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Why Are My Dreams Realistic? Chapter 54: The Last Goodbyes To My Friends Created With My Doubt
Deep into an unknown forest with my hand still tightly held by Seraphim with her face beet red as we both catch our breath. The chirping of cicadas in the dark forest echoes within the moonlight not far from where we are. “Phew. Thankfully, they did not say anything anymore. It would be too annoying if they stopped us.” Seraphim removed her grip from my hand. “Wha-what are we going to do now?” I asked as I tried to catch my breath after all that running. “What else? We’re going to your place.” She said casually. “But I don’t want to go back.” “You’re going back. I need you to say your goodbyes to the imitations of your friends in this world. You have something to say, right?” With the way things are going, my only option is to do what she asks me to do. It’s only apologizing and saying goodbyes. Goodbyes? “Uhh, why do I need to say goodbye to them?” “You’re going to return to your world and never return here. I don’t want to risk you meeting him in this world. But if you’re
Why Are My Dreams Realistic? Chapter 55: The Leaf Of Doubt Flew In The Light
A single piece of Leaf flew in the air. It swayed with the sudden breeze and flew higher and higher as it reached the clouds of happiness. But the rain's sudden downpour made it impossible for the Leaf to continue to fly. The heavy droplets of rain hit the side of the Leaf, plummeting to the ground. The Leaf had doubted itself now from the dreams of reaching the sky. It rained harder to the place where the Leaf fell. Its pieces were being ripped by the heavy droplets, losing their face. The Leaf was sad as it got torn apart by the heavy rain. Its hope of reaching the skies was now broken, and just accepted its fate. Suddenly, a rabbit appeared and took the Leaf into its home. Its eyes were filled with amazement, not because it was torn but because it was unique. Its color underneath was pale, yet half was full of life. The rabbit dries the Leaf with its fur. It was happy that it told the other two of what it found. They celebrated with the little rations of food they had with the con
Why Are My Dreams Realistic? Chapter 56: A Broken Fairground Of Happiness In The Repressed Illusion Of Memory
[27 May, 10:30 A.M. - Mori’s room.] The days seem to pass by without a care for everything in this world. We played around with our magic. Created a life space within the magic spheres with the children inside the fortress. Imagination was used for all our creations. We were happily laughing with each other. We spent the rest of our day in the middle of the street. “Ngh…” But right now… We’re at the beach for some reason… There were smiles, but I don't remember. There was joy swelling up on my chest, but I don't understand. “How did this even happen?” I was confused. I can’t remember what happened last night after I depleted all my magic, as many kids started playing around the world box. My magic couldn’t sustain such a large amount of simulation of different people, yet they’ve emptied me… We were moving on a carriage. The horse kept making a loud sound but it the sound doesn't throughly pierced from the auburn wood laid as a foundation for the carriage. “Oh? Did you wake up,
Why Are My Dreams Realistic? Chapter 57: A Time Of Happiness Until The Inevitable Restoration: (part 1)
“Yay! Splash! Splash!” Mirai cast a heavy barrage of needle-like water. [Blessing of God: Agwa Mereona.] For some reason, a fight broke out between Mirai and Flure thus beginning a colorful sight of magic being cast in the middle of the beach. It sent ripples of waves from below that the ocean floor began convulsing where the water began to rise every time an attack was deflected. [Holy Light: Prism.Excalibur ] [Barrier of Light: Winguar.] It was magnificently beautiful yet terrifying at the same time when I didn't have a clue of what had just happened without my knowledge. If you're in my position, you'd notice how unexpectedly weird that your friends began fighting with each other when you've just taken your nap. You'd stare at them saying, “How did this even happen?!” [1:30 P.M. - In front of a rock after the scene that woke me up.] Hello, Seraphim from the other world; we’re having a laid-back day even though only four days are left. I am sitting in the chair Louis put up ea
