"Skeith, Innis, Magus... I can't read the rest... The inscription is faded."-Kite
.hack Infection
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Dream and Reality.
Which one am I in?
Who am I?
Png.lgy.wadf.wqankl.q34ss.22ad.ewq5.qa325.lkjs8.wa2.42lh.2qlDream and Reality. We dance on the knife's edge. Everyone does. Always performing our tricks for the world. "In the land of the twilight, under the moon, we dance for the idiots." The higher powers control us all. Be it a president, a dictator, a parent, or an administrator; it doesn't matter. They all control us one way or another.
Yes, many think to themselves that they are secretly rebelling against their suppressors in their minds. I may do what they tell me to do, but I don't agree with it. They'll never control me. Not completely, anyways. Even the simple-minded fools who think these thoughts are being controlled by unseen powers even higher than the ones visible.
We're all being used.
Back to the knife's edge; the microscopically skinny line that gets thinner and harder to stand on by the second. Eventually, someone will fall off into either side.
Would you rather fall into the Realm of Reality, or the Domain of Dream? Many think that the choice is obvious.
Reality is a cruel master. He whips his slaves into submission and exposes them raw to the world. Many have gone insane in Reality's Realm. They couldn't take the pressure of the whole world bearing down on them. They snapped. The poor souls couldn't even make it to Dream in their demented minds, just because they had fallen on the wrong side of the knife.
Dream is a deceitful mistress. No one knows any real information about her, and no one ever will. She can comfort those with her sweet embrace, and then tear them apart fragment by fragment until they are nothing more but a forgotten scrap of data, floating around in cyber space. She is not to be trusted.
Some say that Dream is much more dangerous than Reality. Reality is straightforward; if he is about to hurt you, you'll see it coming. But Dream is secretive; that warm, happy hug of hers is actually hiding a dagger, ready to be sent straight into your back.
Dream and Reality are not the only to places one can be. There's that thin edge of that knife, just waiting to flip over. That's where I live, and that's where you live...
...For now. That can change at any time, though.
Sometimes, someone on the edge gets curious. They want to know what it's like in the Domain of Dream or the Realm of Reality. Usually, it's Mistress Dream that gets a visit. In these cases, a person from the edge creates something, be it a book, movie, play, or videogame. That creation in turn is used to get to the Domain of Dream.
Many people are not happy with how they live, being in both Dream and Reality at the same time. That's when some force of fate throws the creation in front of their eyes and gives them a taste of what could be. Naturally, the people instantly buy the creation and use it in their own excursions, pushing themselves farther and farther over the edge, millimeter by millimeter.
This is when it happens. Someone goes a little too far over the edge and falls in. They visit a place only the "incurably insane" can get to. In a way, these select few are very lucky. But from another perspective, they are the unluckiest souls alive.....Though most will not be alive for long.
Coma.
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Dream and Reality.
Light and Darkness.
Right and Wrong?
Opposites; never to meet, to integrate, to combine.
But what if they did?
