I'm chronically ill. I'm chronically hurting. I'm chronically fatigued. I'm chronically anxious. I'm chronically ignored. I'm chronically everything. *this story is in editing*

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

Ryder is your average teenager, except for one thing. He developed a power to bring out anything from his dreams. He fights something called Red Cloak, gives himself a girlfriend, and creates an apocalypse. He and a group of friends go and try to stop everything he had created. But the plot thickens when Ryder learns of a company he had created called Red Ant. What shall happen to him? Can Ryder stop everything that has happened?