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| | {{Quote|I've been thinking about a lot of things. Well, we have time - I'm not doing anything, and I wanna find out how I ended up lost in this nightmare. I want to escape if at all possible - it's the same for you, right?|Poniko to [[Madotsuki]] in the novel}} |
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| Poniko is the main protagonist of the novel adaptation of ''Yume Nikki'', called ''[[Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream]]''. At first, she acts solely as the narrator to Madotsuki's progress through the dream world, but soon after she meets up with her, the focus shifts to her quest to discover the reason behind her presence in Madotsuki's dream, as well as how to escape it and to help Madotsuki get over whatever trauma is causing those dreams. | | Poniko is the main protagonist of the novel adaptation of ''Yume Nikki'', called ''[[Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream]]''. At first, she acts solely as the narrator to Madotsuki's progress through the dream world, but soon after she meets up with her, the focus shifts to her quest to discover the reason behind her presence in Madotsuki's dream, as well as how to escape it and to help Madotsuki get over whatever trauma is causing those dreams. |
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| However, it is revealed later on that Madotsuki isn't the dreamer, but just another dream character in Poniko's own dreams. She takes the central stage in her dreams as she is Poniko's shadow, but the only true being is Poniko. Specifically, Madotsuki is the representation of Poniko's expected child. The true nature of the real world is never seen, but it is implied that Poniko's worry over her child's safety created the dream world she is trapped in. | | However, it is interpreted later on that Madotsuki may not be the dreamer, but instead she is sharing the dreams with Poniko's own dreams. Specifically, Poniko interprets it as Madotsuki is the representation of her expected child. The true nature of the real world is never seen, but it is implied that Poniko's worry over her child's safety created the dream world she is trapped in. |
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| | ==Name Meaning== |
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| | Although she is never officially given a name in-game, [https://vgmdb.net/album/47014 her name comes from the official soundtrack, which calls her room's track "Ponico" or "Poniko"]<ref>Yume Nikki Soundtracks - Yume no Oto</ref>. Her name is the Japanese term for "Ponytail girl". |
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| | [https://namelessrumia.heliohost.org/w/doku.php?id=uboa The word Uboa came from the death throe of the antagonist of Final Fantasy II, known as the “Emperor”], [https://kako.5ch.net/test/read.cgi/gameama/1121438056/738 the word was later used in a 2chan thread to describe the 1/64 trick in Poniko's room, dubbing the fanon name for the event "Uboa" and the character by proxy]. |
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| ==Appearance== | | ==Appearance== |
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| When interacted with or encountered in Uboa’s Trap, its facial features undergo a disturbing transformation. Its face contorts into a grotesque version of itself, with smaller, more unsettling eyes, exaggerated nostrils, and an ambiguous mouth that could be interpreted as either lips or jagged rows of teeth. This nightmarish alteration amplifies its horrifying presence, making it a strikingly memorable figure in the unsettling world of ''Yume Nikki''. | | When interacted with or encountered in Uboa’s Trap, its facial features undergo a disturbing transformation. Its face contorts into a grotesque version of itself, with smaller, more unsettling eyes, exaggerated nostrils, and an ambiguous mouth that could be interpreted as either lips or jagged rows of teeth. This nightmarish alteration amplifies its horrifying presence, making it a strikingly memorable figure in the unsettling world of ''Yume Nikki''. |
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| ==Personality== | | ==Personality== |
| '''From the game'''<br> | | '''From the game'''<br> |
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| '''Pronouns:''' '''She/Her''' | | '''Pronouns:''' '''She/Her''' |
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| '''Age:''' Unknown (Poniko's age is nver directly stated or known, along with a large lack of knowing if she is truly just a dream resident or another dreamer) | | '''Age:''' Unknown (Poniko's age is never directly stated or known, along with a large lack of knowing if she is truly just a dream resident or another dreamer, the most that can be inferred is she is likely around [[Madotsuki]]'s age in most interpretations) |
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| '''Time Period:''' Unknown, likely early 2000s ([https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yume_Nikki#:~:text=Yume%20Nikki%20was%20developed%20and,on%20the%20Japanese%20textboard%202channel. As the game was made in 2004], and many locales in the dream world are more modern for the early 2000s) | | '''Time Period:''' Unknown, likely early 2000s ([https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yume_Nikki#:~:text=Yume%20Nikki%20was%20developed%20and,on%20the%20Japanese%20textboard%202channel. As the game was made in 2004], and many locales in the dream world are more modern for the early 2000s) |
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| '''Residence:''' Pink Sea, Dream World | | '''Residence:''' Pink Sea, Dream World |
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| '''Story Role:''' NPC, Antagonist (In the manga) | | '''Story Role:''' NPC, Antagonist (In the manga), Protagonist (In the light novel) |
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| '''[[Legacy]]:''' '''Unknown Legacy''' | | '''[[Legacy]]:''' '''Unknown Legacy''' |
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| '''Species:''' Possibly Human | | '''Species:''' Possibly Human |
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| '''[[State of Being]]:''' '''Varies''' on interpretation, '''Mental Construct''' in the dream entity interpretation (Poniko is merely a part of [[Madotsuki]]'s dream), '''Regular''' in the Manga Interpretation & Light Novel Interpretation | | '''[[State of Being]]:''' '''Varies''' on interpretation, '''Mental Construct''' in the dream entity interpretation (Poniko is merely a part of [[Madotsuki]]'s dream), '''Regular''' in the Manga Interpretation (In the manga interpretation Poniko is one of the many "bad girls" brough to the dream world to be converted into "good girls") & Light Novel Interpretation (The Light Novel takes a different interpretation where Poniko is interprets that she is the dreamer in this take instead of [[Madotsuki]], constantly trying to chase after and talk to Madotsuki<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n159/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=On%20hearing%20that,shape%20and%20components ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 25 / Interpreting Dreams'']: “My dreams, my heart and mind—” Again, I ask, “What will that explain?”<br>“T’d rather hear your opinion on that subject than mine — it’s vital.”<br>On hearing that, I begrudgingly begin to think.<Br>I remember.<br>Everything I saw, heard, and felt in the dream.<br>"I..."<br>The dream is so far away, and remembering it here in reality is hard.<br>Even so, I desperately try to scrutinize it.<br>“In my dreams, I’m always chasing a lone girl who’s just walking around. That girl seems to be collecting something. No, it’s more like she has nothing else to do. She’s picking up these special things, things that left an impression, throughout her mind.”<Br>I named these “Effects.”<br>The dream didn’t seem to have any other obvious goal besides collecting them.<br>Just walking around.<br>That’s all you did the whole time, occasionally stopping to gather Effects.<br>“For the mind, that’s the most important thing. I think it’s a very significant activity. I was trying to collect the pieces of my mind, trying to put them together like a jigsaw puzzle. Trying to create the completed version. That’s what I think. Collecting the shattered pieces of my heart, returning myself, that seems to be the goal—”<br>I can’t really put it into words. So much so that it makes me impatient.<Br>I cannot understand your feelings.<br>“T want to be treated, want my illness to be cured, I think those are the feelings I’m trying to express. It’s painful, so I don’t want to stay ill. I want to return to health, to well-being. That’s why I gather the things missing, the things scattered about—”<br>“That might be true.”<br>The doctor will not reach a conclusion."</ref>. Poniko interprets this as [[Madotsuki]] was her child that she had a miscarriage with<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n182/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=Yet%20for%20me,distorted. ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 28 / To Die]: "Even so, it feels like I’ve moved through life weathering a storm.<br>But something caused everything to fail and fall apart.<Br>Maybe I was blessed with a child. I was pregnant. A new life resided within me. That was you. What I’m referring to as “you” was that child. Those swaying braids were a symbol of the umbilical cord. The fetus always slept, without opening her eyes. That’s why your eyes were always closed — at least, that’s what I think.<br>A fetus, inside its mother’s stomach, is connected to her, sharing her dream.<br>Another person, connected.<br>That’s why we both existed in the dream at the same time. Normally, we would be switching out. As if the baton were passed, surface and hidden, conscious and unconscious, reality and dreams, they’re all supposed to switch. I saw you. We exist separately yet had the same dream.