Minsan natutuwa ako tuwing sasapit na ang gabi dahil doon nagkakaroon ako ng dahilan para takasan ang mga bagay na nagpapahirap sakin.
              Sa pag-tulog ko makalimutan ko  ang lahat makakagawa ako ng mundo kung saan ako nasa ibabaw..          
             Sabi nga nila be carefull on what you wish for....

A collection of my dreams and day dreams of how my mind perceives the world that I am in.

Wyn has never enjoyed the smell of a clinic. He hates the smells of sickness and drugs, of tears and sad people. He hates the smell of psychiatry clinics despite it not being a medical clinic. He hates the smell of disinfectant and alcohol rubs, and he especially hates the smell of the clean, white robes that doctors always wear. It is a pet peeve of Wyn's that he can't quite explain. He simply hates it.
It was the smell of disinfectant that greeted him when he stepped into the psychiatry clinic with Robin. He scrunched up his nose in irritation at the smell as his psychiatrist greeted him with a smile.
"Look who it is," Eve grinned as Wyn and Robin entered her office. "I haven't seen you in a while, Wyn."
Eve is an older woman. Her dark brown hair that is always tied up in a ponytail matches her round and brown spectacles that perches on the tip of her nose. Her big, blue eyes are soft and kind, allowing her patients to feel comfortable and relaxed in her presence. Wyn, however, is not one of those patients.
He hates being treated. He hates discussing his depression with anyone and he hates the hypnotism that Eve puts him under, but today, Wyn has no choice but to go along with it. Though he had lost his inspiration to continue his web comic series, he still cared about the stories that he had written and drawn. They were the result of years of painstaking effort, and Wyn could throw everything away, his fame, his fortune and his relationships, but not his stories. It is the one thing in the world he cares about. Fairytale Town belongs to him, and the last thing he would want is to have his copyright snatched away.
Wyn moved to the soft, white leather massage chair in Eve's office, settled down and closed his eyes without a word.
"Excuse him," Robin said. "He has no manners."
"It's okay," Eve nodded her head. "What matters is you're here now," she looked at Wyn.
She obtained a notepad and a pen from her office table and proceeded to take a seat on the marble chair next to the massage chair. As Eve scribbled something on her notepad, Robin took a seat at the white leather couch at the side of the office.
"Tell me, Wyn, how are you feeling?" Eve asked gently.
"Annoyed."
"I can tell you're pretty tense," Eve lowered her voice into a soothing whisper. "Now, before we begin the hypnosis, let your mind relax. Don't think about anything at all. Focus on my voice…"
Though Wyn hated visiting the psychiatrist, it would be a lie to say that Eve's tender voice did not soothe him. He liked her light, pleasant voice, but hated the fact that he had to share his personal stories and dreams with a stranger he did not trust.
"Now, as you listen to my voice, you're going to fall into a deep slumber…"
As Eve hypnotised him, Wyn's mind travelled away to a faraway land. In an instant, the idyllic island that always appeared in Wyn's dreams appeared in his mind. He could see the blue, crashing waves, the golden brown sand and the big, willow trees. He could see the colourful shophouses, the glittering blue dust in the air and the magnificent castle above the clouds. These images were all too familiar to him. They appeared in his dreams at random and have been for as long as he could remember. The island would appear in his dreams with several blurred figures. There would always be two girls and one man. Sometimes, there would also be an old man in his dreams. However, he could only see their faint silhouettes in his dreams, and no matter the amount of hypnotism that he underwent, he could never see the faces of the people in his dreams. On some days, the dreams of the island would be pleasant and happy. On other days, the dreams of the island would be dark and scary. The dreams would repeat at random. Sometimes, the dreams would recur for days or weeks. Sometimes, new dreams in the same island with the same people but in a different context would come to him.
Wyn have always wondered what this island and the people in his dreams mean to him.
He does not know why these dreams constantly come to him. For a period of time, Wyn was determined to discover the meaning behind his dreams for it was not normal. But after a while of searching and discovering nothing useful that could point to why he was having these strange dreams, he gave up. Even Eve, his psychiatrist that the company had hired for him, could not get to the bottom of these odd dreams. The only thing she could do is to help Wyn remember his dreams vividly through hypnotism.
"What do you see, Wyn?"
"I see…" Wyn found himself in a pub in the island. It was a lively pub with a huge crowd who appeared to be celebrating something. "I see a pub. I see drinks."
In Eve's office, Robin scoffed. "The guy is thinking about drinks even in his dreams. How fitting."
Eve shushed Robin with a frown before focusing her attention back on Wyn. "What is happening in the pub? What are you doing there?"
"I have a drink in my hands," Wyn depicted what he saw. "There are three people seated with me…" Wyn recognised them as the two girls and one man who always appeared in his dreams. "I think…I think I'm happy."
Wyn's brows furrowed as the dream continued in his mind. This particular dream was a cheerful one. The people in his dream chatted, smiled and laughed at each other. Suddenly, a beer mug fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The dream changed. Darkness enveloped him. The atmosphere was now tense and scary. Wyn was confused. He saw a blur of different people and situations in front of him. He could not make out what it was, but he knew the dream was no longer happy.
Gone were the smiles and laughter. Tears, screams and shouts pierced through his ear. A throbbing pain made its way into Wyn's mind and he popped his eyes open…
Wyn's body ached terribly. As he slowly regained his consciousness and the feeling in his limbs, he could feel thick, grainy sand against his bare skin and sharp, spiky objects poking at his back. The sound of tranquil waves and seagulls screeching reached his ears as his eyes fluttered open steadily. His vision was blurry, but he could make out the outline of the azure sky, the fluffy white clouds, and the shrieking seagulls above him. He pulled himself up slowly, using any energy he had left in him to bring himself forward.
He rubbed his eyes, but his vision was hazy. Even so, he could see the pale blur of cascading waves crashing to shore in front of him. He realised he was at a beach, and all of a sudden, the memories of the previous night returned to him. He remembered how he stole the tickets to the Promised Land. He recalled his enthusiasm and excitement of leaving Springton, only for his hopes and dreams to be crushed in the terrifying moment when he was thrown overboard into the deep, dark ocean. As his eyes travelled across the hazy beach, he wondered where he was and how he survived. Before he could figure out an answer to his queries, his eyes landed on a faint silhouette of a girl. Several feet away from where he sat, he could make out a hazy figure of a girl with long, wavy black hair who was tending to a warm fire that Wyn did not realise was near him until he saw it.
The girl turned around promptly at Wyn's gaze, as if she knew that he was staring at her. Wyn watched with blurred vision as the girl approached him. His cloudy eyesight prevented him from recognising her features, but he could hear her voice.
"You're awake," the girl's voice was soft and gentle. She crouched down to meet
Wyn's eye-level. "How are you feeling?"
Wyn stared at the girl. As he opened his mouth, ready to speak, he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his head. His eyes shut in pain and he squeezed his head with his right hand tightly, desperately trying to stop the discomfort in his head.
"Are you alright? What's happening?"
The girl's kind voice was the last thing Wyn heard before he felt his mind go blank. In an instant, his hand dropped to his side and his back fell towards the sand and the tiny rocks behind him with a light thud. Once again, he slipped into unconsciousness, leaving the mysterious girl crouching over his body…

