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Tifa And Loz

Friendship and Fiascos

I wake up with the sun beating down on my face, and sweat dripping from my neck down my spine, I turn over to look at my alarm clock and it’s … it’s not there, this isn’t my room… but wait it is . I quickly get up from my bed and rushed out of my room to go check for my best friend who I was living with at the time . “Jerald !!! Jerald !!! What’s going on, did you move my things ?” But my mum answered instead “ who is Jerald??? You woke up late and now you’re trying to bring the whole house down, go shower or you’ll be very late for school, you better hurry or I’m throwing you and your bag out at 7:40 “ my mum said as she walked away to the kitchen. I was shocked, I didn’t understand what was going on, I moved from my mums house two years ago, I’m currently leaving in a Condo in LA with best Friend from high school … this isn’t LA… or maybe I’m still asleep? . I walk to my old bathroom to go wash my face. I turned the tap on and splashed some water on it, then I grabbed the towel next to the door and look at the mirror in front of me … I screamed !!! “Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh” why do I look 14???? I’m 21 …. I felt dizzy, but i could hear my mum yelling from the kitchen “stop shouting and just kill the spider, it can’t kill you” my mum said thinking I saw a bug, how is she sure it’s not poisonous … typical African parent, but wait … what is happening to me ? Did I go back in time ?
Kenzakiazur · 4.3K Views

Remembrance And Recollection

Wishes are subjective, and those who are reborn are nothing but hypocrites unworthy of the first. Words crumble to ashes, and memories of their origins resonate within fractured bodies. Amid a dream that is no mere illusion but a radiant illumination, shadows grow deeper, and the truth reveals itself, a child’s dream begins. I woke up in a world of uncertainty, a realm twisted and cruel, where swords clash, blood stains the ground, and monstrous beasts stalk the living. Flying ships drift above boundless chains that shackle the sky, while wars rage endlessly with weapons both ancient and unknown. It’s a place where beauty and terror coexist, where joy flickers like a fragile flame before being consumed by shadow. I am Celm, a man whose memories feel like shards of glass, fractured, distant, and painful. I don’t know who I truly am or why this world feels both alien and hauntingly familiar. The forsaken lands around me pulse with disasters and despair, as people endure a cycle of torment they cannot escape. And yet, hidden within this chaos lies a haunting beauty, a world that shifts and bends under the weight of forgotten truths. In this labyrinth of suffering and wonder, whispers of the Forsaken World linger, a place where the truth is absolute, where the laws of other realms erode, and where even gods lose their divinity. Every step I take feels like a descent into something deeper, a dream interwoven with reality and riddled with secrets. What is my place in this nightmare? What lies at the heart of a dream so vivid it burns brighter than light itself? I don’t know where the path leads, but I do know one thing: the truth, however unbearable, cannot be avoided forever.
preachingBombs · 10.4K Views
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