What do you call tomorrow? The same day has been repeated for almost 2 weeks. Society kills our dreams everyday but it doesn't mean i enjoy shooting at their heads!

What do you want to be when you get older, Well, in this story, it is of love and loss and making it to the top, let's see what happens shall we?

What do you want to be when you get older, Well, in this story, it is of love and loss and making it to the top, let's see what happens shall we?
Callie Smith is a 17-year-old high school student that is very smart and she is trying to achieve her dream goal of becoming a singer. She gets modeling jobs in the LA modeling industry, But is that really what she wants to do? Have you ever dreamt of being a famous singer like Rihanna? Well, that has been Callie Smith's dreamt of since she could talk/sing.

Sleeping is very relaxing, don't you think?

You lay down and stare at the ceiling before your eyes would close, as your dreams flow inside your head. Where love is born in dreams and love grows between two souls that kept finding each other.

Love is flooded by dreams of two people that fall deep down in their own world together. You're vulnerable when sleeping, the same goes for falling in love. 

What does it mean when you fall asleep with someone you think you won't be a big part of your life?

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Language: English

a story about a man and his dreams that might mean he is insane or might just love books too much. don't listen to the voices in your head about this one because the pink platypusbear that sleeps like a bat doesn't like your drugs.

I always wanted to meet my real parents and I met my mother, she is also my mother's missing sister. After school was over we went on our daily missions.
"Hey Liz, where were you in the morning?"
Liz was with Ana but when I was with my mother, only Ana was there so Liz doesn't know anything yet.
"I am in charge of our school trip--training camp next week" said Liz
"Is that so?"
Should I tell Liz about my mother? As I was thinking that Ana whispered to me,
"Hey Luka, you should tell Liz about--"
"I know"
"Do you want me to tell her?"
"No"
"Huh?"
"It's not like I don't want to but you know, she doesn't have a mother and I think she doesn't get along with her father"
Liz has stayed over at Ana's place many times, but she never told her parents about it and whenever we ask her about her father she dodges the topic.
"Yeah you are right"
"What are you two whispering about?" Liz asked us in a low voice, imitating us.
"Whoa Liz"
"What were you two talking about?"
"Nothing serious" said Ana
"Ah, don't tell me you were talking about something lewd now that you are going out"
"We weren't!"
"If you two decide to do something, count me in"
"We just said we weren't talking about that"
"Okay"
We are on our way back home,
"Hey Ana" said Liz
"Yes?"
"Can I stay at your place for a few days?"
"Sure"
Now I am sure something is wrong.
We went home, I took a bath, and I am eating dinner. I am very happy today, I met my real mother and I--
"Why do you look so happy Luka?" My old man asked.
"I am not happy or anything" 
"Hey Luka" Lily who was sitting beside me whispered to me
"What?"
"Did you kiss Ana?"
What the hell is she asking!
"I didn't"
"Then why are you so happy?"
She thinks I am happy because I might have kissed Ana?
"I am not--ah, there is training camp next week, so I am excited about that"
"I see"
I was lying on my bed, thinking of what happened today, I am very happy, I can't wait to meet mama tomorrow.
The window is open so I can feel the cold breeze, as I was enjoying the cold breeze, I felt like my body...no, rather than my body it felt like my soul was being dragged somewhere. I opened my eyes to see everything around me was black.
Another dream? I feel like I have been here before.
"That's right. I remember. I was chasing a light but there is no light...here"
I saw a bright light, last time I was chasing it but this time it's coming at me.
"Hello there"
The light was so bright that my eyes...wait the light just spoke?
I slowly opened my eyes to see a girl in white, she has white long hair, she is shining like a moon.
"Hello there"
"...."
"Hello there"
She is really speaking!
"...."
"You can't understand me? I said Hell-llo"
Stop with the gesture!
"Umm...what is going on?"
"You can hear me?"
"Is this a dream?"
"You can say that"
"What?"
"I am inside your body"
"Inside my body?"
"Do you remember some weeks ago you felt like something went inside your body?"
"Ye...ah?"
"That was me"
"So you are impurity?"