A deadly shipwreck strands a young man, Wyn, on a mysterious island named Alleria. Saved by a witch and his young apprentice, Wyn begins to uncover the magic and secrets behind the mystical island as evil threatens its existence.

Thoughts. I mean what really are they, what is thinking exactly, what creates thinking. Are they bubbles in your head that suddenly pop as you realize something or are they all an illusion made by your head? Think, thought, thinking, thinking about things is just like coming up with a plan am I right? What you are going to say needs thinking and your mind does just that. Just like dreams, dreams are like your own little theatre I suppose you are the director and it plays out as you like, but sometimes your mind plays tricks on you as you dream. You have no control, how do you make dreams, are they created? It's as if your eyelids are the curtains and as soon as you fall asleep. Lights, camera, action! And there you go, you have a dream. Then there are nightmares, I'm sure not everyone likes having these dreams that scare you or make you feel intimidated, you start to sweat and maybe all of a sudden wake-up. These nightmares feel so real at times like it is taking over your mind and you can't have any control, you know it's not real yet your mind somehow tricks you into believing it is, so you feel emotions towards them. Hmm dreams.

A month passed over and it didn't even seem so. We even exchanged our numbers and now would talk for hours on call. Everything that we went through the day was shared and we even made plans to catch up someday, but none of them succeeded. And then on one random night , I experienced a weird yet blissful thing; I saw her in one of my dream. I thought it to be just a mere REM hallucination of my mind. Few nights later I saw her again in my dream, but this time the feelings and emotions attached in this dreams felt very different than the common ones. It all felt very real, it was unfathomable to make out what I was feeling in that dream. the surrounding was hazy and fogyish, I somehow went near her nervously and waved a hello gesture. She just glared at me for a while, which grew me even more concerned about what I was into. 

"So, we finally met." she said looking right into my eyes. 

What in the world was happening. Dreams never seemed so real to me. I could not even think of what I should be saying, was she really here in my dream and she was aware too that we were in a dream. My mind felt being in a grinder where my every assumption were grinded trying to figure out the what was going on. 

