Realityquest Novels & Stories

"Nyxie, you know who you are. And where you belong." "How do I know any of that isn't just another lie? Or that my emotions aren't a lie? I don't know anything I thought I did!" She bawled into her hands, shaking. "Your emotions are what you create, so it can't be a lie," Len walked in and knelt down by her. "I have no childhood. Am I even alive? Am I just a ghost? What's real?! I've already lapsed from reality once!" "Mistress, be calm, please!"

Though he has stopped monitoring the island every moment… The world that was crazed with digitalization had finally learnt to take a break, to talk, to love, to feel, to unplug but how long this change will last only future can tell…. Authors note: I hope you enjoyed reading Fictitious Reality. It often becomes difficult to distinguish between Fiction and Reality. In such times we should not panic. We should use our wit and reasoning to make the right judgement. Do let me know what you think about this book through COMMENTS and REVIEWS.

"It isn’t a god-complex, Arthur. It’s an interface. Kael has finally realized that the world we live in isn’t built on stone and mortar—it’s built on signals. If you change the signal, you change the reality." "I don't care about the philosophy of reality!" Arthur snapped, his eyes darting to the door. "I care about the fact that if they realize they're standing on nothing, they'll stop being trapped by their own software and start using their grenades. How long until the 'lie' wears off?" Kael looked up, his eyes clearing, the iridescent glow fading to a dull, tired brown. "They’re already starting to glitch, Arthur. Listen."

The message popped up while I was halfway through a lukewarm coffee in my crappy apartment kitchen. *Hey. Still on for Friday? Hotel bar at 8. No avatars this time.* My thumb hovered over the screen. Six months of this shit, and now it was real. No more logging into *Eternal Realms*, sliding into that sleek VR rig, and becoming "Kai," the smooth-talking rogue with the deep voice filter and the body that didn't have my actual dad-bod starting to show around the middle. Just plain old Alex, twenty-eight, freelance code monkey who spent many nights testing beta builds for beer money.

--- Ariana exhaled slowly. --- “That sounds like I’m not real anymore,” she said. --- Oliver looked at her. --- “You’re real,” he said. --- A pause. --- “But they’re controlling how real you appear to others.” --- That explanation settled heavily. --- Because it meant one thing. --- Reality wasn’t just what existed. --- It was what was recognized. --- Ariana leaned against the locker. --- “So this is the consequence,” she said. --- Oliver nodded. --- “Yes.” ---

They were "Engaging." "We call it 'Reality Plus,'" Smith explained. "It’s a world where you can do anything, as long as it stays within the 'Community Guidelines.' No hunger, no war, no pain. Just a perfect, eternal afternoon. Isn't that better than the 'Nothing' you were looking for?" "It's a lie," I said.

CAMILA I exhaled falling to the chair. I had a pretty long time getting a taxi, I guess I'd be using Ubers soon but where do I get money huh? I bet I'd have to start searching for a job soon then I can convince dad I got the tools myself. Yes! Probably gonna put in for some jobs. I walked to my room bringing out the file, I still have to visit the office and know who the fuck is behind my scholarship. I fell to the bed shutting my eyes, I'm sure I need a rest but that'd be later, when I finally settle down in the school. I brought out my phone logging into the group, a lot of messages were waiting for me already. Some were busy talking about Henry, how he's their crush, and how much they hat

Her name was Clotho. "Speak, child. What do you seek?" said Clotho to me. "I want to break a curse--" "It can't be broken" "Please. There must be a way to break the bond between Athena and Altan" "There is. But. I do not advice that you do that" "Please, I am desperate this time. Help me. Help me prevent the terrible tragedy that will unfold in the nearest future" "It is too late, woman" "I will do anything, whatsoever you ask of me"

May asked her heart hopping almost to her throat. "I'm not sure what it is I heard, did you make anything out of the sound? Glenn was scared out of breath, he was really in for finding Emily but the superhero he may have fantasized being while growing up, his teenage self was nowhere to acheiving it. "Like a flapping sound of something, I can't ... Can't tell what exactly." Summer provided a bit of answer, no one else had a clue. "Maybe we should go back and ask for help from the others. I'm having a really bad feeling about this.

It was a realistic picture of the entire yard on a wall but it wasn't real. "Yeah, my dad came up with the design so we'd feel at home if we were ever stuck in here for any reason. That's not really the sun but a 3D simulation in the ceilings using high-grade technology and the horizons aren't real either. They're little screens made with the same technology as the ceiling and the wind you feel is just fans," Micah explained. "Wow, that's incredible," Lydia said. The door of the panic room opened up and Mr Philip walked in. The kids saw him and they all walked over to him.