Illusion Trainer Oblivion Novels & Stories

“Then we end it. From the inside out.” Preparation Begins Roman powered up the old ORION VR shell Petra once reverse-engineered. Alma insisted on being the one to go inside. “He’s my son,” she said, strapping into the chair. “He trusted me once. He’ll trust me again.” Delilah loaded the subconscious mapping program. “You have 10 minutes inside. If we lose signal, we pull you out manually.” Alma closed her eyes as the machine hissed, wrapping around her temples. And then, darkness.

It interwove with Dorian's creation, creating a dazzling and chaotic display of images and sensations. Dorian's control over the illusion began to waver. He struggled to maintain the facade, and I could sense his frustration and confusion. [Keep pushing, Seraphine. We're close] I summoned every ounce of my strength, amplifying the counter-illusion to its maximum potential. The battlefield transformed into a maelstrom of conflicting perceptions, a whirlwind that even Dorian struggled to navigate. As the illusion's grip on Dorian tightened, Cassian seized the opportunity, launching a powerful attack that sent Dorian reeling. With a final burst of effort, the illusion collapsed entirely.

Sally's foot was still bandaged as she asked from the living room, "Sean? What are you talking about?" Hearing her, Sean strode out and held up the receipt right in front of her. Sally sighed after seeing it. "Oh, calm down—it's fake. Rachel must be upset about what happened today, so she faked that report to make you worry." Then, her voice turned tearful as she continued, "I'm sorry, Sean… I was secretly in love with you even after I went abroad, but I couldn't confess to you because I know you have someone else.

In an instant, Wilbur's body erupted in spiritual flames. A wave of terrifying pressure completely engulfed Yumi. She felt an extreme sense of danger and immediately retreated, the shock evident on her face. How was that possible? There was no way to escape the Thousand Illusion Eyes once someone was trapped inside unless their spirit and spiritual energy were far above hers. Her Thousand Illusion Eyes was a natural-born ability as well. It could distort space, causing her opponent to lose their perception of their surroundings and become disoriented, which left her free to do anything she wanted to them.

Maybe the guy had mistaken her as someone, probably from the other room. She let herself relax and let Hypnos' straddle her into oblivion. Clayton is stunned when he met her eye to eye as soon as he entered her room in Doctor Jones' clinic. Her eyes looked sleepy when he saw them but he is sure as hell that she saw him. Her blue orbs looked as if she's trying to recognize him. His heart leaped for a few seconds worried that she might remember him as the guy who maniacally lapped her bloody throat.

Was he so careless to have stepped into a trap? No. This was a fantasy. This was not real! Fane immediately bit on his tongue when he realized this, and the pain cleared his mind! The words 'Divine Void Illusion' flashed through his head. The feeling of being caught in an illusion was familiar, but there was also a hint of unfamiliarity. The familiar feeling did not come from Fane, but from the memories in his head, those that belonged to the ancient master. The Divine Void Illusion was a common illusion attack in the Divine Void World that could invade a person’s mind and attack the victim based on the person’s worst fears. Once they plunged into inextricable fear, they would be unable to r

Then she added, “But if you ever lie to me again, I’ll reprogram your nervous system to feel every spark of guilt forever.” Carl grinned. “Deal.” Meanwhile, Ophelia and Tobias sat under the bleachers near the empty sparring arena. Ophelia tossed a data chip between her fingers, brows furrowed. “We’ve faced the Phantom twice now. What if there’s more?” Tobias glanced at her. “Paranoid much?” “I’m not paranoid,” she shot back. “I’m logical. No one seeds a backup program without at least three contingency plans.” “Fair,” Tobias admitted.

I had to let my driver go because he promised to drop me off at home afterwards. Lucas brought me to a tasteful looking lounge like restaurant. The ambience of the place was warm and somewhat sultry but I didn't mind. I just wanted to order a meal and be on my way. "Aurora do you enjoy working at Valiente's?" He asked, trying to make small talk as we awaited our orders. "I do." I answered. It wasn't always a fun filled place but I was learning a lot. "This is a free space. You can talk to me,"

She stammered, "M-Maverick, these photos, these agreements… they're fake—all fake! How could I ever do something like this? Ophelia is trying to frame me!" Right on cue, tears streamed down her face, making her look utterly pitiful. I calmly reached into my bag and pulled out a USB drive. "Emma, you recorded videos to pay off your gambling debts. Do you need me to help you relive those memories?" Her expression twisted from pitiful to vicious in an instant. She grabbed a cup of hot tea from the table and hurled it straight at me. "Ophelia, you bitch!" She moved so fast that I instinctively shut my eyes and raised my arm to block it. But the pain of hot tea scalding me never came.

he replied coolly, “you remain alive.” She hated how calm he sounded. Like none of this bothered him. Like she hadn’t just been emotionally tortured by fake versions of her family. Her chest still hurt from seeing her mother. From hearing her voice again. “What was that place?” she demanded. “The Memory Realm.” Eliana frowned. “It feeds on attachment,” he continued. “The stronger your emotions, the stronger the illusion becomes.” She folded her arms tightly. “So the point was what? To emotionally destroy me?” “No.” His gray eyes met hers directly. “The point was to see if you would choose illusion over truth.”