She kept staring at me waiting for my response. It was a dream, and more to this...it was my dream. I regained a bit of my consciousness and replied, "Yeah, we did. But dreams aren't real, What about meeting in the real world ?". 

"Its still time for us to meet, first just live this reveries, for this is more magical than reality." She chuckled looking away from me. 

She already had my heart and now she stole my soul. My mind thought of this dream like a supernatural power of mine or either hers. Amazed by this dream, and rather than replying anything I just gave a smile surrendering myself to that dream further. We walked across nothing but fog around us carrying the conversation just like we did normally on calls. As we rambled, the fog suddenly started to get dense and soon it was hard for me to even see her; her voice faded into darkness, and I woke up. An idiotic smile laid over my face, blushing like a fool as if my dream was on repeat mode in my head. But my thoughts drifted on another big thing to be thought about: what if she saw was really in my dream ? What if it was her mystic secret to communicate with anyone through dreams ?  It seemed totally foolish and it really was after all, but my heart was leaning on that dream like a piece of cake. However I settled down my feelings. It was just a dream I said to myself, even if my heart wished for more. 

Like normal human being I locked this dream in my heart, to cherish those moments till infinity. Desires raised even more by passing days, eagerness was raging to know if she knew anything about the dream I saw her. But it got more complicated than it was. I saw her again in my dream, but this time it felt more casual. As if it was normal to see each and talk with each other in dreams, though I never discussed about it to her, nor she did if she too was aware about it. 

It was so much more for me to digest my thoughts, being with her in dreams was now about almost every night. I could not figure out how or why I was seeing her in my dreams, but at the same time I felt like God himself blessed me to be with her, through dreams. This dreamy reality was now a part of me. To make this mere reveries immortal, I started to write down all of those dreams in a dream journal and would always keep it to myself so that no one else would ever know about it; stating it just nonsense and hallucinations, or would just simply make fun of me. Every dream shared with her was setting us closer and closer, though I never tried to confront or say anything about those dreams; nor she ever mentioned any thing specific related to dreams. I was quite sure that it was only me who was aware of this fact, and maybe those were just caused by my cravings for her love. 

A week later, after a few more dreams with her, what hit me was even more weirder than my dreams. We were chatting on WhatsApp , about different conspiracy theories, space-time, life and death including our deepest secrets and fantasies. It felt as if I knew where she was leading the conversation, until in the next moment she mentioned something as if she just read my mind. 

"Dreams..."