<br>That’s the trick.<br>At the very least, I get the feeling that that line of thinking makes some sort of sense.<br>But, you’ve died. You emerged, fell, and died. Maybe I had a miscarriage. I was unable to acknowledge it. Unable to accept it, I averted my eyes, held back those memories and that pain, sealed it away, and got distorted. I ruptured and broke.<br>And then I got sick.<br>You.<br>You, to whom I never gave a name.<br>I was supposed to love you. The treasure I found after this painful, suffocating life. | gave you a hat and scarf as a gift. I wanted to walk off somewhere with you, hand-in-hand. I wanted to read picture books aloud to you, the both of us laughing together.<br>However, I cannot touch you.<br>Never again, for all eternity.<Br>You emerged, fell, and died.<br>I can’t even see you in my dreams anymore.<br>That is my conjecture.<br>My conclusion.<br>My interpretation.<br>The symbols scattered throughout the dreams, these things I’ve called Effects that carry a particular degree of impression, are gathered, making the heart whole. With all of the pieces that went missing filled in, I remember everything. Unable to handle it, my unconscious mind leapt out, was crushed and ruined, then died.<Br>You’ve gone so far away.<br>Even if I reach out, my hand won’t reach you.<br>Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, and all the kings in the world couldn’t put him together again. Not even God. The dreams fall, fall... slamming into the ground. Cracking into pieces like an egg, ending up all over the place. All that remains in my future is blood scattered about a gloomy darkness.<Br>I wanted to live my life with you.<br>I was supposed to love you.<br>All I wanted was for you to come out of my belly, to be born. Once the umbilical cord is severed, we can no longer share our dreams.<br>Even that would have been fine. I wanted you to live, not in dreams, but in reality.<Br>Even if I wasn’t in your dream, it would be fine.<Br>But the one who disappeared was you.<br>All that’s left is me, with a giant hole in my belly and my heart.</ref>. At the end of the novel Poniko furthers the assumption that in a way the newborn and her are sharing the same dream somehow and she has been keeping her locked away within this dream and is finally ready to embrace her<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n189/mode/1up?view=theater ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Final Chapter / I Am Not in Your Dream]: "Finally, I reach the highest part of the hill.<br>The peak.<br>When I look behind me, it is a mountain of unbelievable height. It seems I have reached its highest point. There, the ground is a bit cracked. A small hole gapes there, spewing steam that seems to hint at good fortune and to invite sleep.<br>That hole looks like a crater. It looks like magma, the Earth’s lifeforce itself, could come flowing out. On the other hand, it looks like it could lead to a mysterious and wondrous land. That hole really is so small, and save for a miracle, it does not seem like one could get inside. It is a realistic hole, one that won’t open, no matter how much magic or mysticism one puts into it.<Br>However, I try to go farther in. There’s nowhere else to go, unless I fold myself up and proceed through this hole. If I lop off my appendages and my head, I could make myself smaller. No, concentrate myself. Like a jewel. I try to fold myself up, over and over, but nothing changes.<br>I try over and over.<br>Even though I feel like giving up, I muster my courage.<br>I devote myself to this exhausting effort.<Br>I suddenly fall into the hole.<Br>I can’t make a decent landing, and I hit my backside hard. A violent pain causes me to shriek. But, it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t. Endure, endure... I grind my teeth and withstand the impact and agony of what it feels like to be crushed.<Br>I stand up.<Br>There is a stairway right before me. It’s a rusted, unreliable stairway that looks like it’s on the verge of crumbling. It’s constructed in a spiral, like DNA, and likely leads deep underground. It stretches farther in, deeper in.<Br>I don’t know where it leads. However, it’s my one and only path. I can no longer turn back. I timidly descend. With each step, the stairs creak, echoing a disquieting sound. Like a dangerous walk across a tightrope.<Br>Finally, the stairway snaps partway down, and I fall once more. This time, it’s not from that great of a height. I soon hit the ground, giving me no time to prepare my body for impact.<br>I feel like crying.<Br>I sit up, then stand.<br>I’m in terrible state with my clothes dirtied and torn, but I’ve made it somehow. Maybe it’s the deepest part of the dream. Further, further, and further in still. It’s normally a place where one can’t reach. Surely, within the collective unconscious.<br>Numerous broken machines are kept here.<br>They’re huge machines, ones that look like trains. Just as the body is a vehicle for genes, for life. That’s what they appear to symbolize. The trains are completely worn down, with breakdowns and broken parts here and there. They’re vehicles that are broken down and, without serious repairs, will never move again.<br>They are heavily damaged mechanisms.<Br>But, they’re still here.<br>I think as I walk along, dizzy, leaning against the machines for support.<br>hey’re broken down. They’ve fallen ill, gotten tired, and seem ready to give up living. This is my heart, my mind, my life, in this very state. I wasn’t that strong of a vessel. I broke down, let off sparks, lived on, dragging along this husk in desperate need of repair.<Br>However—<br>I think I have made a huge mistake. The vehicle is broken, but it’s still here. The one who decides whether or not it’s truly useless is me.<Br>No, from the beginning, it was me myself.<br>This is my dream.<br>My unconscious.<br>Within my mind and heart.<Br>The girl with the hat and scarf, those monochromatic sisters, that doctor, all of them are denizens of my dreams. My shadow selves. I can’t speak about anything I don’t know, but that doesn’t mean that’s all there is to the truth.<br>I tried to admonish, blame, and abandon my shadows — the antagonizers of my ego. Isn’t that evasion? Isn’t that running away? I miscarried my precious child, and she was lost. I fell ill. That’s what I believed.<br>What if that weren’t true?<Br>What if it were just anxiety, the screams and cries of the shadows, of my unconscious mind? What if truth and reality were different?<Br>What if it had just been a pregnancy riddled with anxiety — anxiety about whether or not I could successfully give birth, about whether I could properly love and care for her? I was afraid of miscarrying and losing my child. No, in that situation, my stomach would just get lighter. I would feel relieved somehow. That’s all I thought.<Br>If I had just quit from the start, I would have felt despair, but nothing worse.<br>In order to protect my heart and mind, I pretended not to see my own child, about to be born.<Br>From the beginning, I resigned myself to your death and just let myself go on thinking that way.<Br>How ridiculous. I am the worst. Of course, this is just my imagination. I no longer know the difference between right and wrong, or where the truth lies.<br>But, I want to believe it. From the very depths of ruin, it would be infinitely better.<br>At the same time, what if my imagination is correct—<br>I was So sorry.<Br>In my dreams, that girl has died over and over. You, who flew, fell, and died. I sacrificed you in order to protect my own heart and mind. I distanced myself, pretended not to see, averted my eyes. I decided that it was preferable for you to die so I didn’t have to feel pain. Because you were someone else. Because it didn’t have anything to do with me. That’s what I had begun to think.<br>Of course, unconsciously.<br>But that’s too horrible. I regret it.<br>I’m so sorry I’m weak, and I gave up. I’m sorry. But—<Br>But you’ve been right here.<Br>I look up. There is a large life form. It looks like a monster. A monster writhing and moaning in pain......<Br>This is the fruit of my distorted heart.<Br>It looks like a fetus. A frail, dainty, and precious life, with no way to protect itself. Sealed away in the depths of the dream, in the deepest part of my mind, is you. I draw close to you. I apologize over and over, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.<Br>I’m sorry.<Br>I won’t forget again. I won’t seal you deep down here, pretending I don’t see you. I won’t let you feel lonely again. I’ll be by your side. I draw the thing that looks like a fetus near. I hold you, feel your body heat.<br>It’s warm.<Br>I feel like I’m getting sleepy.<br>There are times where dreams have predicted reality.<br>Those could have been coincidences. Or perhaps it was instinct, peeking out statistically from the collective unconscious. Prophecies. Future predictions... So it could be possible that someday, I may have to see you in that absolute worst state, a future where you fly, fall, and die.<br>However, I will go to great lengths to make sure that doesn’t happen.<Br>I will be brave and draw you close.<Br>I will protect you.<br>Until you disappear from my dreams, until you come forth from my belly, I will continue to draw you close like this.<br>I will liberate you, unharmed, so that you are no longer imprisoned in these dreams.<Br>Someday, you and I will no longer be able to share a dream.<Br>I will not be in your dream.<Br>As you will not be in mine.<br>Because you’|l be gone, at least from my dreams, and we’|I bid farewell.<Br>But, I will find you in reality.<br>I will hear your first newborn cries.<Br>You will surely open your eyes and look at me.<Br>And with a broad smile, I will say, “Good morning."</ref>) |
