《Dream mastery》Calling himself In reverse
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"Can this be considering as surviving?" Tommy or rather Ymmot tough while looking around him.
He was in a strange space that looked limitless. Everything was white, the ceiling, the floor. There was only one thing different: it was a spheric ball of green light that was floating unmoving, about two meters above the ground.
He remembered what happened earlier to him, the object falling from the sky, the explosion, the shockwave, the sense of helplessness, and the pain.
He shrugged, not wanting to live it ever again.
He also remembered the vow he made.
He vowed to call himself in reverse if he ever survived.
" a man must keep his words. Sure I can not call myself Ymmot.
Hum, I think I will now call myself myto, it makes more sense" he said to himself.
After blabbing about random things for a while, he had calmed a bit.
His fear for this strange place has somewhat lessened
" now where I am?" he asked but no one answered him.
Ignoring the glowing and eye-catching ball of light, he started to walk in a direction he had randomly chosen.
" East it is"
As for the glowing Ball, the man now called Myto thought that in such a strange situation, he should not do what whoever planed all of this expected from him.
He was not well experienced in reverse psychology otherwise he would not have been so resolute while grinning carelessly.
Myto started to walk, but everything looked the same, but he knew that he was getting farther away.
He did not know how long he walked, his watch was not running. An hour or two, or even more?
He took a glance behind him and was elated as he could not see the glow anymore. But soon his expression crumbled, in front of him the glow appeared again, looking closer than when he first arrived, about a hundred meters away ( how many feet it does?).
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After that mytho tried many things, many directions, staying still, walking randomly, running, and even jumping.
But he did not manage to getaway. The laws that managed this place were too strange and whatever he did, the glowing sphere was nearing him.
"Should I just get near it?" myto asked himself.
He had a strange feeling that if he were to ever touch that ball of light his life will change, for the better or the worse.
But was he even alive? Or just death in a kind of afterworld.
He inhaled deeply not wanting to waste more time( or more words) and started to get near the ball.
It was a spherical object the size of ahead. It was so bright that he could not examine it with his eyes so he did the stupidest thing in his life. He raised his hand and touched it.
The next moment he was frozen on the spot, a violent current entered his body through his hand. Traveled in his 'body' while passing through by every "cell".
He received a lot of pieces of information, supernatural, mystical, and occult knowledge
It was a painful experience and although it fell like an eternity, it did not last long.
After some time, his eyes opened, and strange symbols and numbers flashed through it.
With a thud sound, something fell heavily in front of him. It was a strange spherical glass. It had loosened in brightness and warmth and now looked ordinary.
He now knew what was happening to him.
****
The state he was now was similar to that of a soul, it was called: " the information life form".
And he was not in hell, nor in the afterlife but rather a kind of mind palace the place where the consciousness dwells.
After touching the spherical object his information life form was harmonized and he received new knowledge.
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It was like having someone check a program, and optimize it with better and more adapted algorithms.
As for the glass ball, it was a spiritual device. The product of a fourth dimension civilization.
It is also what saved Myto life. Making him more resilient so that he did not die even after bleeding so much.
Despite all of this, myto could not live if his body was destroyed and while he was injured as of now, he could feel his 'soul' slowly dissipate.
What was a spiritual device, a fourth dimension civilization?
Myto did not know but he could just guess with the information he had because he did not have the sufficient clearance level to obtain this information
Little by little his soul was dissipating only leaving him at most one year to live with his body in this state.
Luckily enough, the glass ball provided him a method to survive, he needed to transmigrate into another realm with his soul and find " realm energy"
It was dangerous, but what could he do.
Even so, myto lived so long in a materialist world, and since young learned that free pie did not fall from the sky.
'Why is the glass ball giving me all its remaining energy and even forcing me to take it?'
'Should not such a device possess the necessary intelligence to preserve itself'
Mytho was confused.
"it seems that I don't have the time nor the choice to consider it. But this technique looks like a technique from that novel.
What is the name again?
I remember now, it is the Carefree Path of Dream
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