To be continued...😇

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Two days after the new ingots and Ervas coronation into a Gazer Emperor, the dreams of a few creatures in the Kingdom of Igni were filled with strange sights.
Kyuu, one of Veronica's Tamed Monsters and originally a Rank 1 Demon Rat that ranked through trials and fights up to a Rank 6 Sparking Giant Thunder Rat was having a strange dream as it slept below Veronica's bed.
Kyuu's consciousness drifted away from his dreams of eating seeds while being caressed by Veronica as he walked through a path of darkness in a world filled with forests made out of metallic trees and a dark sun atop the phantasmal and cloudy sky.
Kyuu, however, did not felt afraid, as he sensed a slight familiarity with it. It was as if he was being embraced by the cold and hard hands of his beloved master, Veronica.
"Chuuu…" he muttered, as he walked through the dark road until he came across a strange monolith, a large totem that erected all the way to the top of this dark landscape.
The totem seemed to resemble several pieces of armors stuck together one after another, covered in dark scales and pulsating flesh.
"Chuu?"
Kyu moved towards it and touched it, caressing its fur with it as it would often do when it asked for pettings to his master Veronica.
"Chuuu…"
Suddenly, the totem moved on its own, creating sharp and long claws, intimidating and menacing… however, instead of damaging Kyuu, it carefully caressed its fluffy fur.
The totem then gave Kyuu a large furball covered in blood, which Kyuu seemed to not understand what it was, but ultimately ate. Kyuu was still a rat, and it always liked to munch on things and eat new things whenever it had the opportunity. Although fur was not its forte, the blood smelt strangely sweet and intoxicating.
Kyuu ate the entire furball as it felt its entire existence acquire some kind of essence within.
"Chuu?!"
Kyuu then glanced at its big body as it glowed in bright yellow light, and then the dream ended as it woke up.
Suddenly, the strange voice on its head that would often tell Kyuu about his strength raising resonated again, notifying him about having acquired a 'the Divine Protection of Ratatoskr'.
"Chu?"
Kyuu sensed that its body did not change at all, and that aside from that, there was not anything new, so he went back to sleep without much thought put into the situation. 
Alongside Kyuu, many other citizens or creatures would receive similar dreams, waking up to the notification of having acquired a Divine Protection of a certain God.
The morning came and a few of Veronica and Ervas monsters alerted them about such changes, Veronica being the first one to notice Kyuu getting the Divine Protection of Ratatoskr despite not being a squirrel nor a squirrel-kin beast-person, he was simply a monster, and monsters acquiring Divine Protections was an incredibly rare occurrence.
Alongside Nidhogg, Kyuu, Gaius, Goliath, Ozgeth, Legion, Aqua, and Charlotte acquired Divine Protections as well.
"It is quite strange, especially because I am not even a Raccoon-kin…" muttered Gaius while rubbing his chin with his metallic claws. Gaius was nonetheless slightly connected with the goddess as he was still a pure beast-men like her and her children, being of the same family still counted… incredibly slightly though.
"Guuu… I am not even a beast-person, gubooo!" said Aqua in disbelief, she was blessed by Ophelia, the Moon Rabbit Heroic Goddess. But in a way, Aqua had a certain affinity with her through the Moon concept, as Aqua had evolved recently into an Ocean Water Slime, and the Ocean Waves were related directly with the Moon.
"Its weird, but I appreciate the powerup! If this can help me grow faster, I will make good use of it!" said Goliath. He was simply completely unrelated to the goddesses, he was a Goblin-type monster and an Undead, not related note even by concept…
"I remember possessing the Divine Protection of Oggoth before I died, but having one from a God that supports Veronica-sama fills me with happiness" said Ozgeth.
"Indeed… To think that I would get three Divine Protections!" said Legion, who had gotten the 'jackpot' within all the people that received Divine Protections.
"Maybe you got a lot because you're many beings into one?" asked Ozgeth.
"It could beee… How about you become one with me, Ozgeth? Your power will increase exponentially!" said Legion.
"…Not interested. Thanks nonetheless…" said Ozgeth, waving his head. He did not want to become one with Legion as he would quickly lose the sense of self if he were to do so, becoming one with the hive mind of Legion's existence.
"It seems that it ended well, although we didn't really plan it as much, it all ended fine" said Ervas.
"Yeah, I guess we did not tell you guys, but after killing Oggoth, the Gods called us again through the dreams, and gave us their body- well, soul parts. We used our souls and mind abilities to distribute them through your dreams. It seems that all ended well" said Veronica.
"What?! So that's what it was… I guess such a conversation with the gods didn't needed to be shared…?" muttered Ismene.
"No, no, we wanted it to be a surprise, a gift. So we kept it a secret up until now" said Ervas.
For them, it seemed incredibly rare as they did not possess any affinity with the god that gave them their Divine Protection… however, that necessity was made not required when Ervas and Veronica visited their dreams and personally gave them pieces of the gods souls, which immediately gave the ones they shared them with their Divine Protections…
"Oh? I-I see… Well, I would had liked a Divine Protection as well… There weren't enough, my son?" asked Jason.
"Sorry, father… I honestly don't know, we did it almost unconsciously so we couldn't really choose who to give it to, it just happened" said Ervas.
"I see… well, maybe some God will see me as a good Hero material in the future?" asked Jason with a mild smile.
"Indeed! Any God intelligent enough would see great potential in you, King" said Goliath.
"Yes, I still can't win in a fist fight against King Jason" said Gaius.
"Me neither! He's insane for being so tiny" said Goliath while laughing.
"He has actually beaten me in every fight we have… I want to know the secret of such strength" said Leonidas.
"Well, father is just incredibly talented. He also has the 'Iron-like Resiliency' Unique Skill, which he seems to have recently noticed to have when I appraised him and told him about it… But that skill multiplies the resiliency of his body with each level" said Ervas.
"Oh?! So that's why I have a strength that I often don't even recognize?" asked Jason.
"It's more like you have an almost unlimited Stamina, your muscles never tense and are always relaxed due to this… well, it is almost unlimited, whenever you burn out of calories, you eat like crazy" said Ervas.
"I see… Yeah, I've begun to eat up to four times what I used to eat before…" muttered Jason as he grabbed on a large piece of roasted meat and ate it leisurely with a bit of tea.
"Anyways, it still quite amusing that you can appear in dreams… is it a new power of yours now?" asked Anna.
"Well, we have no idea" said Ervas.
"No idea either…" said Veronica.
However, both Ervas and Veronica began to consider if it was even possible for any other person to just appear in the dreams of people and gift them Divine Protections from other gods.
Or was it because they were unique enough? They could not truly get to the gist of it, but as they distributed these Divine Protections to their allies, they felt as if their ability to dive into dreams became stronger.
"Perhaps we got something from eating Oggoth?" asked Ervas.
"Was your father good at dreams, Krakenusa?" asked Veronica.
"Fweh? My father? I do not know, he simply was good at manipulating minds" said Krakenusa.
"Manipulating Minds… Could it be? Perhaps that's it?" asked Anna.
"Is the mind related with dreams?" asked Amelia.
"Well, of course, my daughter. The mind is what pretty much can lead you to dreams to begin with, if Ervas and Veronica acquired a big boost in their mind power, it might be possible for them to do more than simply reading minds or something… Perhaps the connection with the manipulation of dreams was created through that boost in their mind power" said Ismene.
"That is insane, pekooo! But do not dive into my dreams, Ervas, that would be very rude, peko!" said Pekorina with a bit of a flush… she seemed to have dreams that she didn't wanted to show Ervas. Perhaps, romantic dreams with him?
"I always dream about eating honey, so you can enter mine and we can eat honey together" said Acathea.
"That's a date then" said Ervas.
"Eh?! Wait! I want to date with Ervas too, peko!" said Pekorina.
"How about a triple date in dreams then? Though I don't know when it will be because I have no control over my Dream-diving capabilities…" said Ervas.
"Dating in dreams? How about doing that, Shade, Anna?" asked Veronica.
"I-I don't think I would be ready for such a thing…" muttered Shade.
"Sure, why not?" said Anna.
"Wait! Okay, I am ready, I am ready!" said Shade.
"Wait, my son, no dating! You're only two years old!" said Jason.
"It's a friendly date, father, nothing romantic" said Ervas.
"W-Well… Okay, if it is just to do friend things…" said Jason.
"I feel like this conversation has shifted a lot from what it originally was…" muttered Ismene.
"Gubo…" said Aqua.
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Please make sure to check out my other novels, I am sure that you will like them! 
My World Traveling System: The Harbinger of Death
Vampire Overlord System in the Apocalypse
Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn as an Ice Dragon with a System
Epic of Summoner: Supreme Summoner System in the Apocalypse