"Impurity is the wrong word but you can say I am pure impurity"
What the hell is pure impurity? 
"How are you inside my body? And what do you want?"
"What do I want? I don't want anything"
"Why are you in my body?"
"Because I wanted to?"
Why are you asking me? And didn't you just say that you don't want anything?
"Okay, let's start again. First, who are you?"
"I am a spirit"
"Spirit? So you are dead?"
"No, I don't have a body"
 I am more confused now!
"What is your name?"
"Name? What is name?"
Someone please wake me up!
"Name means...my name is Luka. People call me Luka. What about you? What do people call you?"
"I don't have a name"
"You don't remember it?"
"No, I never had a name"
"Okay. What do you want from me?"
"I don't want anything"
"So why are you inside my body?"
"I just felt like I should go inside you"
We are back to start!
"Do you want to possess or control my body?"
"How do I do that?"
Don't ask me!
Wait, she is inside my body that means that voice...
"Did you help me remember my mother?" 
"...."
She is silent.
"Hello, can you hear me?"
"When I entered your body I read your memories"
My memories?!
"You always wanted to meet your mother and I found one memory which was of your mother. I just helped you remember it"
My memories? She can do something like that?
"Have you read all of my memories?"
"I did"
That moment I remembered all the embarrassing moments of my life but it's too late for that now.
She can read my memories so could it be that she also...
"Can you read my dreams too?"
For the past few months I have had strange dreams. When I wake up I don't remember the dreams but I can remember whether it was a sad dream or a happy dream. I can't remember the dreams, all that's left is the feeling that I can't describe.
"The dreams are also stored in memories but people always forget them"
"Did you read my dreams too?"
"I...did"
"Can you tell me what type of dreams they are?"
"I can't. They are too cruel and painful" 
But...
"They are only dreams, right?"
"I don't know"
"The person in my dreams me?"
"I don't know" 
"....."
What's going on? I was born, I have a mother, I grew up with Ana, so what are those dreams?
"But there is something strange"
"Huh?"
"You are 17 years old, right?"
"That's right. Why did you ask?"      
"Um...it's hard to explain. Oh, can I pluck your hair?"
"Huh? Sure, but why?"     
She plucked one of my hair.
"You are 17 years old. You have 17 years of memory"
"Yeah so?"
"This. If your hair is 17 years of your memory since you were born then...."
She plucked one of her hair. 
"What are you trying--"
"Then my hair is the memory of your dreams"
"What?"
"My hair is a memory of your dreams"
"I heard that but what do you mean?"
"In other words if your hair--"
"Wait, you don't mean that if my hair is 17 years of my life then..."
"That's right, the dreams you are having are thousands of years old"
"How is that possible?"
"Not only that, the dreams are more than thousands of years long"
"How is something  like that possible?"
"I don't know"
"Is the person in my dream immortal or what?"
"I don't know"
"You should know. You read my dreams, right?"
"I did but not everything is..."
"You mean there is more?"
"....."
"You mean I will get more of these dreams? Even though I don't remember them? Why?" 
"Please don't yell at me. I am just inside your body for sometime. I will leave your body soon"
"Ah...I am sorry I didn't mean to yell at you. I wasn't yelling at you"
"....."
"You can stay in my body as long as you want"
"I.....so...ha...to...so...thi...abou...ast"
"What did you say?" 
"Luka. Luka. Wake up. You will be late"
I opened my eyes. My head hurts. Did I have a dream again?
"Hey what's wrong? Why are you out of breath? "
Wait..I remember. I remember this dream.
"I met a girl in a dream"
"Luka"
"Lily. What's wrong? Why do you look so--"
"Even though you are going out with 2 girls, you are dreaming of some other girl?" 
"Wait, no. I mean I did meet a girl but she was real"
"You have guts to admit that"
"No, believe me. It was a dream but she was real"
"I will call Ana"
"Wait don't. Please! I will do anything"
"Anything?"
Oh, crap!
"Nothing lewd" 
"Okay so, kiss me"
"I just said nothing lewd"
"Kissing is not lewd"
"It is" 
"But you said you will do anything"
"I also said nothing lewd"
"I will call Ana after all"
"Wait, I will, I will kiss you"
 "Really?"
"Yeah, close your eyes"
"Okay"
She leaned forward and closed her eyes. I grabbed her face and kissed her...on the forehead. 
"Happy?"
"Kiss me on the lips"
"You never said anything about lips"
"Why you--"
"You think you are smart? Your brother is smarter than you"

