Written by: Al-Aber

Since my early childhood, at the age of six, I began to live a unique experience unlike anything humans usually experience. Every night, when I closed my eyes, a black circle appeared before me, like a gateway to another world, which I called “The Gateway to the World.” This portal was not just a fleeting dream; it was an entrance to parallel worlds, full of wonders and challenges, where I lived entire lives, gaining experiences and wisdom beyond what the human mind could imagine. In this article, I tell my story, which oscillates between talent and curse, between reality and dreams.

This experience began when I was a young child. Every night, I would find myself passing through that black circle into different worlds. Sometimes these worlds were green paradises with pink skies, inhabited by faithful people living lives filled with beauty and enchanting nature. Other times, I would find myself in barren lands, under gray skies, inhabited by hideous, foul-smelling creatures. I would fight fierce battles, but I was always protected by a mysterious force, as if I were divinely guarded.

The strange thing is that these experiences weren't just fleeting dreams. I lived in those worlds for days, weeks, and sometimes even entire years, but when I woke up, only a few hours had passed in our real world. This time difference allowed me to gain experiences and wisdom that far outweighed my actual years. I learned from princes and demons, believers and rebels, and even from worlds that taught me magic, memorizing the Quran, and even the Torah.

At first, I would share the details of these dreams with my mother, and she would laugh and listen to me lovingly. But as time passed, and my stories began to extend over months and years in those worlds, I began to see the worry in her eyes. I realized that these things should remain a secret, so I stopped sharing them. But these experiences weren't easy. How could a fifteen-year-old child experience the equivalent of three hundred years of experience? I began to see people's thoughts and became aware of the presence of beings from those worlds infiltrating ours. Some of them tried to tempt me to join them, but I refused, determined to live a normal life, despite the impossibility of that.

One night, I found myself in an enchanting city, where I was received by a dignified man bearing the marks of wisdom and nobility. He told me that I was not dreaming, but rather spiritually transported physically to their worlds, and that I possessed strength superior to that of the Titans, protected by divine protection. He assured me that this ability was a gift, but it could turn into a curse if I didn't use it properly. He invited me to live with them, and I agreed, settling into his luxurious home.

In that city, I met his daughter, a girl of indescribable beauty and innocence. We shared a hobby of horse riding—strange horses that flew through the sky with energy that combined with my own. As the days passed, strong feelings grew between us, but I was afraid of hurting her by my sudden return to my world. I tried to distance myself, but her father, with his wisdom and kindness, understood my feelings and his daughter's and blessed our marriage.

I lived with her a life full of happiness, and we had five children, three boys and two girls, who were among the most beautiful people God created. But the strange thing is that, despite the years that passed in that world, I remained fifteen years old, while my children grew up and were approaching marriageable age. On the day of one of my daughters' wedding, I suddenly woke up in my bed to find that I had lost my wife, my children, and my entire life. I cried until I had a fever, and I thought I would die of grief.

In a moment of desperation, my wife and children appeared before me, saying they had found a way to reach me through the portal with the help of beings from other worlds. My wife gave me a liquid that revived me, and they told me I could return with them to their world, but this time with my body and soul together.

I decided to postpone my decision, completed my studies, and then traveled to another country. There, the portal opened again, and I crossed into their world, after leaving a message for my parents. I lived a happy life with my wife and children, and thanks to a magic stone my wife found, I was able to remain in that world without my soul leaving my body. Today, I live between two worlds, carrying infinite wisdom and experience, and grateful for the faith that kept my soul from wandering.

My story is not just a dream, but a real-life experience between parallel worlds. It is a divine gift, with its own challenges and beauty. I share it with you in the hope that it will inspire those who have a similar experience to find a balance between reality and dreams, relying on faith and wisdom to stay on the right path.