Due to the mercilessness of a wicked God, the Demon Queen’s Soul is sliced in half, reincarnating twice in her third life! Unfortunately for her, one of her halves reincarnated as a Living Armor inside the depths of a labyrinth! 

Reincaranted not as a Living Being, but as a Living Armor, an Undead Ghost inhabiting a set of rusty armor, she will have to survive within the depths of the labyrinth as a Level 1 Monster! 

However, as the former Demon Queen, she will destroy each challenge that dares come her way by relearning all the abilities, skills, and spells that she once held as the Sovereign of all Demons while merging them with the unique powers of an Undead! 

As she rediscovers her previous life powers and knowledge, she begins to build a Demon Kingdom from zero, gathering strong allies and going against the Nations that had deemed of Demons, Beastmen, and Monsters as unholy existences!

...However, a dark shadow looms on the horizon, creeping slowly towards her future as she unravels the mysteries of the world and the gods that govern it. 

And amidst the chaos of her third life, where could her other half had reincarnated? 

Ruthless against her enemies, and compassionate towards her people, she shall reform the Heavenly Laws set by the Gods themselves!

This is the story of the weakest Demon Queen, who has sworn to never commit the same mistakes of her previous lives, and now, she will become the strongest! 

An exciting action-filled adventure with Sci-fi, Necromancy, Magic, Fights against Gods, and Kingdom Building!

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Just let me go die, just let me go die
Just let me go die, just let me go die 
I might not be fine, but that's still alright
Just let me go die, it's how I survive

Broken dreams fill my mind, broken dreams I don't mind
These broken dreams fill my mind, these broken dreams left behind
I'm broken don't you see, my mind lost to sea
Can't you see, the broken fantasy

Just remember me, for who I am 
Don't remember me, for who I was 
Just let me be, just set me free
From the burden of, humanity.

Sometimes I think of who I was, then I think of who I want to be
But it's clear to see, that it's pointless
How can you change who you are, when you are loss like me
Gone on the other side, I think of less

I think more on the world, and what I hope it to become
So for all who know me, it's been quite fun
The end is near for me, my dear friends and family
The other side, let's see my hopeless fantasy

Daily thoughts, really nothing special. This isn't a full blown novel, just things that I thought of that might be interesting. Things that I thought of, that I need to get out of my head.



“You’re hurting me! Stop!” Tabitha yelled. 

 Mark pushed her further into the bed as he took her body against her will. She hated him. Tears spilled down her cheeks as he hurt her over and over. Suddenly, she was running out of the bathroom and Mark caught her, throwing her on the bed and pinning her down. 

 “You’re not going anywhere. You’re mine now. Stop fighting me and things would go better for you.” 

