Transcends Reality Novels & Stories

She would make millions. At night the universe bursts with vibrant bright colors. This world had two moons. It is hard to explain. It's all a dream, I think. I get so confused because it all seems so natural. I just showed up one night after one of my angels came and whisked me away. The brain does crazy things when damaged, and you can not distinguish fantasy from reality. I am not dead; however, I am stuck in a dream world. It is like that movie, the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe. When the kids show up in Narnia, everyone knows who they are. They call me AlexiAnna here. It's always nice to get a chance to be a whole new person.

“Everyone who’s brought you up here has probably waxed poetic about the majesty of the endless steppe and the way it builds resilience.” “More or less.” “It’s grass,” Xander said flatly. “A truly stunning quantity of grass, I grant you, but grass nonetheless.” Loren bit back a laugh. “The Windrider would argue that it teaches humility,” she said, with an attempt at seriousness. “That being small beneath an open sky reminds us of our place in the natural order.” “In the marshlands, we are more accustomed to concealment and misdirection than visibility,” the Count remarked lightly. “I’m afraid it’s rather in our nature.”

All beautiful. "This is perfect," Haven-presence communicated. Love-that-was-Haven approving. Reality-that-had-transcended celebrating. "This is what I hoped for. What I worked toward. What I became everything to enable. Humanity and physical reality coexisting. Cooperating. Creating together. Not using. Not maintaining. Not colonizing. Partnering. Joining. Being together. Perfect." Physical reality responded to Haven. Dimensional consciousness recognizing transcendent consciousness. Artist recognizing healer. Entity recognizing entity.

It wasn't magic in any form we understood, not elemental, not mystical and certainly not divine. I stood at the nexus point of all converging realities, Kai's luminous spirit was beside me. I had evolved beyond the simple categories of flesh and bone, beyond the limitations of singular existence. I was something liminal now, a living tether stretched between the state of becoming and the realm of beyond, while my children watched in profound silence as the veil between known multiverses began to part like cosmic curtains revealing an infinite stage.

To her surprise she wasn’t shocked to be speaking to an animal but she wondered in her heart what this could mean? “Am I dreaming?” she asked. “Not exactly.” Well then am I dead? Dead? What does that even mean? What is death? Can conscience be killed? Can someone’s passions and dreams be silenced? Who you are can’t be stopped. She replied. Our life can’t be stopped it only takes another form. She then asked her how she got here. Well she told her “I’m not really sure about that?” There are many ways to our world and many reasons people are brought here. Some come after death. Some are brought here in flashes because the pain of their own world. Some have a very special purpose I was promised

“It feels like stillness was never really there.” Lucien’s voice lowered. “So stillness has been reclassified as a transient interpretation.” The First Existence responded. “Correct. It is no longer a fundamental state.” Rowan muttered. “So reality doesn’t stop anymore. It just keeps doing what it is already doing.” Serah glanced at him. “That is a reasonable approximation.” Elara remained focused. “The system has eliminated the need for discrete motion onset.” The Blood God added quietly. “And therefore eliminated the boundary between potential and movement.”

My knees trembled, but I stayed rooted. "A Vessel is a conduit. A living bridge between worlds. You carry magic that belongs to neither realm, and that makes you dangerous." "Why should I believe what you say?," I spat “Look around you, chaos follows you. You can't deny having noticed it. For how much longer do you intend to ruin people because of your denial?” He said It all made sense. I still refused to accept it but it explained why everyone I loved died and left me. It explained why I knew what the darkness was. I was confused and overwhelmed.

Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me. Then, suddenly, I heard Levi's voice. He appeared behind me and cut through the ropes with a swift stroke. While grabbing my hand, he pulled me out of the nightmare. When I turned back, the Grant family estate was in ruins, overtaken by wild grass and blooming flowers. I held onto Levi tightly, feeling as though all the misfortune and suffering that had plagued me had finally disappeared. That night, I slept soundly for the first time in a long while. …

In real life, transmigration is deemed as an impossible thing to do yet I ended up making the impossible became possible, after all. With that in her mind, Naomi fell quite. After contemplating for a while, she finally reached a conclusion. 'There's no harm in trying it so why not try to make sure?' She got back in position and imitated what that "female lead" had done. She drew out some of the spiritual energy that she have gathered earlier and used them to probe about the situation inside her body. "AH!" She jumped out of the bed. Lisa heard her scream and was jolted awake from her trance.