Why Are My Dreams Realistic? Chapter 58: A Time Of Happiness Until The Inevitable Restoration: (part 2)
The tightening grip of our embrace. To the darkest floor of the ocean, filled with the light of happiness, surrounded by fishes that became an audience to the happiest day of my life. With the doubt and regret being washed away into the ocean floor's calm current, It is the happiest day of our life… Of my life… “~sniffle…” Tiny bubbles started to form on the inside as Mirai began to breathe heavily, and her tears started to pour out. It slowly rises from the bubble that covers our face and left to continue its path, slowly rising. “I brought you your pair of clothes. Do you wanna put it on?” I said as she continued to hug me. She still has her swimwear. I could feel that she was starting to feel cold as she shivered from every second we stayed. “~sniffle… okay.” I gave the clothes to her. It feels comfortable from how it was knitted; it looks rushed, but overall it was okay. Maybe this is one of Seraphim’s clothes. As I gave her the clothes, I looked away as she put on her clothe
Why Are My Dreams Realistic? Chapter 59: "Happiness In The Last Day Of Lazing Around." (part 1)
[30, May. 3:00 P.M. - Lounging outside of the barrier of Migrianitae.] Hello, Seraphim from the original world. There’s only one day left, and I’m sitting atop the barrier to protect this fortress. The Seraphim of this world used stone ores to create this oversized barrier and continuously function. They had also prepared the machine for me to use that I had only seen yesterday. [Sphere: Time/Apple.] It would be enough to use my powers to restore the world. I’ll do that already before it hits June. Everyone is busy right now while I am here conserving my energy. How are you there right now? The Seraphim of this world right now is so busy, but I am happy to be of use to her. She seems to be satisfied also that I met you and when I told her about Nought. She misses her own Nought in this world right now, but when I told her that I am the soul of Nought, she sighed out of relief. My friends kept acting weird. Mirai is the one acting pretty odd right now because every time I look at he
Why Are My Dreams Realistic? Chapter 60: "That Happiness... It's Unravelling By The End Of The Day." (part 2)
As I slowly worked my way up to the sound of the book being flipped. Time is slower when you’re thinking of doing something mischievous. One step from the tat. Two steps on the staircase for a mischievous thought. Three steps as I get closed without her noticing my presence. Mirai was too focused on the book that she was reading. I stared at her for a long time, admiring her dedication to reading the book. It was thick, covered in leather, and had a fantastic design style to the front. She was also taking notes on the side as she fumbled her hand on the book’s thick parchment paper. I slowly walked towards her without making any noise. Slow tippy toe movements as I continued to stare at her. Then suddenly, Mirai moved. I started to panic that; I just stood still like a log. Then I noticed that she was just gonna stretch her arms. Maybe she was getting numb because of her position? She continued to read the book. As I slowly made my way toward her, I sat down beside her. Then stared
Why Are My Dreams Realistic? Chapter 61: “The End Of This Day Also Ended With That Dream.”
Commencing Dive/r64 Data Extraction…- Success… Removal/Unknown Holder… 01…- Failed… / Corrupted World Reset…- Memory Reconstruction0999/Ataru… 499-Success/Failure-500 Attempts 999/ Recopying Lost Data…/ Failure/// 10000 Attempts… Data Rendering/// Failure!/ Story Progression/// Altered/// BUG FOUND/// COSMO/// "Sorry… " …… [6:30 P.M. Returning to Seraphim’s room.] I saunter, still in a daze of what just happened tonight. An experience I didn’t get yet, my heart seems to flutter in a way I haven’t felt in some ways. Ten beats per second. My whole body feels hotter than usual, yet I’m sweating a cold sweat. My mind couldn’t think properly as I walked back to our room. Slowly trying to sink what Mirai had just done earlier to me. I’m troubled; I can’t understand it. I’m trying to think of possible ways I could think of, yet none of them was helpful to me. It all leads back to the image of Mirai kissing my cheeks. I could still feel the softness an
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