Novel & Cerita Everything Is Permitted Nothing Is True

The moment where nothing else existed. No past. No lies. No distance. Just truth. Just choice. Just them. And whatever came next There was no turning back.

" Harvey never imagined I would say this in front of everyone. He gawked at me, unable to form a response in that instant. "That's right! It's exactly as you guys think. Harvey's semen has no sperm count! Zero!" I snarled with disdain while slamming the report on Harvey's face. "I was unwilling to tell you after getting the report because I didn't want to wound your pride. "I just never thought you would ignore my feelings and bring home a pregnant mistress instead! Then again, I guess you never imagined your mistress would cheat on you, too, huh? It seems you've been cheated on big time!"

“Yesterday we spoke of hunger. Today we speak of truth. Eris floods the lattice with lies, showing only our quarrels, never our chorus. We cannot allow silence to be our answer.” She gestured to Elise, who unfolded the loom. Its threads shimmered weakly, jagged with discord. “Let the world see this,” Sophia declared. “Not only our harmony, but our quarrels too. Let them see that freedom is not perfect order—it is voices, clashing yet enduring. Let them see we do not silence one another, even when we disagree. That is Horizon’s truth.” Murmurs swept the plaza. Some faces softened, others hardened. But as one by one the delegates stepped forward to speak again—miner, farmer, merchant, student—

Yes definitely… But my mom always said… “Nothing is worth the rush if you have to rush, it was never resll in the first place, it was simplyan illusion!” I took that words of advise and ran with it… Without looking back, with a perfect image in my mind… “To come back to the one that I want to experience my true freedom with.

"While being my model, you are not to meet with any man except I tell you to do so. No man is allowed to kiss or touch you. No man is allowed to hold you without consent and even if you consented to it, no man is allowed to hold you except me..." he got up from the chair, moving into the couch and then staying above me. "... I am a very jealous fellow and I hate how it feels seeing my property being mishandled by anyone. I won't touch you yet...", he spread my legs, touching my womanhood with his fingers, "... I won't do it even though I am tempted to have you here. As much as I want to be your first, I won't do it now.

I felt relieved that he’s there for me no matter what situation I’m in, “Dad, I’m so sorry to disappoint you I’m so sorry Dad.” “You don’t need to apologize, Sweetie. There is nothing wrong about being you, about being who you truly are. I will still love my precious child no matter what happens. I am your ally. I am by your side.” Dad said it with a smile on his face. He wiped my tears on his fingertips, “Thank you Dad, I’m so happy knowing that despite being a third gender you still accept me and love me truly. I’m thankful that you are my Dad.”

--- --- Not into fear— --- --- But into freedom. --- --- The freedom of being fully honest. --- --- The freedom of not holding back. --- --- The freedom of allowing herself to feel— --- And to express it. --- --- And that kind of freedom? --- --- It changes everything. --- --- Because now— --- There was nothing hidden. --- --- Nothing unspoken. --- --- Nothing held back “just in case.” --- --- There was just truth. --- --- And truth— --- Truth is where real love begins. ---

"What you did slowly broke you making it harder on the process and now that you finally experienced what it feels having magical energy you were so happy even though knowing it isn't yours at all. You will break yourself more, you'll feel a much deeper despair and completely throw yourself to the void---" "I said shut up!! Is it wrong to want to live normally like other people?! Is it wrong to dream?! You don't know what it feels, so shut you mouth!!" "You see, I have lived my whole life imprisoned in a room. Not knowing the world, there was even one time that I don't care about it at all. You think you know what living normally means? No, you don't. Because people has their own meaning of l

Completely ours. That was power. Real power. Only power that mattered. And in three days we'd claim it. Celebrate it. Honor it. Share it. With everyone. With everything. With reality itself. And it would be beautiful. Really beautiful. Perfect in its imperfection. Real in its vulnerability. Everything in its simple existence. Just us. Just love. Just life. Just now. That was everything. Always everything. Forever everything. No matter what came after. No matter what happened next. No matter what.

They were "Engaging." "We call it 'Reality Plus,'" Smith explained. "It’s a world where you can do anything, as long as it stays within the 'Community Guidelines.' No hunger, no war, no pain. Just a perfect, eternal afternoon. Isn't that better than the 'Nothing' you were looking for?" "It's a lie," I said.