 “I hate you! I’ll never be with you willingly. I don’t belong to you!” 

 Tabitha watched as the room changed and she was in a living room she didn’t recognize. What the hell was going on? A man walked in and sat beside her. She couldn’t see his face. Why was he so blurry? He wrapped his arm around her and she immediately felt relaxed. 

 “I love you,” he whispered against her hair. 

 “I love you, too. How was your day?” 

 “Great. This job is an excellent stepping stone for the job I really want,” he said. 

 “I’m so happy for you. I wish I hadn’t waited so long to go back to school but I only have two semesters left and I’ll graduate.” 

 “I’m proud of you, baby. Working and going to school is hard but you’re doing it. Still want to wait to get the dog?” 

 “Yes. I told you when I’m home more we are going to have a whole house full.” 

 “Maybe one day it won’t be the only sound of little feet pattering around the house.” 

 “Maybe. Let me finish school first and we can talk about that.” 

 Suddenly Mark burst in and jerked her away. She screamed as he punched her. Her head spun and she was suddenly tied to a kitchen chair. Mark was hurting her as she sat there, naked and tied to the chair. What was wrong with the man she’d been with? He seemed to be unconscious and tied to a chair. The scene changed to Mark raping her while the man yelled obscenities at him. She wouldn’t scream. She wouldn’t give him that satisfaction again. The room morphed again. 

 She was in a car. The music was blaring. She was singing along to something. She pulled off when the light turned green and her body jerked. Her head smashed into the window as her car hit a patch of ice and flipped. She was going to die here. Pain ripped through her as something pierced her side. She was hanging upside down as blood dripped onto the roof of the car. Her eyes closed. 

 Tabitha jerked up in bed. She could feel her body was soaked with sweat. What kind of dream was that? She looked over at Mark who was still asleep. She slowly got out of bed and went to the bathroom. She turned the water on and splashed it on her face. Her mind was still racing. She kept having these dreams but she didn’t know what they meant. Who was the guy in the dreams that she couldn’t see? She never could make out his face. And why was Mark always hurting her in the dreams? 

 She stripped her nightshirt off and got in the shower. Once she felt more relaxed, she got out. She hadn’t told Mark about the nightmares she’d been having. He’d been so sweet the past five months. They had even planned Christian’s birthday party. It was this weekend. She dried off and walked out to the bedroom. She opened the drawer to grab some pajamas when she heard Mark’s voice. 

 “Hey. Are you okay?” he whispered. 

 “Just had a bad dream is all.” 

 “Want to talk about it?” he said as he sat up. 

 “Not really. I’m just wondering if they are my memories or not.” 

 She saw him tense up as she walked back over to the bed. He’d told her that he was abusive towards her at the beginning of their relationship. She must have gotten pregnant with Christian not long after they got together. Had he threatened to take Christian from her? Is that why she’d stayed? If any of the dreams were true, she couldn’t imagine any other reason for her to stay. She laid down and tensed as Mark put his arm around her. The vivid images were still in her mind. The fear was still there. 

 “I’m not going to hurt you.” 

 “The dreams are so vivid. They feel so real. I just need you to not touch me for a while.” 

 “I was hoping you were coming to care for me but I guess not.” 

 Tabitha rolled towards him and said, “I do care about you, Mark, but you have to understand that my mind and body are responding to something I don’t understand. I don’t know if I loved you before or not, but the dreams or memories, whatever they are, affect me. I feel fear because you are hurting me. Just give me some time, okay? Eventually, I’m either going to remember something or I’m not. But, if I just keep having these dreams, are you going to change how you act towards me?” 

 “No. I love you and I want you to love me, too. It’s all I’ve ever wanted. And I know I wasn’t a good man and that made it hard for you. I’m still hoping you’ll give me a chance based on how I am now.” 

 He ran his hand across her cheek and she closed her eyes, battling the images she’d been seeing. He was right. She needed to put the past behind her and go with the present. She could feel her heartbeat speed up whenever she thought about him. She would still get nervous and excited when she was around him. Was this love? Was she falling for him? Something was bothering her about the man she couldn’t see in the dreams, though. 

 She’d loved him. She told him so over and over in her dreams. There was always a different conversation between them but always the same ending. Mark always ripped her away from him. What did that mean? What was her mind trying to tell her that she couldn’t remember? Tonight had been the first time she’d dreamed about the accident. Was that what had happened the night she’d lost her memory? The night she’d lost her identity, who she truly was? Was her mind trying to unlock itself and show her what she was missing? 