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| '''[[Status]]:''' '''Unknown''' | | '''[[Status]]:''' '''Unknown''', potentially '''Alive''' in the Light Novels Interpretation (The Light Novel takes a different interpretation where Poniko is interprets that she is the dreamer in this take instead of [[Madotsuki]], constantly trying to chase after and talk to Madotsuki<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n159/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=On%20hearing%20that,shape%20and%20components ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 25 / Interpreting Dreams'']: “My dreams, my heart and mind—” Again, I ask, “What will that explain?”<br>“T’d rather hear your opinion on that subject than mine — it’s vital.”<br>On hearing that, I begrudgingly begin to think.<Br>I remember.<br>Everything I saw, heard, and felt in the dream.<br>"I..."<br>The dream is so far away, and remembering it here in reality is hard.<br>Even so, I desperately try to scrutinize it.<br>“In my dreams, I’m always chasing a lone girl who’s just walking around. That girl seems to be collecting something. No, it’s more like she has nothing else to do. She’s picking up these special things, things that left an impression, throughout her mind.”<Br>I named these “Effects.”<br>The dream didn’t seem to have any other obvious goal besides collecting them.<br>Just walking around.<br>That’s all you did the whole time, occasionally stopping to gather Effects.<br>“For the mind, that’s the most important thing. I think it’s a very significant activity. I was trying to collect the pieces of my mind, trying to put them together like a jigsaw puzzle. Trying to create the completed version. That’s what I think. Collecting the shattered pieces of my heart, returning myself, that seems to be the goal—”<br>I can’t really put it into words. So much so that it makes me impatient.<Br>I cannot understand your feelings.<br>“T want to be treated, want my illness to be cured, I think those are the feelings I’m trying to express. It’s painful, so I don’t want to stay ill. I want to return to health, to well-being. That’s why I gather the things missing, the things scattered about—”<br>“That might be true.”<br>The doctor will not reach a conclusion."</ref>. Poniko interprets this as [[Madotsuki]] was her child that she had a miscarriage with<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n182/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=Yet%20for%20me,distorted. ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 28 / To Die]: "Even so, it feels like I’ve moved through life weathering a storm.<br>But something caused everything to fail and fall apart.<Br>Maybe I was blessed with a child. I was pregnant. A new life resided within me. That was you. What I’m referring to as “you” was that child. Those swaying braids were a symbol of the umbilical cord. The fetus always slept, without opening her eyes. That’s why your eyes were always closed — at least, that’s what I think.<br>A fetus, inside its mother’s stomach, is connected to her, sharing her dream.<br>Another person, connected.<br>That’s why we both existed in the dream at the same time. Normally, we would be switching out. As if the baton were passed, surface and hidden, conscious and unconscious, reality and dreams, they’re all supposed to switch. I saw you. We exist separately yet had the same dream.<br>That’s the trick.<br>At the very least, I get the feeling that that line of thinking makes some sort of sense.<br>But, you’ve died. You emerged, fell, and died. Maybe I had a miscarriage. I was unable to acknowledge it. Unable to accept it, I averted my eyes, held back those memories and that pain, sealed it away, and got distorted. I ruptured and broke.<br>And then I got sick.<br>You.<br>You, to whom I never gave a name.<br>I was supposed to love you. The treasure I found after this painful, suffocating life. | gave you a hat and scarf as a gift. I wanted to walk off somewhere with you, hand-in-hand. I wanted to read picture books aloud to you, the both of us laughing together.<br>However, I cannot touch you.<br>Never again, for all eternity.<Br>You emerged, fell, and died.<br>I can’t even see you in my dreams anymore.<br>That is my conjecture.<br>My conclusion.<br>My interpretation.<br>The symbols scattered throughout the dreams, these things I’ve called Effects that carry a particular degree of impression, are gathered, making the heart whole. With all of the pieces that went missing filled in, I remember everything. Unable to handle it, my unconscious mind leapt out, was crushed and ruined, then died.<Br>You’ve gone so far away.<br>Even if I reach out, my hand won’t reach you.<br>Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, and all the kings in the world couldn’t put him together again. Not even God. The dreams fall, fall... slamming into the ground. Cracking into pieces like an egg, ending up all over the place. All that remains in my future is blood scattered about a gloomy darkness.<Br>I wanted to live my life with you.<br>I was supposed to love you.<br>All I wanted was for you to come out of my belly, to be born. Once the umbilical cord is severed, we can no longer share our dreams.<br>Even that would have been fine. I wanted you to live, not in dreams, but in reality.<Br>Even if I wasn’t in your dream, it would be fine.<Br>But the one who disappeared was you.<br>All that’s left is me, with a giant hole in my belly and my heart.</ref>. At the end of the novel Poniko furthers the assumption that in a way the newborn and her are sharing the same dream somehow and she has been keeping her locked away within this dream and is finally ready to embrace her<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n189/mode/1up?view=theater ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Final Chapter / I Am Not in Your Dream]: "Finally, I reach the highest part of the hill.<br>The peak.<br>When I look behind me, it is a mountain of unbelievable height. It seems I have reached its highest point. There, the ground is a bit cracked. A small hole gapes there, spewing steam that seems to hint at good fortune and to invite sleep.<br>That hole looks like a crater. It looks like magma, the Earth’s lifeforce itself, could come flowing out. On the other hand, it looks like it could lead to a mysterious and wondrous land. That hole really is so small, and save for a miracle, it does not seem like one could get inside. It is a realistic hole, one that won’t open, no matter how much magic or mysticism one puts into it.<Br>However, I try to go farther in. There’s nowhere else to go, unless I fold myself up and proceed through this hole. If I lop off my appendages and my head, I could make myself smaller. No, concentrate myself. Like a jewel. I try to fold myself up, over and over, but nothing changes.<br>I try over and over.<br>Even though I feel like giving up, I muster my courage.<br>I devote myself to this exhausting effort.<Br>I suddenly fall into the hole.<Br>I can’t make a decent landing, and I hit my backside hard. A violent pain causes me to shriek. But, it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t. Endure, endure... I grind my teeth and withstand the impact and agony of what it feels like to be crushed.<Br>I stand up.<Br>There is a stairway right before me. It’s a rusted, unreliable stairway that looks like it’s on the verge of crumbling. It’s constructed in a spiral, like DNA, and likely leads deep underground. It stretches farther in, deeper in.<Br>I don’t know where it leads. However, it’s my one and only path. I can no longer turn back. I timidly descend. With each step, the stairs creak, echoing a disquieting sound. Like a dangerous walk across a tightrope.<Br>Finally, the stairway snaps partway down, and I fall once more. This time, it’s not from that great of a height. I soon hit the ground, giving me no time to prepare my body for impact.<br>I feel like crying.<Br>I sit up, then stand.<br>I’m in terrible state with my clothes dirtied and torn, but I’ve made it somehow. Maybe it’s the deepest part of the dream. Further, further, and further in still. It’s normally a place where one can’t reach. Surely, within the collective unconscious.<br>Numerous broken machines are kept here.<br>They’re huge machines, ones that look like trains. Just as the body is a vehicle for genes, for life. That’s what they appear to symbolize. The trains are completely worn down, with breakdowns and broken parts here and there. They’re vehicles that are broken down and, without serious repairs, will never move again.<br>They are heavily damaged mechanisms.<Br>But, they’re still here.<br>I think as I walk along, dizzy, leaning against the machines for support.<br>hey’re broken down. They’ve fallen ill, gotten tired, and seem ready to give up living. This is my heart, my mind, my life, in this very state. I wasn’t that strong of a vessel. I broke down, let off sparks, lived on, dragging along this husk in desperate need of repair.<Br>However—<br>I think I have made a huge mistake. The vehicle is broken, but it’s still here. The one who decides whether or not it’s truly useless is me.<Br>No, from the beginning, it was me myself.<br>This is my dream.<br>My unconscious.<br>Within my mind and heart.<Br>The girl with the hat and scarf, those monochromatic sisters, that doctor, all of them are denizens of my dreams. My shadow selves. I can’t speak about anything I don’t know, but that doesn’t mean that’s all there is to the truth.<br>I tried to admonish, blame, and abandon my shadows — the antagonizers of my ego. Isn’t that evasion? Isn’t that running away? I miscarried my precious child, and she was lost. I fell ill. That’s what I believed.<br>What if that weren’t true?<Br>What if it were just anxiety, the screams and cries of the shadows, of my unconscious mind? What if truth and reality were different?<Br>What if it had just been a pregnancy riddled with anxiety — anxiety about whether or not I could successfully give birth, about whether I could properly love and care for her? I was afraid of miscarrying and losing my child. No, in that situation, my stomach would just get lighter. I would feel relieved somehow. That’s all I thought.