How Minds Change Novels & Stories

The music fades in my head. My mind goes into overdrive—does he feel the change in my waist? Does he think my tits got bigger? Does he still like it 'cause he’s fond of my tits? I don't know…my body's changing, and I'm naturally short, and if I get bigger, heavier, I’ll look like a thumb. I'll look ugly, and he might... he might look at me differently. Calm down, Peyton. Get a grip. It’s all in your head. He probably just wants to say you're pretty.

But its focus sharpened further. Because this was evolution. Not in form. Not in function. In intent. The child stepped forward. Closer to the eye. “It’s learning what it likes.” Autumn’s chest tightened. “That’s worse than before.” “Yes,” the child said. “Because now it can change its mind.” The eye shifted. Focused again. This time— On something closer. On them. The air thickened. Not with pressure. With possibility. Multiple versions of the same moment began to form—

Only it appeared Sarah had noticed. I whispered quietly as she still squeezed my arm with concern. “I think I had a glimpse of my wolf in my head, is that possible?” “Oh yes my dear, that is quite common. Most of us see our wolves in our minds and even when we are in wolf form it is like we are viewing it as a movie only we can make changes to the movie as we learn to grow with our wolf.” “Oh, I didn’t know.” I looked down ashamed that it seemed I had asked a silly question that seemed so ordinary to others.

I nod in understanding, but there is still a question on my mind. “Didn’t you say that Undeads lose their minds after the transition?” “Most of them do. But everything depends on how determined they are and what their intentions are. If they are forcefully changed, there is a higher possibility they will lose themselves during the change, but if they do it willingly, there is higher chance they will manage to stay sane. Since I was supposed to be the first female Undead, I would have to go through the process a few times, which would cause me to completely lose my mind.” I squeeze her tighter to my chest, just hearing about that makes my blood boil.

In that moment, I couldn't help but feel appreciative for her thoughtfulness. "At the moment, I am actively engaged in the process of comprehending and finding meaning in all the events and circumstances that are unfolding around me. It appears that the Earth's surface is constantly undergoing changes." Kira nodded in agreement, her face reflecting a deep and thoughtful expression as she contemplated the matter at hand. "Going through a period of change can be quite difficult, particularly when it forces you to confront and reevaluate everything that you have grown accustomed to. There are certain situations in life where it becomes essential to focus on personal development and strive for p

"You would hear two heartbeats too, just like I do." Something moved across her face at that. "You would still be you," I said. "Your personality, your memories, everything that makes you who you are, none of that changes. The turning doesn't take anything from the person. It just—" I searched for the right word. "It adds. It opens things up." "Would it hurt?" she asked. I wasn't going to lie to her. "Yes. The process itself is, yes, it would hurt. I won't pretend otherwise." I held her gaze.

"Precisely. Survive where others didn't, and you earn consideration." But the mechanical consciousness added something that chilled us: "Understand—realities that embrace change usually self-destruct within eons because change acceleration is exponential. First change leads to second, second to third, until constant transformation becomes the only constant. Eventually, you change so much you forget what you're trying to preserve." "We won't forget," Love said through her imprisonment, voice carrying despite isolation. "That's why we split—to preserve what matters through separation." "Every reality says that. Then time proves them wrong."

Oggil furiously said. “Huh, why are you shouting? I have ears. I heard everything you said. So shut up Oggy.”Alexis replied as she was irritated but Oggil could still notice the little bit of mockery tone in her words. Oggil’s eyes were twitching rapidly and his ears were throwing white smoke in fury and his face was red like tomato but that's disappointing because Alexis could not see him right now since Oggil was in his soul form and he was talking with her in her mind.

“The fact that, one, you were young when this occurred, two, you rose in rank pretty quickly, and three, you’re naturally strong, is what probably save you.” “What do you mean,” he asked. “Okay, firstly, a young mind is more malleable. The older we get, the stronger the mind becomes. It’s like if something is trying to force itself inside someone’s mind, it’s harder to do with someone older than younger. At least it’s the rule with everything human or human-ish. The moment something as free will, as what doesn’t, tend to be set in its ways from the get go. You know how we say old people are stubborn?”

Her presence was comforting, a soothing presence amidst the chaos of my thoughts. "El, we've been gone for a long time, and many things can happen that may bring this changes that have taken place between Aiden and Jayden," she replied, her voice a gentle murmur in my mind. "Time has a way of shaping people, of moulding them into different versions of themselves."