LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 18: Chapter 15: When Reality Rejects You
The air twisted.
The Spiral City trembled as if something was correcting itself.
Yeaia staggered. Their body flickered—like a half-finished sketch being erased and redrawn. Their breath came in sharp gasps, fingers clawing at their arms as if trying to hold themselves together.
"Klein—" Their voice warped, shifting in tone.
Klein's instincts screamed at him.
He knew what this was.
This wasn't an attack.
This wasn't an enemy.
This was the world rejecting something unnatural.
Yeaia wasn't supposed to exist.
And something was trying to fix that mistake.
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A Silent Erasure
The pressure increased.
Klein had experienced many things—facing Angels, distorting reality through the Gray Fog, even glimpsing the power of True Gods. But this?
This wasn't something trying to kill Yeaia.
This was something trying to make them never have existed at all.
No death. No destruction. Just absence.
Yeaia's legs buckled. They faded, their body flickering between existence and nonexistence.
"I've—" Their voice cracked. "I've felt this before."
Klein reached forward, grabbing their wrist before they could vanish completely.
"Hold on."
Yeaia's mismatched eyes locked onto his.
"You don't understand—"
The city blurred.
Then—
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Memories That Never Were
—a classroom.
Yeaia blinked.
They were sitting in a classroom.
Their hands rested on a wooden desk, fingers tapping against an open book filled with notes. The warm afternoon sun filtered through the window, casting golden light over everything.
A student next to them laughed.
"Yeaia, are you daydreaming again?"
Yeaia opened their mouth—
And froze.
This wasn't real.
They had never gone to school.
They had never had classmates.
Yet the memory felt real.
Their fingers brushed over the wooden desk. They could feel the texture, the warmth of the sunlight, the faint scent of old books.
"Yeaia?" The student frowned.
Yeaia clenched their fists.
"No. This isn't real."
The world cracked.
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The Battle Against Reality
Klein watched as Yeaia flickered between existences.
One moment, they were in his grasp—
The next, they were lost in some false memory.
This was different from the Seer Pathway's illusions.
This was reality itself trying to rewrite them.
Klein gritted his teeth. His connection to the Gray Fog trembled, his status as a god outside of reality allowing him to see the hidden forces at play.
The world was trying to smooth out the error.
It wasn't just erasing Yeaia—it was replacing them with a history that fit.
Klein concentrated. His power stretched through the unseen layers of the world, reaching for Yeaia's existence—refusing to let them be rewritten.
His voice rang out, echoing through the false memories:
"Yeaia. Wake up."
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Breaking the Illusion
The classroom shattered.
Yeaia gasped as the golden sunlight ripped apart, dissolving into empty darkness. The desks, the books, the familiar voices—all vanished into dust.
And in its place—
The Spiral City returned.
Yeaia stumbled forward, Klein still gripping their wrist. Their body was solid again.
They existed.
But Klein could feel it—the world was still trying to reject them.
"That was close." Yeaia's voice was unsteady.
Klein didn't let go. His gaze was sharp, calculating.
"That wasn't an illusion, was it?"
Yeaia shook their head.
"No. That was a reality where I belonged."
They exhaled shakily.
"The world is trying to rewrite me into something that makes sense."
Klein frowned.
"And what happens if it succeeds?"
Yeaia's expression darkened.
"Then I'll stop being me."
Silence hung between them.
Then, finally, Klein spoke.
"We need to find out who wrote you into existence in the first place."
Because if the world itself was trying to erase Yeaia…
Then something had forced them into reality against the will of the universe.
And that meant—
There was an author behind their existence.
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End of Chapter 15
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