<Br>If I had just quit from the start, I would have felt despair, but nothing worse.<br>In order to protect my heart and mind, I pretended not to see my own child, about to be born.<Br>From the beginning, I resigned myself to your death and just let myself go on thinking that way.<Br>How ridiculous. I am the worst. Of course, this is just my imagination. I no longer know the difference between right and wrong, or where the truth lies.<br>But, I want to believe it. From the very depths of ruin, it would be infinitely better.<br>At the same time, what if my imagination is correct—<br>I was So sorry.<Br>In my dreams, that girl has died over and over. You, who flew, fell, and died. I sacrificed you in order to protect my own heart and mind. I distanced myself, pretended not to see, averted my eyes. I decided that it was preferable for you to die so I didn’t have to feel pain. Because you were someone else. Because it didn’t have anything to do with me. That’s what I had begun to think.<br>Of course, unconsciously.<br>But that’s too horrible. I regret it.<br>I’m so sorry I’m weak, and I gave up. I’m sorry. But—<Br>But you’ve been right here.<Br>I look up. There is a large life form. It looks like a monster. A monster writhing and moaning in pain......<Br>This is the fruit of my distorted heart.<Br>It looks like a fetus. A frail, dainty, and precious life, with no way to protect itself. Sealed away in the depths of the dream, in the deepest part of my mind, is you. I draw close to you. I apologize over and over, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.<Br>I’m sorry.<Br>I won’t forget again. I won’t seal you deep down here, pretending I don’t see you. I won’t let you feel lonely again. I’ll be by your side. I draw the thing that looks like a fetus near. I hold you, feel your body heat.<br>It’s warm.<Br>I feel like I’m getting sleepy.<br>There are times where dreams have predicted reality.<br>Those could have been coincidences. Or perhaps it was instinct, peeking out statistically from the collective unconscious. Prophecies. Future predictions... So it could be possible that someday, I may have to see you in that absolute worst state, a future where you fly, fall, and die.<br>However, I will go to great lengths to make sure that doesn’t happen.<Br>I will be brave and draw you close.<Br>I will protect you.<br>Until you disappear from my dreams, until you come forth from my belly, I will continue to draw you close like this.<br>I will liberate you, unharmed, so that you are no longer imprisoned in these dreams.<Br>Someday, you and I will no longer be able to share a dream.<Br>I will not be in your dream.<Br>As you will not be in mine.<br>Because you’|l be gone, at least from my dreams, and we’|I bid farewell.<Br>But, I will find you in reality.<br>I will hear your first newborn cries.<Br>You will surely open your eyes and look at me.<Br>And with a broad smile, I will say, “Good morning."</ref>) |
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| '''[[Weapon Usage]]''' ('''Unique Weaponry;''' [https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/16cFBixckJS9xO8uHrkUFvyUctxxFOfrG?usp=sharing In the manga, Poniko uses the umbrella to stab Mars-san]<ref>Yume Nikki Manga Volume 1, Chapter 7</ref>. '''Knife Usage;''' [https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1PXf5AAvCRHgVgfr1bKiMI80aSRltUHLK?usp=sharing In the manga, Poniko can use a knife to attack with]<ref>Yume Nikki Manga Volume 1, Chapter 9.1</ref>), '''[[Preparation]]''' ([https://drive.google.com/file/d/1OMvJFs16oJZvcO5WQiTwhT9WJIv_ZUfF/view?usp=sharing Poniko has been setting up traps to get the other dreamers and take their effects]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 8</ref>), '''[[Dimensional Storage]]''' ([https://drive.google.com/file/d/1e5P2Drxkb9jm-qgXb4Z-bbiJine7-ERA/view?usp=sharing In the manga, able to pull out items from her chest]<ref>Yume Nikki Manga Volume 1, Chapter 6</ref>), '''[[Immortality]]''' ('''Dream Immortality;''' Regardless of the interpretation, Poniko is an entity within the dream world, [https://youtu.be/DrtBdHZvdzI?t=133 even when killed by] [[Madotsuki]]<ref>Yume Nikki Knife Effect on Poniko</ref>, [https://youtu.be/DrtBdHZvdzI?t=136 will always return when Madotsuki re-enters the room]<ref>Yume Nikki Knife Effect on Poniko</ref>), '''[[Transformation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/tFdrqakwIvk?t=458 Sometimes when Madotsuki turns off the lights in Poniko's room, she will transform into Uboa]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event</ref>. [https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1-U6JBQbQiEID3S3CV1ZP9w6CXyZhvk7u?usp=sharing This is further supported by the manga where she directly transforms into Uboa]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 5</ref>), '''[[Battlefield Removal]]''' ('''Application Based;''' [https://youtu.be/tFdrqakwIvk?t=485 Walking into Uboa sends Madotsuki into Uboa's Trap, a looping area in the White Desert]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event</ref>. [https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1-U6JBQbQiEID3S3CV1ZP9w6CXyZhvk7u?usp=sharing In the manga, Poniko in her Uboa form sends Madotsuki into the White Desert]<ref>Yume Nikki Manga Volume 1, Chapter 5</ref>), '''[[Reality Warping]]''' ([https://youtu.be/tFdrqakwIvk?t=459 Upon transforming into Uboa, the entire room changes along with the background outside the window]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event</ref>. [https://youtu.be/tFdrqakwIvk?t=459 Upon transforming into Uboa, makes Madotsuki unable to leave the room]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event</ref>), '''[[Vibration Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/tFdrqakwIvk?t=459 Upon transforming into Uboa, the entire room starts shaking]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event</ref>), '''[[Technology Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/tFdrqakwIvk?t=471 The light can no longer turn back on while Uboa is present in the room]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event</ref>), '''[[Instant Death]]''' ([https://youtu.be/9LJ9v-uxDkM?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=89 In Yume Nikki -Dream Diary-, Madotsuki with the Mask of Fear can kill enemies nearby]<ref>Yume Nikki -Dream Diary- Mask of Fear Effect</ref>, [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=828 where the Mask of Fear is just Poniko's], [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=846 Uboa Mask]<ref>Yume Nikki -Dream Diary- Uboa's World</ref>), '''[[Perception Manipulation]]''' & '''[[Fear Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/0nIdsT1o8M8?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=397 In Yume Nikki -Dream Diary-, Madotsuki with the Mask of Fear can send fear into targets just from wearing it, causing a massive distortion in the area]<ref>Yume Nikki -Dream Diary- Mask of Fear Effect</ref>, [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=828 where the Mask of Fear is just Poniko's], [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=846 Uboa Mask]<ref>Yume Nikki -Dream Diary- Uboa's World</ref>) | | '''[[Weapon Usage]]''' ('''Unique Weaponry;''' [https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/16cFBixckJS9xO8uHrkUFvyUctxxFOfrG?usp=sharing In the manga, Poniko uses the umbrella to stab Mars-san]<ref>Yume Nikki Manga Volume 1, Chapter 7</ref>. '''Knife Usage;''' [https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1PXf5AAvCRHgVgfr1bKiMI80aSRltUHLK?usp=sharing In the manga, Poniko can use a knife to attack with]<ref>Yume Nikki Manga Volume 1, Chapter 9.1</ref>), '''[[Preparation]]''' ([https://drive.google.com/file/d/1OMvJFs16oJZvcO5WQiTwhT9WJIv_ZUfF/view?usp=sharing Poniko has been setting up traps to get the other dreamers and take their effects]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 8</ref>), '''[[Lucid Dreaming]]''' (In the novel ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'', Poniko is revealed to be the one dreaming the dream world<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n159/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=On%20hearing%20that,shape%20and%20components ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 25 / Interpreting Dreams'']: “My dreams, my heart and mind—” Again, I ask, “What will that explain?”<br>“T’d rather hear your opinion on that subject than mine — it’s vital.”<br>On hearing that, I begrudgingly begin to think.<Br>I remember.<br>Everything I saw, heard, and felt in the dream.<br>"I..."<br>The dream is so far away, and remembering it here in reality is hard.<br>Even so, I desperately try to scrutinize it.<br>“In my dreams, I’m always chasing a lone girl who’s just walking around. That girl seems to be collecting something. No, it’s more like she has nothing else to do. She’s picking up these special things, things that left an impression, throughout her mind.”<Br>I named these “Effects.”<br>The dream didn’t seem to have any other obvious goal besides collecting them.<br>Just walking around.<br>That’s all you did the whole time, occasionally stopping to gather Effects.<br>“For the mind, that’s the most important thing. I think it’s a very significant activity. I was trying to collect the pieces of my mind, trying to put them together like a jigsaw puzzle. Trying to create the completed version. That’s what I think. Collecting the shattered pieces of my heart, returning myself, that seems to be the goal—”<br>I can’t really put it into words. So much so that it makes me impatient.<Br>I cannot understand your feelings.<br>“T want to be treated, want my illness to be cured, I think those are the feelings I’m trying to express. It’s painful, so I don’t want to stay ill. I want to return to health, to well-being. That’s why I gather the things missing, the things scattered about—”<br>“That might be true.”