Absolute Hypnosis In Another World Novels & Stories

For a single moment— Everything went still. Not calm. Not stable. Paused. Then the sanctuary lights shut off completely. Total darkness. No alarms. No system response. Even breathing sounded too loud. Raven’s voice cut through the dark. “Ethan?” Ethan didn’t answer. Because in that moment— He saw it. Not with eyes. With understanding. Something vast beneath reality had fully reached alignment with the network above it. And the sanctuary was no longer inside the world. The world was now inside it. A new pulse hit.

Lately, my world seemed to have taken a strange turn. I was clearly just an ordinary-looking girl. Yet everyone said I was so beautiful they could not take their eyes off me. I was even scouted by a talent agent, debuted as the lead, and became a national sweetheart. I went out to buy a lottery ticket. Out of the blue, I won thirty million dollars. I had money, power, and status. All the things I never dared to dream of before were within easy reach. However, I noticed something strange. My friends were forgetting me day by day.

Damien’s jaw clenched violently. “Say that again.” The scientist ignored him. His eyes stayed on me. “She doesn’t belong to you,” he repeated softly. “She belongs to the next stage.” My body convulsed. Another wave of pain hit me—stronger than before. I cried out. The world tilted. And for a second— everything went silent. Completely silent. Then— I saw something. Not real. Not physical. But inside my mind. Flashes. A room. Machines.

His eyes slightly reddened when he confirmed he was indeed in the First-grade ultimate god-level. “Oh, what a feeling this is to have broken through at last. I feel like I have an extra tacit understanding with this piece of land!” Nash nodded and continued, “Something rather peculiar happened just now. The instant I broke through, I seemed to have traveled to another world. In that area, balls of light brushed past me like meteors, one after another, before they vanished in the blink of an eye! It might be a mirage produced when I broke through!”

I wished to run but I couldn't even speak for I was choking on my own blood. Ezra might had shook from his hypnosis for he pulled away from me regarding me with furrowed brows for he was still in dilemma of what he had done. When his eyes encountered with mine, his eyes widened as he processed his doing. The hold he had over me loosened indistinctively whilst my limp body fell down. The direct hit added agonising sharpness to my already burning body. I couldn't process anything whist hearing loud voice of males. Their eyes broadened as they inspected me with a perceptible shock in their eyes.

The distorted images and pictograms almost seemed to shiver and pulse with some sort of alien, hypnotic rhythm the longer my eyes bored into them. I froze, transfixed as reality itself took on a wavering, liquid quality around the fringes of the mural's circumference. It was as if the boundaries separating this crumbling room and the impossibility realm depicted in those flowing images grew ever more permeable by the second. 'c'mon, Luna! Keep your focus!' Ria's insistent snarling finally broke the creeping trance. 'Why are you letting yourself get hypnotized by some dusty old doodles?' Blinking hard, I managed to tear my gaze away with tangible effort, the strange distortions immediately di

helping them integrate the supernatural into their worldview rather than fighting it as a hallucination. "We aren't erasing their memories anymore," Evangeline told Emma, who was helping design the visual aids for the therapy. "We’re giving them the 'Subtitles' so they can understand the movie they’re living in." The ink on the LNI charter was barely dry when the first official request for assistance arrived from the San Francisco Police Department. A "Resonance Pocket" had opened inside a high-end shopping mall in Union Square. A group of "Friendly Spirits" - ancient, translucent nymphs from the Earth’s deeper layers - had manifested in the center fountain, and their "Joy-Song" was inadvert

It started small, like a spark, then grew, filling every nerve, every fibre of her being. “Go! Go now, Clara!” her grandmother urged, her eyes glistening with tears and pride. Before Clara could question it, the warmth exploded outward. Time itself seemed to shiver. The firelight warped and stretched, the screams became distant echoes, and the ground beneath her feet disappeared. One moment, she was on scorched earth. The next, she was falling. The world around her blurred, colours and shapes twisting in impossible ways. She felt weightless, suspended between moments, suspended between worlds. Then, as suddenly, as it began, it ended.

Ahnika opened her mouth to answer— "ANNIE!" Katherine's voice, distant and distorted, echoed through the threshold. "ANNIE, COME BACK! NOW!" The mist began to swirl violently. The shadows closed in. "No!" Annie grabbed Ahnika's wrist. "Please, you have to tell me! How do I stop Annitore from coming back?" "There is only one way—" The threshold yanked Annie backwards. The ground disappeared. Ahnika's face stretched and warped as the distance between them grew. "NO! PLEASE!"