The world runs on belief—quiet, unspoken, shared.
A forgotten superstition. A whispered rumor. A fear too deep to name. When enough minds accept an idea, even subconsciously, it begins to take shape. Not as metaphor. Not as symbol. But as something real.
Belief is a blueprint. Reality, the stage. But no idea can walk on its own. For belief to manifest, it needs an actor—someone to wear the mask, to unknowingly play the role. Only then does the story become truth.
As strange events ripple through society—miracles, monsters, impossibilities—the boundary between fiction and reality begins to collapse. The more people believe, the stronger the effect. The world itself starts to rewrite its rules.
But belief is not a tool. It’s a tide. And once it rises, it doesn’t care who called it forth.