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Colorful visions still clouded him in the playroom of the Dream Ocean. The dream spared and protected him.
But then Oudrim saw something.
It wouldn't let go of him, although he didn't recognize it immediately.
Deep in him it connected him with the feeling that had accompanied Monja's voice,
with which she had sent cryptic but useful messages to him in gentle words.
From the background came a storm of jealousy that refused to let the two find each other.
A battle of subtle sensations in profound and progressive impulses of the mind swayed his heart.
At the same time, the environment withdrew from his childhood.
But new memories had opened up in him, his old existence gradually fading.
It had already started the moment he started walking this path.
Yes, at that time he had switched from one reality to the other and found a past there
that had moved back in time to his birth. She was expecting him.
But what was real now? These new memories or what he had previously understood as his consciousness.
What was more honest, sincere, and kind to him? Both paths in life were real, they fought against each other.
It shook his mind, his soul.
But in the latter stages of his existence he had grown strong. It might hit him hard, he fell again and again, but he rose with increasing determination, the deeper he understood what he was and what he wanted to be, the more consistently he could choose.

Description
Colorful visions still clouded him in the playroom of the Dream Ocean. The dream spared and protected him.
But then Oudrim saw something.
It wouldn't let go of him, although he didn't recognize it immediately.
Deep in him it connected him with the feeling that had accompanied Monja's voice,
with which she had sent cryptic but useful messages to him in gentle words.
From the background came a storm of jealousy that refused to let the two find each other.
A battle of subtle sensations in profound and progressive impulses of the mind swayed his heart.
At the same time, the environment withdrew from his childhood.
But new memories had opened up in him, his old existence gradually fading.
It had already started the moment he started walking this path.
Yes, at that time he had switched from one reality to the other and found a past there
that had moved back in time to his birth. She was expecting him.
But what was real now? These new memories or what he had previously understood as his consciousness.
What was more honest, sincere, and kind to him? Both paths in life were real, they fought against each other.
It shook his mind, his soul.
But in the latter stages of his existence he had grown strong. It might hit him hard, he fell again and again, but he rose with increasing determination, the deeper he understood what he was and what he wanted to be, the more consistently he could choose.