Desired Realities Novels & Stories

You are the dream you see together with reality converting to your need, not you obeying it. Dead reality cannot fully occupy you. Your mind is free. Let it ponder. Let it spread. Extremity is knowledge. Extremity is not always a theft. Come in. Join in. Let’s not move in the direction of wind. Let’s counter the wind and move ahead in life.

I even personally saw him off as he boarded the plane that would fly him out of the country. "Your dream has always been to live a decadent life in Las Noira, no? I'll make your wish a reality. There are five million dollars in your account. It should be more than enough for you. If you're good enough, you can lead a comfortable and lavish lifestyle with five million dollars. But if you mess up—" Ethan interrupted me before I could finish my sentence. He glared at me and hissed, "I won't mess up! Just you wait. I'm going to turn these five million dollars into 50 million dollars! And then I'll turn it into 500 million dollars!

them… no longer matched reality.

Some leaned together in ways they hadn’t dared. The house showed them what could be. What they wanted. What they feared. What they had not chosen. “Look at it,” Ava whispered. “It’s showing possibilities. Things that haven’t happened. Things we want.” Jace stepped closer, brushing a strand of hair from her face, his fingers lingering longer than necessary. “Possibilities,” he echoed. “Temptations. Not reality. Only reality is here. Only us. Right now.” Her heart hammered. Desire, fear, and danger coiled together in her chest like living fire. Her lips ached to meet his. Her body leaned toward him before her mind could stop it. But she resisted, trembling, suspended between want and caution.

I have no single concern about the past, and I might as well let these lies flourish in this world. And If I were to make my ideals a reality, Who would even need a heart to achieve that?

The meaning was obvious. The dreamer didn't simply sustain reality. The dreamer became reality. The skies. The stars. The oceans. The lives. The stories. Everything. Forever. The cost was unimaginable. The sacrifice absolute. Kael's hand tightened around hers. His expression filled with determination. Then anger. Then fear. Raw fear. The kind he rarely showed. "Then no." The answer came instantly. The eye above the world blinked. Reality shuddered. Yet Kael didn't look away.

RISK REALITY ITSELF FOR EMOTION? "Yes." *FOOLISH. DANGEROUS. LOVE IS TEMPORARY. REALITY IS ETERNAL.* "Is it?" Kade's voice came through the network. *Because from where I exist—scattered across your precious barriers—reality looks pretty fragile. One person willing to love hard enough, and it changes. Transforms.* *YOU ARE AN ABERRATION. A MISTAKE. YOU SHOULD NOT EXIST IN YOUR CURRENT FORM.* "But I do. And I'm not alone. Look around. Fifteen realities. Thousands of beings learning to exist distributed. All choosing connection over your rules."

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.