Beneath The Real

He awoke—but the world had moved on without him.



The song of birds. The hush of rain. His mother’s reassuring smile—all vanished.

In their place: silence. A familiar world, now distant. Hollow. Unwelcoming.



But the night before, he dreamed.



A path had unfolded in the depths of his mind—fractured, perilous, shaped by memory and sin. In that dreamscape, he glimpsed trials of flesh, of heart... and of forgotten truths.



Now, a question lingers in the waking world:



If he can navigate the twisted field of his own mind—

If he can reclaim what was lost...

Will it free him?

Or will it unleash something far darker?



In a world governed by sin-born power, watched by divine remnants, and manipulated by forces beyond creation—

This is the journey of the Pale Heir.



Note: I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad. com