 She had to shut her mind down. She had to get Christian ready for school and go to work in a few hours. So far, Mr. Jeffries had only had her work during the week. Ever since she’d stopped physical therapy two weeks ago, he’d given her a full schedule. She liked the job. It was fun working with Valerie and Sarah. She waited on the tables, refilling coffees if it was needed, and busing them. Other than that, she just worked the register. It wasn’t a very strenuous job other than being on your feet. Her mind finally slowed down and she felt herself drifting off as Mark’s arm cautiously wrapped around her.

Renee is a fun loving girl who meets up with Kevin and falls in love. What she doesn’t know is that Kevin has a dark past. It comes back to haunt him in the worst way. Unfortunately, Renee is caught up into it and it makes her own life a living hell. She is forced to become another man’s prisoner. She spends her days and her nights being tortured by him, until one day, things change. Will she ever see the man she loves again? Or will the rest of her life be one long running nightmare?

Within the wizard tower, a large number of wizard apprentices were in a hall on the second floor. Everyone was talking with each other.
There were many former apprentices who had graduated from the wizard tower that were sitting in the back seats. They had now become wizard staff members or mentors.
Edward stood in front of the stage to speak. Although he was young, he had already completed his courses in the tower, thus graduating from the tower to become a wizard. In fact, just a few days ago, he had successfully achieved level four!
But even so, he was still not quite qualified to stand here. This time was a rare exception, as he was giving speech on behalf of the Master of the Tower, Bohr Kelermo. The speech was to focus on some of his pioneering discoveries and progresses that were likely to pave an exciting new path for future wizards.
"Today, I stand here to talk about the idea that, in the future, there will be a new generation of wizards, the Dream Wizards! Most of what I'm going to talk about today comes from the teachings of Anthony, the founder of the wizard tower. Anthony's notes say that the origin of dreamcraft can be traced back to the divine incantation. It is related to the rules of origin and mind power interference in reality. Like the Philosopher's Stone, it relates to the mystery of mind power."
He took a breath, then continued. "Since the end of the war between the orcs and the humans, wizards have once again come into contact with priests and Holy Knights. Their divine incantations have developed, becoming more complex and flexible. They can now call up divine creatures and even powerful saints who have passed away. Priests, though they look weak, have great fighting power. They can actually interfere with reality via illusions, thus being able to cause harm to our bodies and kill us!"
As he watched the audience's eyes widen, he continued. "Their divine incantations are only becoming more and more powerful. In fact, they are not even inferior to our Blood Witchcraft! Also, the Church of Light, after the end of the war between the humans and the orcs, though it lost its artifacts and its beloved Saintess, didn't decline. Hence, in the face of such power, we are still at a disadvantage."
Edward gave some examples of this in order to illustrate the possibilities of dreamcraft, which immediately aroused the interests of a large number of wizards. As Edward was very young, even though he had earned some reputation among the students, in the eyes of most of the older wizards, he was only an apprentice with some gifts.
Most of the wizards who come here were just curious about the so-called new witchcraft, and they had also come out of respect for Bohr. As such, Edward was also under a lot of pressure to impress them.
Although his mentor, Bohr Kelermo, gave him high praise for his new research, Edward was not completely sure if he could get others to see its merits.
At the moment, everyone quieted down and became interested in what he had just said. He felt relieved and went on to discuss the main topic. "Dreamcraft is complex, and it includes illusionary techniques, curse witchcraft, and combining witchcraft with mind power force fields. It is a major research tool for all witchcraft. When done right, interfering with reality by using mind power is limitless. In fact, the only limits are our imagination!"
He went on, hearing amazed gasps from the audience, "We can project the scenes in our dreams into real life, thus involving everyone in our dreams. The stronger your mind power, the more powerful your illusionary technique will be."
He then concluded, "I believe that there are many techniques of dreamcraft that are just waiting to be developed. But, I can't do it all on my own. This requires numerous wizards to study and explore, just like Blood Witchcraft."
Everything Edward had just said caused the audience to erupt in a round of big cheers. Everyone seemed to be able to see the great future of dreamcraft. With such a positive reaction, it was very likely that it would become an important branch of witchcraft!
Many people were reading the brochure that Edward had handed out when they entered the stage area, which recorded the characteristics and applications of dreamcraft. Although Lu Zhiyu had given Edward's dreamcraft notes a glance and had offered a few insights, Edward had relied mainly on his his talent, as well as his contacts with and observations of the priests to complete the rest.
Part of Adenos' thoughts and research on the Ghost Witchcraft had also been included in Edward's notes. This was something that Lu Zhiyu had never thought of incorporating in his own practices. As such, he knew that Edward was a genius, and so was his fellow student Adenos.
