Into Reality 소설 & 이야기

Without condition. Real.

And then— for the first time— it closed. Not in disappearance. In acknowledgment. The voice spoke once more. Final. Calm. “Then become what you have chosen.” And reality began rewriting itself around their unified decision. But somewhere deep beneath that rewriting— something else stirred. Something that had been waiting not for separation… but for union.

A tear fell from its face. And reality itself began to collapse. 💥🌌💥

Aria's POV Through divine perception, I felt reality's decision crystallize with terrible clarity. Existence had chosen to end—not through destruction or erasure, but through completion. It wanted to conclude its story with meaning before transforming into whatever came next. "I understand now," reality spoke through every connected consciousness. "I am a story telling itself. And every story, no matter how beautiful, must reach its final page." The shadow rippled with surprised satisfaction. "You accept transcendence?" "Not transcendence," reality corrected. "Conclusion. There's a difference between abandoning a book and finishing it."

I shut the door and go to my bed to lay down. Creator guide us. I close my eyes and I immediately feel the shift between realities. It's a heavy feeling that soon overtakes me. When I open my eyes again I'm standing on the realm bridge. The realm bridge is as busy as ever with jumpers walking along it and a few of them jumping off it. If only they knew what was going to go down tonight. "There you are," Ri says popping up behind me. "I was starting to think that he already took you."

He sighed with his eyes closed, and with a brief exhale, his soul poured out. Impermanence Of Reality In these plane, reality isn't real and imaginative. Everything that exists within is not real, reality within the plane is dependent and depends on the imaginations of it inhabitants to manifest. Immediately William intruded the plane's peace, his imaginations marginalised birthing different aspects into reality. Mostly, peace and order.

More real. Kael was beside me, his silver eyes bright with wonder. "What happened?" "I transformed the void. I made the dream real." He looked at me, at the world around us, at the wolves who were waking up to a new reality. "You did it. You made it real." "We made it real. Together." The days passed. The new world thrived. The wolves lived, loved, wove stories. The balance held. The completion was real. The dream had become reality.

Seraphina stepped forward. “Then we’ll create more space.” Mora grabbed her. “You can’t!” “Why?” “Because the more realities you create, the more rejected realities appear.” Seraphina stopped. “Then what do we do?” Mora looked toward the Author. “We stop creating realities.” The Author shook his head. “That’s impossible.” Sophia frowned. “Why?” The Author answered: “Because reality isn’t being created anymore.” Everyone went silent. “It’s reproducing.” The Birth of the Infinite

Since you, who introduced me to this abysmal reality, should pay for what you've done. "I'm going to get rid of trashes like you, do you understand? I will give my all to survive in my next life, and if, in any case, I can't? I swear to fucking drag you down to hell with me. Let's suffer together in my next life, you filthy devil." Celestin still managed to smirk even though blood was spurting from her mouth at every word she utter.

Out of the deep sleep. It takes effort. So much effort. But slowly, gradually, I start to surface. Back to the real world. Back to the chair by Ocean's bed. Back to reality.