Just as Jade's interest in the segment was waning, the host said something that renewed her attention. When Jade heard the female host mention that dreams about teeth were common, she suddenly shook as she remembered her dreams from the night before.
'That's weird. I just had a dream about that last night!' As she thought back on the dream, trying to remember the full series of events, the hosts continued their discussion.
On the TV, Desmond did not seem to believe Holly. "Teeth dreams are common? Personally, I don't remember my dreams, but teeth dreams seems a very niche category."
"No, you'd be surprised," Holly countered, "most people have had teeth dreams before. They're a part of the body that people are most self-conscious about. If you have an issue with skin, hair, or fat, it can repair itself naturally, but teeth are different; once you lose all your baby teeth, that's all you get."
"Hmm… I suppose so." Desmond seemed to have been slightly convinced by Holly. "My incredulity aside, what do teeth dreams mean?"
"Teeth dreams are one of the most direct ways for our subconscious to communicate with us. There aren't as many variations as with water or flying dreams, but I'll give you a few examples.
"If someone chips a tooth, they likely have repressed insecurities, or perhaps they feel stressed by something. Rotting teeth are similar to chipped teeth, but the emotions are much stronger, typically extreme anxiety or fear.
"A weird one that I'm fond of is someone pulling out your teeth. That's your subconscious trying to warn you that the person taking your tooth wants something precious to you…"
Jade thought back to the dream and remembered that Frank had yanked out her tooth. 'Ha! So, Frank wants something precious from me? I live in a rundown apartment building; the only thing of value I own, partly, is the cafe, and it's not like he can just walk away with that!'
Quickly dismissing the host's interpretation of her dream, Jade returned her attention to the TV, looking to see what other bizarre nonsense Holly would come out with.
On the breakfast show, Holly had finished talk about teeth dreams and was looking to Desmond. It seemed they had time for a little more, because Desmond said, "Holly, you mentioned flying dreams earlier. I'm sure I've probably dreamt about that before, so what are the meanings behind those?" 
"Well, Desmond, flying dreams are a lot of fun. For the most part, they mean good things: upcoming success, freedom, joy. However, they can also mean bad things. If you learn to fly in your dream, it means that you are ambitious. A successful takeoff means that your ambitions will come true, but if you struggle to take off, you will meet much adversity.
"Similarly, if you fly freely, it means that you will experience the freedom and joy that you've always desired. However, if an accident befalls you mid-flight, it means something will prevent that freedom or joy. You should be particularly cautious if it's a person who stops your flight…'
With a disinterested look on her face, Jade looked down at the crumbs on her plate and then back up at the TV. 'Mr Frisch is going to prevent my freedom and joy? Hehe… I'd like to see him try.'
With a sigh, Jade realized that she had been watching TV for almost twenty minutes. 'What a waste of time… There's no way I'd believe in a load of baloney like that.'

