Novel & Cerita Immortal Dream X

The trio—Dylan, Chastity, and Xander—standlocked in a tableau of destiny, the threads of the dream weaving a tapestry that transcended the boundaries of the subconscious. As the dream faded into the recesses of my mind, I found myself suspended between the realms of wakefulness and slumber, the echoes of that surreal encounter lingering like whispers of a prophecy. The moonlit clearing, Chastity's unwavering gaze, and the silent confrontation with my brother became fragments of a nocturnal saga, leaving me to ponder the intricate dance of dreams and the cryptic messages they sought to convey. All the time, that dream never leaves me. It haunts me even in my waking hours. I have never felt fe

He tips his head up, trying to seem casual. He is anything but. I only shrug. “I’m still alive so that is good.” His lips turn down in a frown. “That isn’t funny, Drea.” He speaks softly, not using a scolding tone like I’m sure anyone would have. “I know how much you love moving and doing stuff. But if you’re tired, take a break. Xander will be here forever. The bastard is immortal. Which means you have all the time in the world to make your plan perfect.”

Chad left the stadium and got into Sir Holt's car, where he saw Xyder waiting. "Hello, my name is Xyder. Can we be friends?" Xyder surprisingly initiated a conversation with Chad, even offering him the lollipop he was eating. "If you want to be my friend, I can share my lollipop with you!" Chad looked at the man, similar to his age, smiling as he patted his head. That was one of the reasons Chad was confident about breaking through to the earthbound immortal level—Xyder, a man with immortal bones capable of possessing seven immortal crowns, would soar in cultivation once his spiritual wisdom was restored.

“Kill the Mother, and I inherit creation. Kill me, and the Mother dies with her dream. Either way… this realm burns.” Adrien stared at them both. “There has to be another way.” “There isn’t,” Dominion said. “There is,” Sera whispered. “But it requires faith.” “In what?” “In you.” Her silver hand reached out, pressing against his chest. “You’re not of my making. You were never bound to my dream. That makes you… the only one free.” The realization struck him like lightning. “You mean I can take it” “Yes,” she said. “Take the Dream. Bind it to a mortal soul. The cycle will end.”

Noticing Xyla’s arrival, Sebastian immediately beamed at her and said, “You’re here, beautiful Xyla.” Xyla strode across the room and sat beside him. “Why did you ask me to come here?” Xyla cut to the chase. “I came across an interesting web novel recently. It’s called Immortale. I’m planning to turn it into a TV series, and I would like you to invest in it. What do you think?” Sebastian told her his plan. “Immortale?” Xyla had read this web novel before. It was about the adventure of some martial heroes in an immortal world, Wingardium.

I whispered to her “are you special? How did you come into my dreams?” “I have certain abilities that are unavailable to most of the mortals – I have a gift you could say. I can travel between dreams, however I cannot be seen by mere mortals. I am what the Greeks used to call a ki̱demóna óneiro, a dream guardian. I protect dreamers from nightmares which become dangerous. That’s why I entered your dream that night.” she smiled apologetically. “The nightmares have got stronger since Morpheus was imprisoned and we guardians are becoming weaker.”

Let the games begin. He closed his eyes and focused on her. He was persistent. Once he felt her source he started to tap into her mind. She was defenseless. Clearly Ian had forgotten that tricks of the mind were his specialty. He should have warned her, but it was too late now. He focused in harder and broke through. He could see her restless dreams. He began to paint a different picture. Rolling mountains and a lake. He was walled off her memories of Ian. He isolated her into this dream he created. He stripped her down to a white dress and left her standing in a field. He could feel her confusion and fear. Then he began to seep his power into. He wanted her to be suffocated by, to succumb t

I heard myself say “Since you’re not going to be accepted by your people, you can be useful.” “It’s not that simple, they would try to kill me and as a dreamer I get the most painful death” “I thought dreamers are immortal” I said “With our powers we are but once they get drained, we are just like any other person on both planes” “I don’t think calling for help is working because I’ve been trying to call for help since but I don’t feel anything” I said with my voice shaking with fear “I really don’t want to spend my whole life here.”

Emma: Of course having a shitty night and tons of alcohol does not even stop the dreams from flooding in and here I am up at 4am. I have a quick shower and head out of the silent dorm because who would be up this early. I head to the gym and see that it is closed, I can’t take it I need to let out all this excess energy so ignore the rules and put my air pods on and strap my phone to my thighs and start to run. I know the route in the back of my head so I close my eyes and continue a head. The only good thing is that the running trail does not go into the forest.

(IMMORTAL) “MY TWELVE GUARDIANS AND HOLDER OF THE GODS AND GODDESS. ME WHO IS THEIR PLEDGE MAIDEN AND THE BLESSED DAUGHTER OF THE HEAVENS. WE WILL NOT GET OLD, EVEN IF THE YEARS WILL PASS BY. OUR AGE WILL STOP AT EIGHTEEN FOR OUR LINE IS IMMORTAL, SO THAT WE CAN PROTECT THIS WORLD.” “Immortal.” Whispering the word more than once and many times within the day, she excitedly prepares everything that she needed as her isolation and lies of being dead is what everyone knows about her, and that very word is the title she is now holding.