<br>The doctor will not reach a conclusion."</ref> and the doctor notes that she is able to share her dreams in great detail, more then many other people can<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n162/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=Even%20so%2C,does%20seem%20like ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 25 / Interpreting Dreams'']: "Even so, I am still uneasy.<br>It still seems like there are things left to do.<br>“Ts this diary truly complete? Is there not more to it?”<br>The doctor indicates the remaining pages in the diary where I’ve recorded the contents of my dreams.<br>“What about the doors you haven’t opened, the areas you haven’t passed through?”<br>I hate being questioned like this, so I look away.<br>I faintly gaze at the miniature garden sitting on my lap.<br>The Effects make an egg-shape to conceal the doll that looks like you. They look like the ones that you tossed out. After you went to all the trouble to gather them. As if to say they’re not yours, that you don’t need them.<Br>Gather all of the pieces and complete the heart, unifying it.<br>Is that not the heart’s final goal?<br>Why am I rejecting it then?<br>Don’t I want to get better? Don’t I want to feel at ease?<br>Was it intentional that I kept missing you the whole time? Was I walking around and around so that I would get tired out?<Br>I’m misremembering something basic.<br>I am still hiding something.<Br>“Your story is very interesting. There aren’t that many people that could share their dreams in such detail. However, it clearly isn’t enough. There’s something obviously being left out. It’s precisely because certain parts aren’t detailed or clear that they’re painted black,” the doctor says, obviously saddened.<br>Trying to grasp someone else’s mind must be a difficult job. Their unseeable mind and yours collide, damaging one another and bleeding out. You can’t just insert a scalpel from that safe space or give them medicine. The doctor and patient become one, they sympathize, melt together — they warp, hurt each other, and become exhausted.<br>That’s why the doctor hopes their patient will rise up again on their own.<br>That’s the best, clearest way of doing it without anyone being hurt.<br>“Tt doesn’t seem like you’re making it up, though it does seem like you’re glossing over the important parts. That’s why it’s a distorted story, like a book where half the pages have been covered in paint. You don’t realize that you’re avoiding the most important truth.”"</ref>), '''[[Cosmic Awareness]]''' (In the novel ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'', Poniko is revealed to be the one narrating Madotsuki's journey through the novel, watching her every move<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n61/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=I%20am%20watching,impression%20I%20get. ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 11 / Onlooker]: "I am watching you.<br>You stand frozen, somewhat dumbfounded, in the middle of my adorably decorated room.<br>“Uhhm—”<br>I put my hand on my chest and steady my breathing.<br>I tell myself to calm down.<br>I should have been able to predict that this would happen.<br>That’s because you and I — we’re having the same dream.<br>Of course it would be possible that someday, you might find your way here. After all, I’ve thought about what it would be like to come face-toface with you like this, how I should behave — I’ve even practiced it.<br>But, it’s like unexpectedly happening upon a celebrity in town.<br>I feel so flustered.<Br>“W-Welcome. No, that’s not it, this isn’t a store or anything that formal — uhm.”<Br>Not sure of what to say, I stand here, flustered as you stare at me.<Br>No one acts the way they think they would within their dreams.<br>“Tt must have been cold out there. Well, my place isn’t very exciting, but feel free to rest here.” I motion toward a cushion over in the corner of the room.<Br>You show not even a hint of a reaction. I start to feel uneasy once again.<br>I have no clue what you’re thinking — with no hint as to what’s going on inside your head, you wander over expressionlessly to the bookshelf on my wall and begin to investigate.<br>It doesn’t feel very good to have someone just walk up and start touching things in one’s room. It feels like a breach of manners — but I guess that’s what one might do in the relaxed environment of a friend’s room. At least, after seeing the friendly expression on your face, that’s the impression I get."</ref>), '''[[Dimensional Storage]]''' ([https://drive.google.com/file/d/1e5P2Drxkb9jm-qgXb4Z-bbiJine7-ERA/view?usp=sharing In the manga, able to pull out items from her chest]<ref>Yume Nikki Manga Volume 1, Chapter 6</ref>), '''[[Immortality]]''' ('''Dream Immortality;''' Regardless of the interpretation, Poniko is an entity within the dream world, [https://youtu.be/DrtBdHZvdzI?t=133 even when killed by] [[Madotsuki]]<ref>Yume Nikki Knife Effect on Poniko</ref>, [https://youtu.be/DrtBdHZvdzI?t=136 will always return when Madotsuki re-enters the room]<ref>Yume Nikki Knife Effect on Poniko</ref>), '''[[Acausality]]''' ('''Irregular Causality''', '''Contradictive;''' In the novel ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'', the dream world runs under a switched cause and effect due to the various Effects of Madotsuki<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n24/mode/1up?view=theater ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 3 / Red Umbrella:] "You start to stumble forward, but perplexed, you brush aside your bangs and gaze down at your feet.<br>A tiny umbrella is lying on the ground.<br>The vivid, crimson umbrella stands out amidst the unchanging scenery. Without a moment’s hesitation, you pick up the umbrella and open it all the way.<br>When is it that one would use an umbrella? Mainly when rain falls. As if cause and effect, before and after, switched places — like in Through the Looking-Glass — it suddenly begins to rain.<br>Raindrops pound the umbrella with a thunderous rhythm.<br>You pull the red umbrella close to yourself, taking care not to get wet.<br>The rain is like tears, but it is a symbol of blessing. Tears have a positive function — they are like a sponge that soaks up sadness before they are expelled from the body. They brighten the path before you.<br>The puddles are blurred by the massive downpour of rain, the water level rising and then overflowing, like clusters of anxiety, and within them, the arguing man and woman disappear without explanation.<br>As if your worries have been laid to rest, you begin walking along once again, with no set destination.<br>Perhaps it’s that you’re ignoring your troubles, or possibly that you’re letting the umbrella catch them instead.<br>Cheerfully."</ref>. This is further confirmed by [[Poniko]] in the novel, who notes that in the dream world rain falls after Madotsuki opens her umbrella, cause and effect are swapped, because it's all a dream<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n70/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=I%20look%20up,Jungian%20psychology%20sense. ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 13 / The Unconscious Mind]: "I’m already baffled, then you suddenly open your umbrella in front of me, as if to block my view.<br>“Hwha?” I topple back in surprise at your sudden action.<br>At that same moment, even though we’re inside — it starts to rain. It’s a baffling phenomenon, but as we are in a dream, something like this shouldn’t be too much of a shock. The raindrops hit my cheeks and begin to soak the book I’m holding open, so I close it in a panic.<br>I look up at you.<br>“You open an umbrella because rain is falling. That’s reality. That’s the world of the conscious mind. But here, rain falls after you open your umbrella. It’s reversed. Through the Looking-Glass, that story by Lewis Carroll that was like a love letter to the young girl Alice — does hold some important hints. The story of Alice is the story of a dream.”<br>Reason is topsy-turvy. Cause and effect are swapped.<br>Because this is a dream.<br>So that type of logic is fitting here. Through the Looking-Glass is correct in a Jungian psychology sense."</ref>), '''[[Transformation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/tFdrqakwIvk?t=458 Sometimes when Madotsuki turns off the lights in Poniko's room, she will transform into Uboa]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event</ref>. [https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1-U6JBQbQiEID3S3CV1ZP9w6CXyZhvk7u?usp=sharing This is further supported by the manga where she directly transforms into Uboa]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 5</ref>), '''[[Battlefield Removal]]''' ('''Application Based;''' [https://youtu.be/tFdrqakwIvk?t=485 Walking into Uboa sends Madotsuki into Uboa's Trap, a looping area in the White Desert]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event</ref>. [https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1-U6JBQbQiEID3S3CV1ZP9w6CXyZhvk7u?usp=sharing In the manga, Poniko in her Uboa form sends Madotsuki into the White Desert]<ref>Yume Nikki Manga Volume 1, Chapter 5</ref>), '''[[Reality Warping]]''' ([https://youtu.be/tFdrqakwIvk?t=459 Upon transforming into Uboa, the entire room changes along with the background outside the window]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event</ref>. [https://youtu.be/tFdrqakwIvk?t=459 Upon transforming into Uboa, makes Madotsuki unable to leave the room]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event</ref>), '''[[Vibration Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/tFdrqakwIvk?t=459 Upon transforming into Uboa, the entire room starts shaking]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event</ref>), '''[[Technology Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/tFdrqakwIvk?t=471 The light can no longer turn back on while Uboa is present in the room]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event</ref>), '''[[Instant Death]]''' ([https://youtu.be/9LJ9v-uxDkM?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=89 In YUMENIKKI -DREAM DIARY-, Madotsuki with the Mask of Fear can kill enemies nearby]<ref>YUMENIKKI -DREAM DIARY- Mask of Fear Effect</ref>, [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=828 where the Mask of Fear is just Poniko's], [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=846 Uboa Mask]<ref>YUMENIKKI -DREAM DIARY- Uboa's World</ref>), '''[[Perception Manipulation]]''' & '''[[Fear Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/0nIdsT1o8M8?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=397 In YUMENIKKI -DREAM DIARY-, Madotsuki with the Mask of Fear can send fear into targets just from wearing it, causing a massive distortion in the area]<ref>YUMENIKKI -DREAM DIARY- Mask of Fear Effect</ref>, [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=828 where the Mask of Fear is just Poniko's], [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=846 Uboa Mask]<ref>YUMENIKKI -DREAM DIARY- Uboa's World</ref>). |
