.” She left his embrace, sauntering to the door. “Truth is often hard to accept. You can’t ignore what’s in front of you.”

Golding. Alex checked his tablet, his voice calm. "Sherry's husband, Kenny Miller, owns a small trading company. It filed for bankruptcy three months ago after running out of cash. "The bank seized all his properties and cars, and he's half a million dollars in debt. As for Sherry Parker, she doesn't get a ten-grand monthly allowance. "She's been taking out high-interest loans just to stay afloat." The room erupted with gasps. "Oh my God, she's broke?"

The traces of two different realities had overlapped on my phone. "Honey, have some fruit." Brandon walked in holding a plate of mangoes, all neatly cut and diced. In my memory, Jake loved mangoes. Brandon, who was supposed to be allergic, was now eating them without any reaction. I watched him closely, then asked, "Brandon, do you believe in alternate realities?" His chewing paused for a second. "That's kind of philosophical. Why'd you ask that?" "Just curious," I said lightly. "Do you think there could be another world where everything is the complete opposite? People who hate blue cheese suddenly love it. People allergic to mangoes can eat them freely. Even—"