How Minds Change Novels & Stories

I asked Alux if there would be many changes to the plot content [The owner has been with Ralius for seven months; in a few months without the owner, as of the background, the plot has gone beyond the control of the system.] [The new system resets the information from the server because the plot trajectory has changed; the system gives the host two last chances.] In front of Marin loomed a system board, on it divided into two green and red buttons to choose from. [Red is the owner switching to another plot; blue is choosing to exist in this plot, but the plot will be completely different from the original content.]

I walked so slowly and so noiselessly out of the room and down the hall. There weren't many people up, since it was technically late, all the nurses were busy in someone else's room checking on them, or were hidden in their office. This made it the perfect time to escape for a little bit and plus I really needed to think about how my life will change without Daniel in it. The sliding doors in the front of the hospital led to the small park across the road, as I slowly made my way towards it. I'm sure it is cold outside, but I didn't pay attention to that and walked out of the hospital.

I couldn't believe she's bringing that out when it was ages ago "We were just a kid back then how would I know?" "Yes Roseanna, you aren't wrong. People do change but the real them will not be able to change itself even if they try really hard to change. The physical body and mind are the only ones who will change but the heart won't." It was meaningful and It hit me. Damn hard. It's like she's saying that because she saw that I've changed. "Did you know he lost himself after you went away to hide from him?" Minutes after hearing that I let my mind process what Grandma said and then my tears just suddenly went out from my eyes.

The mental strain it had was just as bad, if not worse. Some other wolves I have see shift, back at my old pack didn't just go stupid for a while, they lost their minds completely. One didn't shift back to human, he went feral and had to be hunted down before he caused any more sorrow and death, the other, he shifted back to human almost instantly but is now brain dead. With these thoughts a fear washed over me, like the water from a water fall cascading down the mountain face. What if that happens to me.? What if I never change bac.... My thoughts were cut off by the sudden onslaught of pain again, when another bone started snapping, bending, twisting and taking it's place inside my body.

"What happens after the memories are gone? Will I be the same person? Will I lose a part of myself?" Lena's eyes softened with understanding. "Memory alteration is a delicate process. While we can remove specific memories, it's impossible to predict the exact impact on one's identity. Some individuals find a sense of liberation, while others may feel a void or a disconnection. It's a deeply personal decision that only you can make."

Would they be the same person afterwards? And did Prometheus cause change, or accelerate it? Did the difference even matter? “Listen, all of you,” Commander Chase continued, “don’t freak out too much. Change is inevitable - it’s an immutable law of nature. Just be conscious of your mental state, alright?” “Great,” groaned Redstar. “Yet another thing to keep in mind.”

She shakes her head. “Not really, they might adjust their plans a little, but the important decisions, the ones that result in actions tend to change very little once someone has actually decided. They might debate for a while first, but very few people change their minds regularly.” I find that pretty surprising, but I suppose it makes sense. Making decisions is pretty hard sometimes, I might go back and forth a few times, but I suppose if I am still going back and forth on something then the decision isn’t really made. Wait, something doesn’t make sense.

I often hear the saying, "If the weather can change, can people change too?" It's a thought that carries both positive and negative implications. Recently, I've come to realize that people are indeed capable of changing, whether for the better or worse. This realization brings about a mix of emotions, both good and bad.

Maybe he was having problems. “I didn't know this happened; I mean, the change,” he said, already close to me. “Didn't you know that a Mate causes a whirlwind of emotions capable of generating change? It's almost a rule; we're practically born knowing it,” I said, confused. It was common on some occasions, especially at wolf parties, for unexpected transformations to occur, precisely because of a Mate.

He says running his hands down his face. "Mason," I say in a hesitant voice. "I think he might have changed." I tell him. He looks at me in disbelief. "Change? Are you serious." He scoffs. "Well, yeah. People change." I say in a soft voice. "Are you even listening to yourself. You had a fucking mental break down when you saw his face. He nearly raped you and you're talking about how he changed! People like him don't change. He is still a fucking psycho and if you can't see it then you're just to damn stupid!" He finishes and tears pool in my eyes and his own widen with realisation.