Breaking The Illusion [1]

Dream after dreams.

I was subjected to living in one illusion after another. These intricate nightmares made me go through several lives, each one familiar yet new.

But it didn't matter. No matter how layered and complex an illusion was, it didn't trap me for too long.

As soon as I remembered my true identity, the dream would shatter, and my death would follow.

The illusion that held me captive for the longest time was the one where I had almost everything—a caring wife, a lovely daughter, more than enough wealth to last generations, and literally anything else I could've asked for.

It was a perfect life. And that's why it was the most difficult illusion to break. I was hesitant to leave all that behind.

Yes, it was a monotonous life… but it was beautiful.

After that pleasant illusion, I was thrown into harrowing nightmares. Only torment, suffering, and agony followed me in those distressing illusions.