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| | '''[[Resistance]]''' to '''[[Temperature Manipulation]]''' (In the novel ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'', it is mentioned that one cannot feel hot or cold because it's a dream<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n24/mode/1up?view=theater ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 8 / Blizzard:] "You seem relieved by the sight and begin walking through the snow.<br>It’s a beautiful snow field, untainted by anyone else’s footsteps.<br>You walk about the wind-blown ruts made in the snow.<br>You open the red umbrella, which you seem to have taken a liking to, blocking out the onslaught of snow as you walk along. Your footsteps are light, meaning it might not be as cold as one would expect. Perhaps it’s because it’s a dream, so you just can’t feel hot and cold. The unexplained warmth you’ve experienced is likely something of your own creation."</ref>) |
| |-|Stolen Effects= | | |-|Stolen Effects= |
| [https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1-U6JBQbQiEID3S3CV1ZP9w6CXyZhvk7u?usp=sharing In the manga]<ref>Yume Nikki Manga Volume 1, Chapter 5</ref>, [https://drive.google.com/file/d/1k9uz0fZssMUxOBgZCpQ6bxKCHXmB_dc7/view?usp=sharing Poniko steals all of Madotsuki's effects]<ref>Yume Nikki Manga Volume 1, Chapter 8</ref>, which includes: | | [https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1-U6JBQbQiEID3S3CV1ZP9w6CXyZhvk7u?usp=sharing In the manga]<ref>Yume Nikki Manga Volume 1, Chapter 5</ref>, [https://drive.google.com/file/d/1k9uz0fZssMUxOBgZCpQ6bxKCHXmB_dc7/view?usp=sharing Poniko steals all of Madotsuki's effects]<ref>Yume Nikki Manga Volume 1, Chapter 8</ref>, which includes: |
| '''[[Aquatic Adaptation]]''' ([https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1gAACBcmMqIcluBD09nl4ukLQZrXZ0qBl?usp=sharing With the frog effect, can traverse aquatic terrain]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 4</ref>), '''[[Heat Manipulation]]''' ([https://drive.google.com/file/d/1RNak08eSxL_KJ_zuCH7R2pOBnNjonKic/view?usp=sharing With the hat and scarf, can keep Madotsuki warm in a cold blizzard, despite just being a hat and a scarf]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 4</ref>), '''[[Weather Manipulation]]''' ([https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1BJA2Dv4blZPX13sCSMRNhZZS0tZK0ifA?usp=sharing With the Umbrella effect, causes a rain storm when she opens the umbrella]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 3</ref>), '''[[Mind Manipulation]]''' ([https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/12gRiw2Zftc5dPK6jhnGPg5dSKsZXW9H4?usp=sharing With the traffic light effect]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 3</ref>, [https://drive.google.com/file/d/13kZB2gACbgF6FnYvocoJ0mSU3y8A9oLc/view?usp=sharing can force most NPCs to stop in place by switching her light to red]<ref>Yume Nikki Stoplight Effect</ref>) | | '''[[Aquatic Adaptation]]''' ([https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1gAACBcmMqIcluBD09nl4ukLQZrXZ0qBl?usp=sharing With the frog effect, can traverse aquatic terrain]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 4</ref>), '''[[Heat Manipulation]]''' ([https://drive.google.com/file/d/1RNak08eSxL_KJ_zuCH7R2pOBnNjonKic/view?usp=sharing With the hat and scarf, can keep Madotsuki warm in a cold blizzard, despite just being a hat and a scarf]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 4</ref>), '''[[Weather Manipulation]]''' ([https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1BJA2Dv4blZPX13sCSMRNhZZS0tZK0ifA?usp=sharing With the Umbrella effect, causes a rain storm when she opens the umbrella]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 3</ref>), '''[[Mind Manipulation]]''' ([https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/12gRiw2Zftc5dPK6jhnGPg5dSKsZXW9H4?usp=sharing With the traffic light effect]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 3</ref>, [https://drive.google.com/file/d/13kZB2gACbgF6FnYvocoJ0mSU3y8A9oLc/view?usp=sharing can force most NPCs to stop in place by switching her light to red]<ref>Yume Nikki Stoplight Effect</ref>), '''[[Causality Manipulation]]''' (In the novel ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'', Madotsuki's effects switch cause and effect, such as the existence of the Umbrella has a casual link to causing it to rain<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n24/mode/1up?view=theater ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 3 / Red Umbrella:] "You start to stumble forward, but perplexed, you brush aside your bangs and gaze down at your feet.<br>A tiny umbrella is lying on the ground.<br>The vivid, crimson umbrella stands out amidst the unchanging scenery. Without a moment’s hesitation, you pick up the umbrella and open it all the way.<br>When is it that one would use an umbrella? Mainly when rain falls. As if cause and effect, before and after, switched places — like in Through the Looking-Glass — it suddenly begins to rain.<br>Raindrops pound the umbrella with a thunderous rhythm.<br>You pull the red umbrella close to yourself, taking care not to get wet.<br>The rain is like tears, but it is a symbol of blessing. Tears have a positive function — they are like a sponge that soaks up sadness before they are expelled from the body. They brighten the path before you.<br>The puddles are blurred by the massive downpour of rain, the water level rising and then overflowing, like clusters of anxiety, and within them, the arguing man and woman disappear without explanation.<br>As if your worries have been laid to rest, you begin walking along once again, with no set destination.<br>Perhaps it’s that you’re ignoring your troubles, or possibly that you’re letting the umbrella catch them instead.<br>Cheerfully."</ref>. This is further confirmed by [[Poniko]] in the novel, who notes that in the dream world rain falls after Madotsuki opens her umbrella, cause and effect are swapped, because it's all a dream<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n70/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=I%20look%20up,Jungian%20psychology%20sense. ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 13 / The Unconscious Mind]: "I’m already baffled, then you suddenly open your umbrella in front of me, as if to block my view.<br>“Hwha?” I topple back in surprise at your sudden action.<br>At that same moment, even though we’re inside — it starts to rain. It’s a baffling phenomenon, but as we are in a dream, something like this shouldn’t be too much of a shock. The raindrops hit my cheeks and begin to soak the book I’m holding open, so I close it in a panic.<br>I look up at you.<br>“You open an umbrella because rain is falling. That’s reality. That’s the world of the conscious mind. But here, rain falls after you open your umbrella. It’s reversed. Through the Looking-Glass, that story by Lewis Carroll that was like a love letter to the young girl Alice — does hold some important hints. The story of Alice is the story of a dream.”<br>Reason is topsy-turvy. Cause and effect are swapped.<br>Because this is a dream.<br>So that type of logic is fitting here. Through the Looking-Glass is correct in a Jungian psychology sense."</ref>) |
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| | Effects are the main source of items in Yume Nikki, in the novel, [[Poniko]] names them these as they are items in the dreams that leave an impression on the dreamer, dripping with significance and essentially leaving an "Effect" on them<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n86/mode/1up?q=effects#:~:text=near%20death.-,As%20if%20you%20hate%20the%20idea%2C%20you%20collect%20all%20of,extraordinary%20areas.,-Each%20Effect%20brings Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream Chapter 16 / Sleepwalking: "As if you hate the idea, you collect all of the things you have discovered within your dreams that have left an impression upon you. These items that drip with significance, which I call Effects, are reliably preserved within you, like the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle coming together to make up who you are.<br>Among those Effects are those which, on occasion, can impact your surroundings. As you use them, you can set foot into increasingly extraordinary areas.<Br>Each Effect brings with it its own heaviness, and some bring a sense of pain — as you acquire each one, you seem to become more and more exhausted. Becoming fulfilled, growing, but getting more and more tired. It’s almost like becoming an adult.<br>You continue gathering a variety of Effects.<Br>Like a bicycle, for example. That little vehicle, left in the corner of a fantastical world, moves you farther and faster than ever before. Chasing you as you zip about with such zeal, your braids flying in the wind, is something that brings me a great deal of hardship.