After struggling through her early years, lacking the support of her family and those she once called friends, Jade is finally back on her feet. Not just on her feet. She's a successful, young woman running her own business, a cute cafe just outside the central business district.
But despite handsome, successful businessmen running in and out of her store every day, she still hasn't found the right man.
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"Come with me. I'll buy you a house, and you'll never have to worry about money or work again."
"No, thank you, I enjoy my work."
"Come with me. I'll buy you an island. You'll have a Michelin star chef cook your every meal."
"No, thank you, my own cooking is sufficient."
"Humph! Seeing as you won't come with me, I'll just move in here."
"Eh? What?"
"I bought the land your cafe is built on. I think you'll find that you no longer have a say."
"…"
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This is my first novel, so please tell me if you see areas where I can improve!
The schedule is one chapter a day. I will reconsider this if the novel's ranking improves.

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World of dreams

 "Hey ... Xiaobao ..."
 ' who is that?'
 "You can hear me right ... Ling Xiao Bao ..."
 'Who are you?'
 "I can help you"
 'Help me?  How?'
 "Open your eyes and call my name"
 'your name?  What is your name?'
 "Call my name, Ling Xiao Bao"
 'Name ... name .... what is your name ....'
 ......….
 ......….
 'I don't know your name'
 "You know, focus your mind and call my name."
 .........…
 A word crosses her mind 'Ερμής '
 "call my name and open your eyes"
 'HERMES!' Xiaobao said while opening her eyes which felt very heavy.
 The dazzling rays made xiaobao wince his forehead and blink her eyes several times until she got used to the light that illuminated the place.
 She looked around the place, There is only her alone surrounded by beautiful green trees.
 The beauty of the place makes Xiaobao hold her breath and mutter unconsciously 
 "beautiful.  This place is really beautiful, " she looked around and saw the direction of the light at the right from where she stood.  Unconsciously she walked towards the light.  At the end of the road she treads there is a large lake surrounded by beautiful, colorful flowers.  Xiaobao then looked into the lake and the shadow that appeared on the clear surface of the lake water surprised her
 "This ..." she touched her hand to the surface of the water and the water rippled her reflection.
 "Isn't this the face of the little girl who appeared in my dreams last night" she touched her face
 "impossible.  How come? " she muttered. Still feeling lost she then heard a voice coming from behind. 
 "That is your form in this world" Xiaobao immediately turned towards the voice and saw a handsome young man walking toward her. 
 "What do you mean?" Xiaobao did not understand 
"me?  No, you must be mistaken. " she continued
 "Hahahaha .. calm down miss, this is just your form here.  Symbolizes your persona. "The young man answered.
 "My persona?  What do you mean by my persona? where is this?  And who are you? " Xiaobao asked rapidly, she didn't feel anything bad from the young man.  There was no feeling like a stranger or fear. There was only a warm feeling like she knew the young man before.
 "Don't you just call my name?" The young man asked in a tone that contained laughter.
 "Hermes?"
 "Hahahaha ... right.  I hermes your protector and also a god " answered the young man who claimed the be god with laughter that was so charming. 
 "god?  Do you think you are an ancient Greek god, hermes? " Annoyed at the laughter of the man. Xiaobao, responded with a curt tone.
 "Indeed" the young man answered with laughter adorning his handsome face
 'Hhmmm ... indeed you are very handsome.  Golden blond hair, eyes with shades of blue and green as beautiful as lake water, her body shape is also good 'xiaobao muttered softly while assessing the young man in front of her.
 "Then what is it that you brought me here and isn't this little girl, was the girl I saw last night in ..." Xiaobao paused for a moment and remembered her dream last night.
 "Am I dreaming now" she murmured softly.
 'But what does it mean if this girl is my person?'
 'the little girl who told me yesterday that yingying was in danger '
 'Girl whose age is maybe only around 5-6 years old...  My persona? '
