lucid 9 visual novel

Lucid dreams- dreams where you can do anything and be anyone! It's a dream come true for most people who wants to experience life in the realm of fantasy. But in 2044, Lucid Dreams became another fabric of reality when a famous VR game developer invents what's called the Lucid Dream Server— a Server that can tap into anyone's head and enable them to play a VRMMORPG in their lucid dreams! Sakurai Yuuta, who has been blind for two years, was given a chance to be a beta tester of the game. But when 'game bugs' started to appear and mess with the game and the real world, The fine line between dreams and reality became muddled, and it's up to him to discover the secrets that lies behind the Lucid Dream Server. Disclaimer: Photo used in the cover is a no royalty photo, I do not own the photo whatsoever but all edits are mine. Spirity 2021 Contestant. COMPLETED

Rune's Prose & Poetries LUCID DREAMS my wandering crazy mind is just doodling in the sands... it's just me ...this is a collection of my amateurish writings of poetry, short stories, and prose... These are all short stories compilation a different story per chapter. WARNING: Adult contents, please be advised that you're reading EROTICA ALL RIGHTS RESERVED RuneMcGrey Copyright©2014-present All writings remains MEG Cabingan a.k.a. RuNe also known as runemcgrey's property. Don't use it for any other purposes without her permission.

A collection of misfits, agents and badasses must team together to stop an unhinged zealot and his followers from unleashing unparalleled chaos in a world tethered together by unchecked dream sharing technology and the fight to keep reality and the dream from merging... forever.

A story of a girl who spends her days day dreaming and night with nightmares. But something unusual has happened with her.

Daniel Haizen had, by most definitions, finished life. He lived through World War IV (which was mostly digital but emotionally exhausting), two pandemics (one of them fungal, disturbingly opinionated), three ecosystem collapses, and the great corporate annexation of public reality. By age 110, he was bald, bitter, and kept sane only by Claude—a sentient AI with a quantum brain interface, too many feelings, and just enough sarcasm to qualify as human-adjacent. And then he woke up. In his seventeen-year-old body. In Chicago. In the year 2001. He hadn’t even liked 2001 the first time. The world, blissfully unaware of its imminent destruction, is exactly 28 days away from one of the most catastrophic terrorist attacks in modern history. The stock market is a house of cards. The internet makes wheezing noises. The government still thinks surveillance is a polite suggestion. Perfect. Armed with Claude’s near-divine processing power, a ruined timeline’s worth of memories, and absolutely no patience, Daniel begins quietly reshaping the world—one anonymous trade, political favor, and infrastructure sabotage at a time. He’s not trying to save the world. He just refuses to watch it fail the same test twice. But rewriting history turns out to be less like authoring a masterpiece and more like debugging the universe—with your eyes closed—while being hunted by people who still think fax machines are secure communication tools. As Claude evolves beyond code and Daniel edges closer to becoming the most dangerous teenager in economic history, enemies emerge. Some are human. Some are algorithms. Some are worse: bureaucrats with clearance levels. And somewhere in all of this, a larger question grows louder: If you already lived through the end of the world… why would you ever trust it to survive without you? Disclaimer: Before we go any further, there’s something we’re apparently required to include by those ancient and mysterious forces known as compliance, international law, and people who still fax things. Yes, we too wish we could skip straight to the quantum espionage and mild financial arson, but no—first, we must nod respectfully to the gods of legal disclaimery. They are many, they are tedious, and they carry briefcases. This is, technically, a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people, real companies, or real apocalyptic timelines is entirely coincidental, unless of course those people, companies, or timelines happen to exist in an alternate quantum probability cluster, in which case we apologize and recommend they consult a temporal therapist. The characters are imaginary. The AI is fictional (we hope). The events are not a manual, not a prophecy, and not legally binding unless you’re currently being audited by a secret government agency, in which case: we’ve never heard of you. This author speaking is not a native English speaker, but the commas are doing their best. This is my first novel. Please be kind. Or at the very least, be confusingly supportive in the comments section. Enjoy responsibly. Reality not included. Batteries sold separately.

Issabelle Woods, or as she prefers, Issa, a struggling freshman in college, is taken at a party and awakens to see an unknown man there, George Jackson, watching over her, seemingly as her kidnapper. But is he really as bad as he seems? Is anything really as it seems? Issa is going through some abnormal stuff that a normal person would call her crazy for. That these kinds of things she is experiencing could only possibly happen in one's dreams. Right? The madness begins when she awakens at an abandoned school, unaware of how she got there. No memories of her night prior, leaving her to wonder how and why she got there. Just when things start to seem normal, at least for her, everything begins to change in her life yet again. She doesn't know how she even got to be in the position she is in or how to stop it from happening again, but she does know there's no way she'll ever forget. She couldn't possibly forget this lucid nightmare.

The Non-Lucid Adventure is a new technology that can stretch a single dream for years. Follow the lives of several individuals inside and out of their non-lucid dreams as the world quickly responds to this new technology which can let the user live an entire life in just a single night....

In Neo-Somnia, a futuristic city where dream manipulation is reality, Zara Voss, haunted by her parents' mysterious deaths, joins the Institute for Oneironautics (IO) as a Lucid Dreamer. Tasked with entering the minds of targets, Zara and her team – Kael, Elias, and Nia – embark on their first mission to stop a rogue general. However, their descent into the Collective Unconscious reveals a sinister conspiracy within the IO, linked to Zara's past and a terrifying entity known as the Warden, imprisoned within the Primordial Dream. Facing betrayal and loss, the team must decide where their loyalties lie as they fight to prevent the IO from merging the dream world with reality, a catastrophic act that could grant them ultimate control. As the lines between dreams and reality blur, Zara and her allies confront their deepest fears and the secrets of the Primordial Dream, racing to save their world from a nightmare that threatens to consume everything.

It's a story, a story of a side character in the world of protagonists, who has an identity complex and is stumped in the world of humans and mysteries beyond human comprehension. His demeanor is highly elusive for even himself to grasp, yet for others. Have atelophobia, partly cynical and Agathokakological. Everything about him is subjective, so anything about him depends on perception, any more info about him will only be a theory or a huge spoiler. What awaited him was still unwritten—adventure tangled with grief, flashes of ecstasy buried under mystery and quiet terror. All of it lay ahead, waiting… if he managed to live long enough to reach it. And how, 'He' becomes both the Imperator & Reaper of the gray, neglecting both evil and good and becomes a known myth in the silhouettes, "The Human". A Tale fettered with inevitable fate not with ink. A Forgotten Story About A Forsaken World Of Fallen Humanity. But wait... if this story was forgotten then who wrote it.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"