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Life can push you to the age of insanity,.A brief glimpse into Errin’s Journey and The Forgotten Valley.

Errin, a man of unknown origins, stumbles upon The Forgotten Valley, a place of profound mystery, where time moves differently, and reality bends like a dream. Drawn in by its untouched beauty and the simple life it offers, he soon finds himself entwined with its people, its customs, and a woman who binds him to the valley in ways he never anticipated. As he fathers children, his role transforms from an outsider to an integral part of the valley’s hidden truths.

But The Forgotten Valley is not just a place—it is an enigma. A world that exists between existence and illusion, where time can stretch a century into a fortnight. Errin lives through lifetimes, experiencing the joys of family, the serenity of nature, and the burden of questions that have no answers. His children grow into extraordinary beings, drawn into powerful sects beyond the valley, where cultivation, trials, and the fate of entire bloodlines are decided by strength.

Yet, a lingering uncertainty remains. Is The Forgotten Valley a sanctuary or a prison? Is his life there real, or merely a fleeting dream? When he finally leaves the valley, time reveals its cruel hand—only twelve years have passed in the outside world, while he has lived for over a century within (144year). Doubt consumes him. Was it all an illusion?

As he nears the end of his life, longing for the valley but unable to return, he entrusts the journey to his sons. Three set out, but only one succeeds. That son finds the valley changed—vast, filled with countless souls living in quiet harmony. His experience mirrors but does not replicate his father’s. And in the end, when Errin dies, he wakes once more… Was The Forgotten Valley real, or was it simply a dream too vivid to forget? Is life real, a dream or a mirror of domething else?

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ERRIN THE OUTSIDER

This Time, It Will Be Real

The wind carried the echoes of forgotten promises, but this time, Errin refused to be swayed.

He had chased illusions before—memories that flickered and faded, dreams that dissolved the moment he reached for them. He had lived lives dictated by fate, shaped by forces unseen, tossed between paths not of his choosing.

His voice was steady, his resolve unshaken.

The past had been a storm of uncertainty, a dance with destiny where he had never truly led. But now, he would hold first. He would no longer let unseen hands decide for him. No longer surrender to the whims of fate, no longer let the tides of memory pull him in directions not his own.

"I won't be making any reckless, unbridled decisions."

Not even destiny would dictate his steps.

Every choice, every step forward, would be his alone.

If he was to lose, it would be by his own hand. If he was to win, it would be because he fought for it. If he was to love, it would be because he chose to.

For too long, he had been caught in the cycle of fate, forced to relive, to remember, to forget.

The unknown stretched before him—not as an illusion, not as a story already written, but as something waiting to be shaped.

Then, with deliberate intent, he took the first step of his new path—

Chapter 25:This Time It Will Real