Realityquest Novels & Stories

giggled the woman "Never mind Mita, do your job well!" "As you wish ma'am!" Mita, a neurologist who Cally trusts, has made modifications to humans several times. Making them robots for Cally that he guessed, the ones that were modified were the ones who must have harassed Cally's head. Strange indeed, Mita admits that her friend's madness since college, in the medical world, genius madly has only a few differences. Mita looked at the young man in front of her with pity, she was wrong to have woken a sleeping tiger from its cage. Mita starts injecting some fluid into her body. then began to mutate the man's mind from the screen of his laptop monitor

She said in her familiar hispanic accent. "What is an Astral Quest and why am I just now hearing about it???" He asked in an aggravated tone. "It's a bit shrouded in mystery since people tend to have a variety of experiences. What we do know is, once your Reborn the System sends you to some sort of nonphysical realm once you fall asleep, often described as dreamlike or unreal." "What's the purpose?" He asked Prof. Callista.

They would be gods of their own virtual reality. Portal B (The True Real): A jagged, harsh landscape of a dying universe. A world where the Architects had harvested everything. It was cold, it was dangerous, and they would be physical, mortal beings once again. "If you go to the Real," the Developer warned, "there is no 'Respawn.' If you die there, you are gone. And your powers... they won't work like they did in the code. You’ll just be wolves in a world of machines."

“Alright, witch. Tell me what happens when I step through.” Violet swallowed. “Once you enter… you won’t see reality anymore. The Dream Realm will twist your memories, your fears, your past. You’ll feel like you’re drowning in them.” “Sounds like my childhood,” Fenrak muttered. “Fenrak,” Violet snapped, tears in her eyes, “this isn’t funny.” He stepped closer and flicked her forehead. “I know. That’s why I’m making jokes.” Rhea shook her head, fighting tears.

"The Neo-Rhodes Hub is using the Helios-2 quantum-mesh to create a localized reality. Inside their bubble, the 'Breath' is being filtered. They are rewriting the history of the Great Migration in real-time for their citizens." "They are creating a Post-Truth Sanctuary," Declan added, his voice dripping with his trademark cynicism. "They’ve seen how Eleanor and Caspian handled the Grid, and they decided they didn't want a partner, they wanted a kingdom. They’re using our own technology to build a wall of 'Alternative Logic' that makes it impossible for the GRHI to mediate." I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the Thames. The city was glowing with the Grid’s amber light, but my m

"Not through truth-seers, but through technology designed to mimic our gifts." The implications were horrifying. Without the balancing influence of actual truth-seers, such a connection would be fundamentally unstable—all exploitation with no understanding, all taking with no reciprocity. They reached a security checkpoint where Alexander and several Alpha werewolves from allied packs had established a command position. Beyond lay the core chamber, sealed behind massive doors. "They've barricaded themselves inside," Alex explained. "Approximately twelve personnel, including Whitcomb and Councilor Mercer. They're threatening to activate what they're calling the 'Reality Anchor' if we attempt

Trix could feel the rage which he poorly tried to hide coming off him. The Queen raised a brow. "Oh really then what are you doing here," she asked cockily. "For the trap can only be activated if you take something," she said venomously. Someone cleared their throat. "Actually my Queen," Lord Kys stated stepping forward. "It is activated by touch. I foresaw the testing myself as per your request," he stated. Trix knew that she was not in the position to antagonize the queen but she couldn't help herself when she raised a brow bemused.

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

she replied and left after looking at me once again. That night I couldn't sleep I don't know if what I did was right or not if I could one day find my Real parents but for sure i knew that Wayne's happiness matters more than mine. And if it was fate than one day for sure I'll find my parents if god wants it. Before that all I have to do is take care of myself.

“We meet again, seed.” Alex was stunned, he thought. ‘This illusionary realm is quite impressive. The Undead Queen even knows about me being the seed. Truly impressive.’ The queen smiled sweetly. “Do you think this is an illusionary realm? And that this is all just an illusion?” Alex froze. “Is it not?” The queen chuckled. “The buildings and floating mountain you just saw was the true illusion. I have been waiting here for a very long time to meet you again, seed.”