 various kinds of things raged in her mind.  Until someone's laughter awakens her.
 "Hahahahahaha ..."
 "Why are you laughing?" Xiaobao asked curtly.
 "Why don't you just ask me directly instead be busy in your own mind.  And the reason I'm laughing is because your behavior is sooooo adorable "Hermes said with a broad smile that adorned his face, he stretched out his hand pinching the cheek of Xiaobao exasperatedly.
 "Let go.  I am not a child, " muttered Xiaobao while trying to let go of Hermes's hand
 "Unfortunately, I only saw a cute... Cute little girl" Hermes remained indifferent and continued to play with her round and flushed cheeks like the peach.
 "Aahhh ... stop it ..." Xiaobao struggled and tried to let go of Hermes's hands, which now increasingly from playing with her cheeks to squeezing her nose.
 'This is too much' she thought
 Xiaobao face turned redder and her eyes filled with big droplet. Seeing this, Hermes stopped and persuaded Xiaobao who was almost in tears holding back her shame and resentment.
 "Ok..ok..I will stop, so don't cry ok?  I will answer anything you want to ask. "Hermes said
 "I ... Not cry... Ing" Xiaobao move
 "You saw it wrong".
 "Ok.  I saw it wrong.  So what do you want to ask? "Hermes agreed with Xiaobao's words and tried to change the topic.
 Xiaobao was silent before finally asking
 "Where is this?"
 "Demos Oneiroi." Hermes answered simply
 "Demos oneiroi? What's that?"
 "Land of Dreams"
 "Land of dreams.  Why am I here and with this body? "
 "I brought you here because you're one of the chosen people.  And that body is your persona here.  And the reason why you have the body of a child has an attachment to your soul " Hermes answered while looking at Xiaobao
 "Well, you will know later. Why your persona is look like that is certainly a reflection of your soul "he continued
 "Then what do you mean by chosen?" Xiaobao looked at Hermes waiting for an answer.
 ....
 ....
 "Do you know Oneiroi?" Hermes asked and this time a look of sadness could be seen on his handsome face.
 "Don't know" Xiaobao clasped his head.
 "Aahh ... What about Morpheus, do you know?"
 "Morpheus.  Ancient Greek mythological gods.  The god of dreams, right? " Answered Xiaobao, little did she know because she didn't like to learn history of the ancient Greek gods
 "That's right, but only half.  Morpheus is the god in charge of managing dreams.  But Morpheus is not the only one, Όνειροι or Oneiroi are the dream gods.  Morpheus who was an expert turned into a human form, Ikelos who was an expert turned into animals and monsters, and Fantasos who was an expert turned into inanimate objects or landscapes.  The three of them are the major Dream Gods.  Hermes stopped and looked at Xiaobao deeply and continued
 "I can't explain in more detail for now, but one that you should know. That at this time Oneiroi has lost control. And only chosen people like you can help."
 "Why did Oneiroi lose control?" Xiaobao again asked
 "I can't tell you now, the time isn't right yet.  Right now all I can do is tell you that the destruction of the world will not only happen in your world if this continues. "
 "What should I do?" Xiaobao then changed her question
 "Gather  other 7 chosen people.  And I will tell you what you need to do. "Hermes answered firmly
 "How to?"
 "Just like you, the chosen has a persona in the Land of dream and accompanying by god.  And you will meet sooner or later.  I believe you can find them" Hermes smiled.
 "Alright, I'll give it a try.  Oh yeah ... do you know how to wake up yingying and other sleeping peoples? " she asked
 "Only Oneiroi knows how to undo it" Hermes answered and a sad smile returned to his face.
 Xiaobao knows what to do, but she still has a doubt. 
 "Hermes, you said that every  chosen has a persona, but how do I know that it is a persona?" Xiaobao knew she needed this information and she kept asking questions until Hermes finally said that she had to wake up to avoid being trapped in the dream world.
 "It's time for you to wake up, lest you get stuck here like me." Hermes smiled and the blinding light returned to make Xiaobao close her eyes.
 ............….

When dreams can be applied to the real world.  Can you still distinguish between dreams and reality?

 In 2035, the world was hit by a big problem, more and more people fell asleep and did not wake up anymore.  It all starts from an website

 8 different individuals, united with one common goal.  Save their love one and the world from destruction.