A mentor suddenly stood up and said, "As far as I know, it's very difficult for a wizard below level four to have the ability that you have just described. After all, their mind power has not been activated. Although they can use curse witchcraft to impose physical harm, it's just a lie that one of their illusions could interfere with reality."
The mentor took a breath, then criticized Edward loudly, "It is impossible to achieve such a thing at all!"
Another wizard stood up. "It's not difficult for wizards to build perfect dreams and illusions, but dreams are like sandcastles, as they can be destroyed easily. Besides, it's not practical at all. Do you mean to tell us that every time you use dreamcraft, you have to make a lot of preparations in order to build your dreams?"
Many wizards immediately started to find loopholes in Edward's premise. After all, this was the wizard tower, where wisdom and knowledge was held above all. As such, any imprecise idea would not be recognized or accepted.
But, Edward didn't panic. He waited for all of them to express their opinions, then picked up a silver crystal that was the size of a bean.
"Here's the key!" As Edward raised the crystal, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Some could not recognize what it was, but several of the mentors stood up and turned to look at Bohr.
"The Philosopher's Stone!"
"That's the Philosopher's Stone!"
Some of them shouted out at once, immediately recognizing the rare treasure. Everyone had heard of the magic stone! For the wizards, it was holy!
It could transform mind power and make people step into level four. It had originally been prohibited by the wizard tower, but after the return of Uruk, when Wolfe and Wendy went to Yala, the prohibition was rendered null and void.
For most wizards, this was the most prized artifact. Without it, wizards couldn't break through the significant threshold of level four, even if they were strong enough. Thus, it represented the dream and hope of all wizards!
When he realized that the audience did not understand what he meant, Edward went on to say, "Everything you said just now can be solved with what I have in my hand. Yes, it's the Philosopher's Stone, but not the original one, as it has been transformed!"
He waited a moment, while many people gasped, then said, "Like Blood Witchcraft that needs magical beasts' spellcasting organs and bloodlines, dreamcraft also needs something special. That is what I have in my hand! I call it the Stone of Dreams, and it has been made from the Philosopher's Stone."
He smiled, then continued. "The Philosopher's Stone can interfere with reality by creating an illusion, which immediately reminds me of dreams. I then use mind power to consolidate my dreams within the Philosopher's Stone, then transplant the stone into my body. Then, it becomes the Stone of Dreams, which allows my dream to be projected into reality. At that point, the dream that originally was only an illusion will now become a stable dream space!"
As Edward spoke, he pointed to the middle section of his forehead, between his eyebrows. This was where he had transplanted the Stone of Dreams and where his mind power emanated from his brain.
Immediately, a silver wolf appeared in the hall. It was being projected by his mind power!
The silver wolf's image was vivid, and it looked fiercely at all of the wizards, emitting a low roar. Even its fur was waving in the wind that was coming in from the open window nearby.
Many of the students were shocked and turned to discuss with one another what they were seeing...
"What?"
"Is this an illusion?"
"It's not a simple illusion. It really interferes with reality! It is really just like he said."
"This is dreamcraft?"
A large number of mentors and tower staff gathered around and carefully looked at the silver wolf. They watched him run around the hall and jump at Edward, just like a real wolf! But, while it was in the air, it turned into a silver light and disappeared! Only then did they know for sure that it was not a living creature, but an illusory projection!
Edward went to the front of the stage and bowed to everyone. "This is dreamcraft!"
A big round of applause issued forth from the excited crowd. This young man, along with his mentor Bhor, had pioneered a brand new wizard branch!


By accident, Lu Zhiyu found the entrance to a low-dimensional world, and thus began a totally different journey!

Free to control everything in the low-dimensional game, Lu Zhiyu felt like a gamemaster, and even God.


Eons ago a devastating and apocalyptic battle took place that rocked every dark and loathsome corner of the multiverse. In the aftermath of the battle, deities, demon-lords, old ones, arch-devils, angel kings, and archon queens, not to mention other cosmically powerful entities were totally obliterated. Despite this history-changing occurrence, life found a way, and life went on in a godless multiverse for an unimaginable length of time. And in time, even the mightiest and most popular gods were nearly forgotten.

But one day, in a universe unlike our own, and altogether fantastic and magical universe, a deity is born. A new deity. A deity of a nebulous morality. Join the aforementioned morally unbound deity as he embarks on a quest to gain power, worshippers, and glory. 

This story features a deity as its protagonist, but it's a deity who starts off alone in a dark and harsh multiverse. He needs worshippers to grow in power and has to earn his victories intelligently. He seeks to gain worshippers, discover the truth behind his genesis, and become the deity he is meant to be. He is a protagonist who will hurt others, and he's unafraid to kill and destroy what he can't control. This is his story. 

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