Years passed and one day, I woke up to find that everything had changed. The world around me looked unfamiliar, as if something was missing. It felt like destiny was playing a cruel game with me, teasing me with illusions. Was this what it felt like to be deceived into believing in something that wasn't real? Confused and searching for answers, I turned to the moon and stars, hoping they held the key to understanding my reality. Were they the only ones who knew the truth? Desperate to awaken from this disillusionment, I yearned for a way to uncover the truth. But how? How could I break free from the clutches of this predetermined fate?