Author note.
Story still in writing progress. So the update will take awhile
Please pardon me For the wrong grammar.

Hope you love the story. ♥️♥️♥️

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.

"I have a lot more to say to you, so please" Luna cried and pleaded "Please come back to me"
She met the man of her dreams. Her literal dreams. Luna never thought of finding love in such a bizarre way and no one knows how it would end either. They're leaving their love on fate's hands, hoping that one day, the strings of their destiny would let them meet.
"I have a lot more to say to you, so please" Luna cried and pleaded "Please come back to me"

She met the man of her dreams. Her literal dreams. Luna never thought of finding love in such a bizarre way and no one knows how it would end either. They're leaving their love on fate's hands, hoping that one day, the strings of their destiny would let them meet.

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Now what is a dream?
A dream is a succession of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations that usually occur involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep. The content and purpose of dreams are not fully understood, although they have been a topic of scientific, philosophical and religious interest throughout recorded history.

What does it mean to meet people in your dreams?
As the statement above said, a dream is a succession of images. Meeting someone in your dream could mean that you were thinking about them just as you were about to fall asleep. This leaves an imprint on your mind, and the characters on your dream acts according to how you want them to act subconsciously.
However,
Mutual dreams have been reported. Though it is very rare, there are people who share the same dreams and actually meet and talk in the dream itself.
Where did you get the idea to write the story?
Okay, I've been dreaming about someone for so long, and though I don't have any confirmation that we shared the same dream, I created a fictional world where mutual dreaming was possible between the two characters of my story. Having that said, this story "A Dream Apart" was made, and the scenes depicted in this story DID NOT HAPPEN IN MY DREAM AT ALL, so the scenes here are all brand new and it doesn't have any real life experiences either. 
Can you please explain the characters?
Try to know them as you go on the story :)


So i guess that wraps the introduction of the story.
For your information, this story is not plagiarized, and I don't take lightly to people who will plagiarize this too. PLAGIARISM is a crime and people who commit such acts should be punished accordingly by the law. 
I fully own the copyright of this story, the characters, names, events, situations, words, sentences, and phrases are fictitious. Any relevance to real life situations are purely coincidental.
Having that said, i'll end my note here and enjoy the rest of the story :)

"I have a lot more to say to you, so please" Luna cried and pleaded "Please come back to me"

She met the man of her dreams. Her literal dreams. Luna never thought of finding love in such a bizarre way and no one knows how it would end either. They're leaving their love on fate's hands, hoping that one day, the strings of their destiny would let them meet.

"I'm sorry, Lunox," Vexana mumbles as she gazes over the still silent Lunox beside her who was examining the sunset before them.

Lunox looks at her with a small yet sad smile on her face, "I remember everything now, Vexana."

Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes.

"Leomord and I, no matter how hard we try, will never end up together. Because that's just how the stars and fate had wrote our book," she sadly mumbles, her eyes now trained to the sunset before them.

"And just like how the sunset ends the day before us," she quietly mumbles, "our story has now come to an end."

Vexana only stares at Lunox's face. How strong of her to just accept her fate like this...

"For that, I thank you," Lunox said.

Vexana looks at her questioningly.

"Thank you for stopping the both of us from committing the same mistake we did, decades ago. Thank you."

Although Vexana just met Lunox, she still felt sad for her. For the both of them. For their love that was forced apart by fate.

"But, Lunox, there might still be hope—"

"There would always be hope, yes. But we should know when to hold unto hope and when to let go. In our case, we had held unto hope for so long, that we had forgotten to let go. We've hurt so many people, and wasted our lives. Leomord and I, settled for the little things life gave to us. And these little things, just so little, gave us enough hope to hold on," Lunox sounded so hurt while saying it.

Vexana only listened, not knowing what to do or say.

"If ever he and I will try to pursue something that's forbidden in this life once again, more people will get hurt. And he, may even die," Lunox trails.

