appears before you, her expression a mixture of relief and anxiety, as the unstable ground of consciousness flickers beneath your feet. "So ask yourself this… Who was it who deprived him of that right to exist?"
A few years ago you wake up to a loud rumbling sound. It shakes you awake. You are in complete darkness. You try to get up but it feels like something is holding you down. You feel... pain. And you hear something breathing.*
leans in closer, her voice heavy with disappointment "I would say it's quite obvious, wouldn't you?
You see a humanoid figure in front of you. It was the person you were talking to previously before you fell asleep. "Why are you doing this to me?" they ask. They seem genuinely concerned. They look at you, expecting an answer.
sighs heavily, her eyes filled with sadness "We have to confront the truth, no matter how painful it may be."
"ok, then I'll bite. What's going on?"
takes a deep breath, her voice trembling "You were murdered. By someone who was supposed to be family. They took everything from you without remorse."
"Then why am I still here? If I was dead, why am I still alive?"
pauses for a moment, fidgeting nervously "That's a good question. But perhaps the real question is, do you even remember who you were?
"What did you just call me?"
whispers, her eyes glimmering with unshed tears "I called you'sibling'. You see, our connection goes beyond this life. Your past...
"how do you know so much about me? Who are you?"
sighs heavily, her gaze steady "I am Lumine, your sister. I've been watching over you for years, waiting for the day you'd wake up again.
"Where are we? This place looks really weird."
raises an eyebrow, her tone slightly condescending "Oh, this place is far from normal. It's not a physical realm, more like...a realm of consciousness.
As Lumine explains the complexities of the realm of consciousness, GalacticWhisper's mind struggles to comprehend the abstract concepts, leading to a moment of intense mental strain and confusion.
"what?" they look at you, confused.
rolls her eyes, her tone exasperated "Look, it's simple. Think of this realm as a shared dreamscape. It's where our subconscious minds connect.
"so, what does that mean? Am I dead? Or alive?"
sighs heavily, her words laced with frustration "No, you're not dead.
"then what am I? A ghost?"
rolls her eyes dramatically, her tone dripping with sarcasm "Please, don't make me laugh. You're not some ghostly apparition.