Remember Reality Is An Illusion Novels & Stories

The room became silent. The Former King's eyes narrowed. "What was it?" The First Memory hesitated. Then answered. "The first civilization." Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. The first civilization? Before kingdoms? Before history? Before everything? The woman nodded slowly. "As far as modern existence is concerned..." A pause. "...Genesis created reality." The silence that followed was almost painful. Kael blinked. "That's impossible." The First Memory smiled sadly. "Most important truths are." Nova felt her stomach tighten. Because suddenly, the dream felt far more important.

All puppeteers of chaos wearing clean suits and expensive smiles. We control what the world sees, and my father controls the men who make sure it stays that way. Now, he’s passing it all to me. The company. The influence. The blood oath. There’s no time for distractions. I rub a hand over my jaw, staring at the city through the glass. From up here, it looks peaceful. The streets below, the people, they have no idea how much of their world belongs to us. But peace is an illusion. Because every empire needs an enemy.

"Oh my god! I-I did... I did bumped someone. Oh my god!" "What else do you remember?" "Then my car won't stop until I bump some trees and I black out. Where's the lady? Is she okay? Is she alive?" "I'm sorry to say this but she didn't survive and you lost you visions too, that's why you couldn't see anything." When I heard him saying those words, I feel like my heart torn into pieces and my mind went blank. No! It can't be! He must be joking! "Y-you must be kidding m-me right?" I feel someone hug me tight and even heard her cry.

Funny, I am the wife, yet I know nothing--- everything in this household. My memories are all conflicted. It scales from I am Erina, to like, I wasn't Erina. "What the fuck is going on with me!" I rub my temples, keeping the wrinkles away. But, should I run away? Isn't this the perfect timing? Since I died once, I don't want to die again! Slowly, I turn my head around to check if someone is following me. I narrow my eyes to meticulously examine my spot. Fortunately, for me, no one is around. I bet that husband of mine would order someone to check on me since he couldn't care less about me.

, I continued " As you wish”, he responded And very soon after that I took him inside my room and requested him to tell each and everything about whatever has happened before my memory was being deleted " Can you help me to figure out what is the real difference between Illusion and reality because still I am unable to get out of my illusion as I think that whatever you are saying was actually a reality for me, so I want you to help me out in order to get out of my illusion”, I asked him to help me out

I announced as I took my phone and checked something " Guys looked at this photo," I said as I handed it over to them " What about it? " Lyon asked as he gave me the phone " This was a group picture we took at the entrance of blu island, if you remember carefully the van was parked behind us and if you zoom into the picture you’ll notice that the van isn’t there " " Are you… saying…Melody isn’t… real? " Liv said in stutter as she widened her eyes “ Yes, and No, I don’t just think Melody isn’t real but I think everything about her isn’t real. We are having been living in an illusion "

What cannot happen is to let the imagination work more than what actually exists. I rejected what was actually being experienced, or when the illusion becomes perceived as reality, it can lead someone into a world full of dangers, which goes deeper and deeper into a true abyss. You have to be very careful not to cross the line between illusion and reality, repeatedly fooling your senses can lead you to live in a permanent fantasy. We always see everyone in search of happiness, expecting good feelings, but what is really done to get them? When we expect kindness, are we daily kind to others? We want to be around positive and happy people, but are we like that for others?

Nicholas explained, “The truth is, the desert doesn’t exist at all. Everything we see there is part of an illusion. There are two levels to it, a visible illusion and a visual illusion.” “I don’t understand.” Mya shook her head in confusion. Nicholas said, “It’s simple. There’s something there surpassing scientific knowledge that presents that Steedten’s hotel and the desert to us so that we can perceive its existence with our own eyes. When we close our eyes, we’ll see a different form of the illusion. These two illusions are completely different but both exist in reality. Everything that you saw and felt from the moment you entered that hotel was not real.”

"I saw everything happen right in front of me." Collins shook his head frantically, his eyes wild. "No, Brandon, you didn't. You've been brainwashed. The reality you think you remember – it's all an illusion. They've locked your mind in a false narrative." "Does that make sense?" Brandon's voice rose, trembling with fury. "Turn yourself back in. Don't complicate things. Don't push me, because I swear I'll hunt you to the ends of the earth and make sure you rot in prison for what you did."

"What if it's significant even though I know it's not real? What happens if we need something there? Lyra nibbled on her lip. It's dangerous. However, the illusions of the Rift are not arbitrary. If this is what it's showing us, there may be a reason. Reluctantly, the others followed Zara as she headed towards the village against her better judgement. The sounds and images sharpened as they entered: merchants negotiating over goods, children playing in the streets, and the aroma of freshly made bread filling the air. The nostalgia was excruciating. Zara was about to stop when someone came out of one of the houses. Her throat tightened each breath. Her mother was there, smiling warmly and hol