<br>Or like the knife. It seems to be the only weapon that you possess. With it, you walk here and there, stabbing some of the bizarre beings and destroying others. Like the legs that look like they were being grown in some vessel, or the thing overflowing with blood, or the woman that looks like she melted in the hot springs, or the thing that looks like a toy soldier. It is scary for me when you are waving the knife about, and I stay away from you for fear of being stabbed."]</ref>, effects naturally reverse causality and circumvent logic as well<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n24/mode/1up?view=theater ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 3 / Red Umbrella:] "You start to stumble forward, but perplexed, you brush aside your bangs and gaze down at your feet.<br>A tiny umbrella is lying on the ground.<br>The vivid, crimson umbrella stands out amidst the unchanging scenery. Without a moment’s hesitation, you pick up the umbrella and open it all the way.<br>When is it that one would use an umbrella? Mainly when rain falls. As if cause and effect, before and after, switched places — like in Through the Looking-Glass — it suddenly begins to rain.<br>Raindrops pound the umbrella with a thunderous rhythm.<br>You pull the red umbrella close to yourself, taking care not to get wet.<br>The rain is like tears, but it is a symbol of blessing. Tears have a positive function — they are like a sponge that soaks up sadness before they are expelled from the body. They brighten the path before you.<br>The puddles are blurred by the massive downpour of rain, the water level rising and then overflowing, like clusters of anxiety, and within them, the arguing man and woman disappear without explanation.<br>As if your worries have been laid to rest, you begin walking along once again, with no set destination.<br>Perhaps it’s that you’re ignoring your troubles, or possibly that you’re letting the umbrella catch them instead.<br>Cheerfully."</ref><ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n70/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=I%20look%20up,Jungian%20psychology%20sense. ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 13 / The Unconscious Mind]: "I’m already baffled, then you suddenly open your umbrella in front of me, as if to block my view.<br>“Hwha?” I topple back in surprise at your sudden action.<br>At that same moment, even though we’re inside — it starts to rain. It’s a baffling phenomenon, but as we are in a dream, something like this shouldn’t be too much of a shock. The raindrops hit my cheeks and begin to soak the book I’m holding open, so I close it in a panic.<br>I look up at you.<br>“You open an umbrella because rain is falling. That’s reality. That’s the world of the conscious mind. But here, rain falls after you open your umbrella. It’s reversed. Through the Looking-Glass, that story by Lewis Carroll that was like a love letter to the young girl Alice — does hold some important hints. The story of Alice is the story of a dream.”<br>Reason is topsy-turvy. Cause and effect are swapped.<br>Because this is a dream.<br>So that type of logic is fitting here. Through the Looking-Glass is correct in a Jungian psychology sense."</ref>. |
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| ==Notable Techniques== | | ==Notable Techniques== |
| *'''Uboa:''' A transformation Poniko can take, in the manga interpretation [https://drive.google.com/file/d/1aOZRfqCjoTaAtWE3beLRP0l3xvUfw9s3/view?usp=sharing the Uboa transformation is a result of the girls wanting to be let out, creating an unsightly lump to appear around them], [https://drive.google.com/file/d/1ohbmApBFWwBDLMgr9KhoCPM2Hz0S9M3c/view?usp=sharing eventually fully forming over them as they do not accept the changes of the dream world]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 6</ref>. In media like -Dream Diary-, [https://youtu.be/9LJ9v-uxDkM?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=89 her Uboa form can kill those that try to attack her]<ref>Yume Nikki -Dream Diary- Mask of Fear Effect</ref>, [https://youtu.be/0nIdsT1o8M8?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=397 and send fear into the targets while distorting the area]<ref>Yume Nikki -Dream Diary- Mask of Fear Effect</ref>. | | <tabber> |
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| | *'''Uboa:''' A transformation Poniko can take, in the manga interpretation [https://drive.google.com/file/d/1aOZRfqCjoTaAtWE3beLRP0l3xvUfw9s3/view?usp=sharing the Uboa transformation is a result of the girls wanting to be let out, creating an unsightly lump to appear around them], [https://drive.google.com/file/d/1ohbmApBFWwBDLMgr9KhoCPM2Hz0S9M3c/view?usp=sharing eventually fully forming over them as they do not accept the changes of the dream world]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 6</ref>. In media like -Dream Diary-, [https://youtu.be/9LJ9v-uxDkM?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=89 her Uboa form can kill those that try to attack her]<ref>YUMENIKKI -DREAM DIARY- Mask of Fear Effect</ref>, [https://youtu.be/0nIdsT1o8M8?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=397 and send fear into the targets while distorting the area]<ref>YUMENIKKI -DREAM DIARY- Mask of Fear Effect</ref>. |
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| While it is never outright confirmed in the game that Uboa and Poniko are the same being, the fact that Uboa pops up in her spot and does not appear if she is killed makes it heavily likely that they are the same person. | | *While it is never outright confirmed in the game that Uboa and Poniko are the same being, the fact that Uboa pops up in her spot and [https://youtu.be/DrtBdHZvdzI?t=290 does not appear if she is killed]<ref>Yume Nikki Uboa Event if Poniko is killed</ref> makes it heavily likely that they are the same person. |
| | *While a large amount of characters names from ''Yume Nikki'' are fanon names as they have no official names, we shall use the fan names on their pages as they are already ingrained and well known enough in the community along with them not having an actual official name in the first place. For example, characters such as [[Poniko]] and [[Uboa]]. |
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| The game's portrayal of isolation may also reflect real-world phenomena, such as the Hikikomori culture, where individuals withdraw from society entirely, choosing to remain indoors rather than engage with the outside world. This phenomenon, which affects many teens and young adults, shares a thematic parallel with Madotsuki’s withdrawal into her dreams and isolation from the real world. | | The game's portrayal of isolation may also reflect real-world phenomena, such as the Hikikomori culture, where individuals withdraw from society entirely, choosing to remain indoors rather than engage with the outside world. This phenomenon, which affects many teens and young adults, shares a thematic parallel with Madotsuki’s withdrawal into her dreams and isolation from the real world. |
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| *'''Manga Interpretation:''' [https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1B4xWt4OJ_7DGp9iSGFBMKm5RwjSFrr-L?usp=sharing The Dream World is also a shared collective conscious of girls] [https://drive.google.com/file/d/1bIap8PnpLqcR9f7oni275xdp9rLXIb-L/view?usp=sharing trying to turn them into "good girls" with characters like Poniko trying to find a way to esacpe the dream world]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 5</ref><ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 6</ref><ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 7</ref><ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 8</ref><ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 9</ref>. [https://drive.google.com/file/d/1aOZRfqCjoTaAtWE3beLRP0l3xvUfw9s3/view?usp=sharing The Uboa transformation is a result of the girls wanting to be let out, creating an unsightly lump to apepar around them], [https://drive.google.com/file/d/1ohbmApBFWwBDLMgr9KhoCPM2Hz0S9M3c/view?usp=sharing eventually fully forming over them as they do not accept the changes of the dream world]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 6</ref>. | | *'''Manga Interpretation:''' [https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1B4xWt4OJ_7DGp9iSGFBMKm5RwjSFrr-L?usp=sharing The Dream World is also a shared collective conscious of girls] [https://drive.google.com/file/d/1bIap8PnpLqcR9f7oni275xdp9rLXIb-L/view?usp=sharing trying to turn them into "good girls" with characters like Poniko trying to find a way to esacpe the dream world]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 5</ref><ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 6</ref><ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 7</ref><ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 8</ref><ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 9</ref>. [https://drive.google.com/file/d/1aOZRfqCjoTaAtWE3beLRP0l3xvUfw9s3/view?usp=sharing The Uboa transformation is a result of the girls wanting to be let out, creating an unsightly lump to apepar around them], [https://drive.google.com/file/d/1ohbmApBFWwBDLMgr9KhoCPM2Hz0S9M3c/view?usp=sharing eventually fully forming over them as they do not accept the changes of the dream world]<ref>Yume Nikki Volume 1, Chapter 6</ref>. |
