He then 'popped' the bubble.
Every single person alive woke up.
Those that had access to the new drug weren't affected.
Since he had maintained contact with the spirit bodies of those dreaming. He traced them back to the real world. There was still resistance however. Within a few seconds, he was pushed out of the thousands of bodies that had survived up until this point.
A incarnation of himself formed.
Then another.
For each person that had survived. There was a new spiritual body of himself. They were all 'him'. He was blasted with a lot of sensory information. If he hadn't spent over a year getting blasted from the backlash of messing with the dream realm.
This form of consciousness he was experiencing perhaps would have assimilated him.
"It said to interact with reality..."
"I will need power!"
All of the spirit bodies flew into the sky and gathered together. This only took a few days. Soon... Visdre was standing high above thousands of himself.
"I've split my visualization technique in half once before."
"I'll do it again! But this time... I'll divide it into a thousand parts!"
He looked into his sea of consciousness. It was incredibly complex as there were over 2000 dimensions to it.
Visdre waved his hands as he had each version of himself rotate the technique. He wasn't crazy enough to do what he had done before.
Rotating the technique brings him back to the white room. But he found that only one version of himself was acknowledged by the book.
"This is my true self!"
He had done it! He was in the white room, but still had access to data outside it. Even without his body. He now had thousands of helpers.
He searched the world and was shocked at what had happened.
"An apocalypse? What killed off most of humanity?"
Visdre had a lot of helpers now... but he couldn't even access the internet. Even if he stalked a person and tried to possess them eventually. Most people alive were rare and struggling to survive.
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Visdre had no idea he was the source of this catastrophe.
He wanted to read more of "Path of Somnus: God's Death". But the infrastructure of society had fallen apart too quickly.
He left the white room.
"This world is too empty..."
He looked at the completely empty dream realm.
"Was it me?"
"Hidden existences are too powerful. A mere experiment resulted in the death of most things in existence."
Visdre held out his hands and condensed the entire dream realm. The backlash wasn't even able to disperse his spirit body now.
"I need to leave!"
He had a plan. He would leave 'F555'.
As the dream realm condensed... the hidden rules of F555 started to act. Reality started to fall apart. This resulted in the death of the remaining survivors.
The barrier between dreams and reality was weakened.
As the world fell apart. Humanity saw Visdre.
The dream he constructed had only one thing within it. It was his visualization technique. He then grasped the dream.
[ECHO]: Stage 2010 - 99%
Visdre felt danger for the first time in awhile.
He rotated his key.
He appeared in the white room.
But something was happening.
"The step did say to destroy my source castle... I guess it was possible after all..."
There was cracks in the white room! They were growing larger. What Visdre didn't know was that his source castle was indeed located in F555.
With the collapse of F555. Even he would be wiped out. Even his eternal thread.
The white room shattered and Visdre was surrounded in total darkness. He knew the source of his revival was the black book.
Path of Somnus
He grasped it as if it were his last lifeline. He had long lost the fear of death. But he felt disappointed.
"I'm not immortal after all..."
He was getting consumed by nothingness. He kept reviving and getting destroyed repeatedly. The black book was starting to turn transparent.
"Hahahaha! If this keeps up. I'll be truly wiped out."
"This is..."
"Exhilarating!"
He took the dream bubble he had created. The artificial dream appeared within his hands. He took the book and placed it within the dream bubble.
"I've already died once."
"Let's go for another round, shall we?"
The moment the black book entered the dream bubble. He felt as if his revival mechanism was disconnected from him.
He flicked his fingers and embraced the backlash of reality on hidden existences. Just like when he was wiped out from messing with the dream realm. He directly manipulated this space, creating a very small hole in reality.
He had opened up a portal to another universe!
The dream was shuttled through this hole as it closed.
[ECHO]: Technique has collapsed!
Visdre was wiped out.
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Visdre Mallaichte was just your average guy. Actually, no. He was far below average. He had no family background. He had no money. No friends or close ones. His intelligence was even a few deviations below average.
But he had a secret.
It involved his dreams.
Every night when he went to bed. He would have the exact same dream. It had haunted him for his entire life.
What was this dream?
He dreamed of a black book.
The title was incomprehensible. The contents was squirming text. He had always had this dream.
One day... while he was reading webnovels.
He saw an advertisement. It was only three words with three circles.
"Path of Somnus."
He clicked it out of curiosity.
'Oh? You found this? Congratulations!
This isn't 'Paradox'. This is another version of the technique. A step by step guide to creating...
A visualization technique.
Be warned. Mastering this technique can cause a change in destiny. It can cause one to become eternal. Some consider this a curse, some a blessing.
Path of Somnus: God's Death
Current Universe: F554
Transformation: 3/3'
"What a weird book..."