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Unicornz pwn
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Unicornz pwn

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An Unorthodox Introduction-

This is an introduction of sorts. Albeit an unorthodox one. Unorthodox stories deserve unorthodox introductions.
Let me begin with a disclaimer. The story you are reading is true. I however am not. I am a dream. An illusion. Something abstract, yet concrete. I exist only because of dreams. And nightmares. Both are suitable to me. I occupy both. I occupy yours.
I am Somnius, and this is my story.

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An Unorthodox Beginning-

In case you haven’t caught on this is a story riddled with unorthodoxy. And all unorthodox stories start with unorthodox beginnings. But before we get into that let me reiterate myself:

This story is real, unfortunately. It’s not made up. All the best stories are made up. Sadly, this story is as real as you and me—well, just you I suppose. I believe made up stories are the best kind. Reality bores me. It bores a great many of us. So I stick to dreams. Mine and others. But I suppose a true story of mediocrity is better off than no story at all.

This story has no beginning, only a place where I’ve chosen to start. Likewise, there is no real ending, merely a place where I will stop.

I suppose most stories begin with our hero’s birth. But this isn’t like other stories and I am no hero. Some might ask why I am telling this story then. The answer is simple. Boredom.

Yes, I am bored. And this passes the time. I like stories. Dreams are stories. They are stories that tell of our deepest desires. Our hopes. Our Fears. Ourselves.

As I have already hinted, this story does not begin with a birth. Rather, a realization. Before this realization I don’t remember anything. I suppose I have no true origin, and if I do I don’t think I’d care to find out. We certainly won’t be finding out the truth in this story.
"Ego Te Provoco."

The Hooded Zarosian

Lorehound Extraordinaire

14-Jun-2014 08:51:31 - Last edited on 14-Jun-2014 22:50:19 by Unicornz pwn

Unicornz pwn
Dec Member 2023

Unicornz pwn

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Ah, there it is again. Truth. What a fickle thing. I often wonder how many different truths I can count. I’m sure there are many, but I’ve never managed to count them all. I got bored before then. There is truth in even the most boldest of lies. There is truth in the most conspicuous of unrealities. There is truth in our dreams.

But now, back to the realization. The realization that our story begins with. If you’ve managed to guess, kudos to you. From all the nothing that was swirling about my mind one thought came into existence: I am bored.

That was the first time I discovered boredom. I often times think if it was worth it. Maybe I would have preferred to remain as lifeless as I was. Engulfed in my own voidance.

Nevertheless I was definitely bored. I know the feeling well. I decided something had to be done. I decided to think up other things. Thoughts and feelings. From there I formed my own reality. A fake reality. Eventually my mind became engulfed in my own apparitions. I fell asleep.

In my sleep things remained the same. However, my own abilities became greatly enhanced. I was able to create even bigger realities. And in my artificial realities I grew content. Alone in my thoughts. A world occupied by no other. I soon came to the conclusion something was missing. I grew discontent with my own dream. I grew bored of it. I knew I needed to find something to make it perfect once more.

I knew I couldn’t find it in my own dream, I had to venture out of it. I was unsure if one was able to at the time. I thought perhaps I’d be consigned to suffer in boredom in my imperfect non-reality.

That was when I discovered fear. I did not like fear. But in that fear I gained resolve. I would not be trapped by my own creation. My own desire to escape was enough. Around me my creation began to fade. The colors began to disparate and my surroundings began to shake.
"Ego Te Provoco."

The Hooded Zarosian

Lorehound Extraordinaire

14-Jun-2014 08:51:36 - Last edited on 14-Jun-2014 22:52:03 by Unicornz pwn

Unicornz pwn
Dec Member 2023

Unicornz pwn

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Then there was darkness. I once again felt fear. Had I traded in my imperfect world for one of nothingness? I was not only alone and afraid, yet blind. That was when I opened my eyes.

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All for now. Feel free to post a comment or whatnot. I'm not really sure what people do on here, just thought I'd try it.

Hope you enjoyed it, I at least had fun writing it. I'll try to add more later, depending on the reception it gets.

If it evokes any questions I'll be happy to answer them.

Note: It is in first person but not from "my" perspective.
"Ego Te Provoco."

The Hooded Zarosian

Lorehound Extraordinaire

14-Jun-2014 08:51:40 - Last edited on 14-Jun-2014 08:59:11 by Unicornz pwn

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