Wake Up To Reality Madara Mga Nobela at Kwento

I said angrily to him. He just looked seriously at me when I said it. Few minutes later, he spoke, “Goodbye.” He said to me in a meaningful way, and my head hurt when he disappeared like a bubble that made me close my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, I saw the light from the ceiling. I was lying on the bed, and I realized that I was in a Mental Hospital. Also, I have realized that what happened earlier was just a dream. Aira’s POV Higit na limang oras akong nakatulala sa kawalan dahil hindi ko matanggap ang nangyaring pagkamatay ni Sage, hindi ko matanggap na wala na ang lalakeng pinakamamahal ko.

My mouth fell open, and my eyes widened in disbelief as I gazed at the sight before me. My Dark. My Devil. His eyes were open, blinking slowly at the ceiling. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Nakatitig ako sa kanya, frozen in shock. I didn't know what to say or even think. Was this real? Was this just another vivid dream? How is this possible? They said he wasn't making progress. "D-Dark. You're awake. You're awake! Oh God! Thank you! Thank you!" I grabbed his hand and kissed it deeply, overcome with joy. But then, he slowly pulled his hand away from me, looking at me with cold, emotionless eyes.

"Marcus! Ano ang nangyayari sa kanya? Bakit itim ang mga mata niya?" Mula sa kabilang silid, mabilis na nagta-type si Marcus sa kanyang tablet. "Liam, ang merging process... hindi ito nabigo. Masyado itong nagtagumpay! Ang consciousness ni Michael at Malphas ay nag-collapse sa isa't isa, nag-trigger ng isang catastrophic neural feedback. Ang 'itiman' na iyan... iyan ang raw data na dumadaloy sa kanyang mga optic nerves. He is literally seeing the world in binary code right now. At ang code na iyon... puro utos ng Prism!"

Adrian immediately reached for his weapon. Julian stepped in front of me. Instinctively. Possessively. Neither realized they had moved. I did. The emergency screens suddenly activated again. One final transmission. A woman appeared. My breath stopped. The room stopped. The world stopped. Because I was looking at myself. Same eyes. Same features. Same blood. Only colder. Deadlier. She smiled directly into the camera. Like she knew exactly what she was doing. Exactly what she represented. Then she spoke. And shattered the last illusion I had left.