"Though, you should know that Leomord is already dead, right?" Vexana tries to lighten the mood by joking.

Fortunately, Lunox laughs.

"And that is because of you," Lunox looks at her before smiling, "and I thank you for that. But, you get what I mean."

Vexana nods before returning to her serious face once again.

"I guess, the only way for all of you to safe once again, is for me to return and become one with the Twilight Orb again," Lunox says after moments of deafening silence.

"Huh?" Vexana's eyes widen, "I don't understand. Why were you sent back here—"

"Same. I don't as well. Yet..."

Vexana waits for Lunox's answer. Why was she sent back here? For nothing?

"Do you believe in past lives?" Lunox asks, before laughing.

"Oh silly me. Of course you do. You were the one who made me remember.

"Anyways. Have you ever experienced strange, weird dreams?"

Vexana shakes her head.

"Dreams? We always dream. Strange? How strange?" Vexana is completely confused of whatever Lunox was saying right now.

"Strange dreams like... dreams that tell you something of your past life. Yet, things that you do not remember," Lunox said.

Vexana shakes her head. No. Never.

"How lucky of you, then," Lunox laughs, yet it was the sad kind of laugh. The heartbreaking one.

"Sleeping in your castle, might have triggered some memories time and fate had tried to bury through oblivion," Lunox began, "and because of this place, I began dreaming of my memories back then."

"Karmic dreams. These are dreams that show you of your memories from your life before you now. These dreams only happen to show themselves to people who have not achieved Nirvana in their past lives.

"Nirvana is perfect happinness. In order to live peacefully in your next future lives, you must achieve this, because if you don't... if you leave the world with problems and sufferings still trapped inside your heart, Samsara is what will happen to you.

"Samsara is the indefinite repeated cycles of birth, death, and misery caused by Karma. This is what happened to both Leomord and I. We left this world as Leo and as Luciera with heavy hearts, that we have now been granted Samsara... or bhava tanha," Luciera whispers the last word with such bitterness in her tone as she remembers the dream she had once as Luciera. The dream she had the night before Leo and her got caught.

"What is bhava tanha?" Vexana is now lost with whatever Lunox had said.

"Bhava tanha is the desire to be born into different lives in this world, repeatedly. This was our only desire, Vexana. To live in different lives repeatedly until we get to finish our tragic book with a happy ending.

"Now look what that desire had brought to us," Lunox pertained to their lives now.

"No matter how many years had gone by. No matter how much time had been wasted, we will never get to end our story happy," Lunox now had tears streaming down her face.

"I was supposed to be the Enlightened One, the one blessed with good karma. Yet, this is what happened to both Luciera and I," Lunox cried, "we don't get our happy endings."

Vexana only patted Lunox's back, not knowing what to say again.

It was a long stretch of silence before Lunox decided to break it.

"I will do my duty properly this time," Lunox announces, catching Vexana off guard.

"What do you mean?"

Lunox smiles before looking at the now dark sky, "I believe this was fate's plan, once ahain. To make me wake from my slumber and meet Leomord again. This is the way of rubbing it into my face that we would never really achieve our long awaited happy ending.

"But even if I don't, I will sacrifice my happiness for you and your people's, Vexana," Lunox said.

"What do you mean?" Vexana repeats, still confused.

Lunox secretly smiles before stepping away, "I'll return to the Twilight Orb and regain peace between Chaos and Order, once again."

Before Vexana could even utter a word, Lunox has now gone to the place where everything had started.

Maybe, it is there would she achieve her lifelong dream of Nirvana.

Maybe, it would hurt her so, to let go. But she decided to bear in mind her duty. And that is to make people happy, nevermind her hapoiness.

And maybe, it would make a great place to end their story.

How much time will you waste just to be with the one you love? How many tears should you have to waste just to be with them? Are you willing to wait that long?

What if you were fated for something else? What if... your destiny is broken?

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