| *'''-Dream Diary- Interpretation:''' -Dream Diary- keeps the more open-ended interpretation from the original game, [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=778 as Poniko is merely studying, not wanting to show Madotsuki what she is studying]<ref>Yume Nikki -Dream Diary- Poniko's Room</ref>. [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=828 With her Uboa form trying to stay away from Madotsuki as once she gets to Uboa], [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=846 she takes its mask]<ref>Yume Nikki -Dream Diary- Uboa's World</ref>. [https://youtu.be/9LJ9v-uxDkM?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=612 She is also far more aggressive and will kill Madotsuki if she does not equip the lantern when walking over to her notebook when Uboa spawns]<ref>Yume Nikki -Dream Diary- Poniko's Room</ref>. | | *'''Light Novel Interpretation:''' Poniko takes a far more kind and caring role in the light novel ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'', welcoming Madotsuki into her house and allowing her to rest there<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n61/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=I%20am%20watching,impression%20I%20get. ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 11 / Onlooker]: "I am watching you.<br>You stand frozen, somewhat dumbfounded, in the middle of my adorably decorated room.<br>“Uhhm—”<br>I put my hand on my chest and steady my breathing.<br>I tell myself to calm down.<br>I should have been able to predict that this would happen.<br>That’s because you and I — we’re having the same dream.<br>Of course it would be possible that someday, you might find your way here. After all, I’ve thought about what it would be like to come face-toface with you like this, how I should behave — I’ve even practiced it.<br>But, it’s like unexpectedly happening upon a celebrity in town.<br>I feel so flustered.<Br>“W-Welcome. No, that’s not it, this isn’t a store or anything that formal — uhm.”<Br>Not sure of what to say, I stand here, flustered as you stare at me.<Br>No one acts the way they think they would within their dreams.<br>“Tt must have been cold out there. Well, my place isn’t very exciting, but feel free to rest here.” I motion toward a cushion over in the corner of the room.<Br>You show not even a hint of a reaction. I start to feel uneasy once again.<br>I have no clue what you’re thinking — with no hint as to what’s going on inside your head, you wander over expressionlessly to the bookshelf on my wall and begin to investigate.<br>It doesn’t feel very good to have someone just walk up and start touching things in one’s room. It feels like a breach of manners — but I guess that’s what one might do in the relaxed environment of a friend’s room. At least, after seeing the friendly expression on your face, that’s the impression I get."</ref>. Poniko even makes note that she wishes to be someone that can give Madotsuki a sense of security<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n61/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=Next%20to%20the,these%20words. ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 11 / Onlooker]: "Next to the bookshelf, a picture of a large creature, like an elephant or a whale, done in a cute style of painting, is placed in a frame upon the wall.<br>It gives off a sense of security, like having a mighty ally.<Br>That’s right, I want to be someone who gives you a sense of security, who gives you a place where you can rest.<Br>Just walking and walking must tire you out. There’s no way you’ve had a chance to recover.<br>That’s exactly why.<Br>“You understand right? All of these — they’re your dream diary. Your ‘yume nikki.’”<br>For some reason, you just keep meandering about in front of the bookshelf, so I take out one of the books and open it.<br>What’s written within are several words heavy with meaning.<Br>Red umbrella. Stoplight. You must remember having actually written these words."</ref>. She wishes to find a way to escape the dream world<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n62/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=I%20open%20the,out%20another%20book. ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 11 / Onlooker]: "I open the book and hold it out in front of you.<Br>I clear my throat and continue.<br>“I’ve been thinking about a lot of things. Well, we have time — I’m not doing anything, and I wanna find out how I ended up lost in this nightmare. I want to escape if at all possible — it’s the same for you, right?”<br>I take out another book.</ref>. Poniko interprets that she is the dreamer in this take instead of [[Madotsuki]], constantly trying to chase after and talk to Madotsuki<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n159/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=On%20hearing%20that,shape%20and%20components ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 25 / Interpreting Dreams'']: “My dreams, my heart and mind—” Again, I ask, “What will that explain?”<br>“T’d rather hear your opinion on that subject than mine — it’s vital.”<br>On hearing that, I begrudgingly begin to think.<Br>I remember.<br>Everything I saw, heard, and felt in the dream.<br>"I..."<br>The dream is so far away, and remembering it here in reality is hard.<br>Even so, I desperately try to scrutinize it.<br>“In my dreams, I’m always chasing a lone girl who’s just walking around. That girl seems to be collecting something. No, it’s more like she has nothing else to do. She’s picking up these special things, things that left an impression, throughout her mind.”<Br>I named these “Effects.”<br>The dream didn’t seem to have any other obvious goal besides collecting them.<br>Just walking around.<br>That’s all you did the whole time, occasionally stopping to gather Effects.<br>“For the mind, that’s the most important thing. I think it’s a very significant activity. I was trying to collect the pieces of my mind, trying to put them together like a jigsaw puzzle. Trying to create the completed version. That’s what I think. Collecting the shattered pieces of my heart, returning myself, that seems to be the goal—”<br>I can’t really put it into words. So much so that it makes me impatient.<Br>I cannot understand your feelings.<br>“T want to be treated, want my illness to be cured, I think those are the feelings I’m trying to express. It’s painful, so I don’t want to stay ill. I want to return to health, to well-being. That’s why I gather the things missing, the things scattered about—”<br>“That might be true.”<br>The doctor will not reach a conclusion."</ref>. Poniko interprets this as [[Madotsuki]] was her child that she had a miscarriage with<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n182/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=Yet%20for%20me,distorted. ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 28 / To Die]: "Even so, it feels like I’ve moved through life weathering a storm.<br>But something caused everything to fail and fall apart.<Br>Maybe I was blessed with a child. I was pregnant. A new life resided within me. That was you. What I’m referring to as “you” was that child. Those swaying braids were a symbol of the umbilical cord. The fetus always slept, without opening her eyes. That’s why your eyes were always closed — at least, that’s what I think.<br>A fetus, inside its mother’s stomach, is connected to her, sharing her dream.<br>Another person, connected.<br>That’s why we both existed in the dream at the same time. Normally, we would be switching out. As if the baton were passed, surface and hidden, conscious and unconscious, reality and dreams, they’re all supposed to switch. I saw you. We exist separately yet had the same dream.<br>That’s the trick.<br>At the very least, I get the feeling that that line of thinking makes some sort of sense.<br>But, you’ve died. You emerged, fell, and died. Maybe I had a miscarriage. I was unable to acknowledge it. Unable to accept it, I averted my eyes, held back those memories and that pain, sealed it away, and got distorted. I ruptured and broke.<br>And then I got sick.<br>You.<br>You, to whom I never gave a name.<br>I was supposed to love you. The treasure I found after this painful, suffocating life. | gave you a hat and scarf as a gift. I wanted to walk off somewhere with you, hand-in-hand. I wanted to read picture books aloud to you, the both of us laughing together.<br>However, I cannot touch you.<br>Never again, for all eternity.<Br>You emerged, fell, and died.<br>I can’t even see you in my dreams anymore.<br>That is my conjecture.<br>My conclusion.<br>My interpretation.<br>The symbols scattered throughout the dreams, these things I’ve called Effects that carry a particular degree of impression, are gathered, making the heart whole. With all of the pieces that went missing filled in, I remember everything. Unable to handle it, my unconscious mind leapt out, was crushed and ruined, then died.<Br>You’ve gone so far away.<br>Even if I reach out, my hand won’t reach you.<br>Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, and all the kings in the world couldn’t put him together again. Not even God. The dreams fall, fall... slamming into the ground. Cracking into pieces like an egg, ending up all over the place. All that remains in my future is blood scattered about a gloomy darkness.<Br>I wanted to live my life with you.<br>I was supposed to love you.<br>All I wanted was for you to come out of my belly, to be born. Once the umbilical cord is severed, we can no longer share our dreams.<br>Even that would have been fine. I wanted you to live, not in dreams, but in reality.<Br>Even if I wasn’t in your dream, it would be fine.<Br>But the one who disappeared was you.<br>All that’s left is me, with a giant hole in my belly and my heart.</ref>. At the end of the novel Poniko furthers the assumption that in a way the newborn and her are sharing the same dream somehow and she has been keeping her locked away within this dream and is finally ready to embrace her<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n189/mode/1up?view=theater ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Final Chapter / I Am Not in Your Dream]: "Finally, I reach the highest part of the hill.<br>The peak.<br>When I look behind me, it is a mountain of unbelievable height. It seems I have reached its highest point. There, the ground is a bit cracked. A small hole gapes there, spewing steam that seems to hint at good fortune and to invite sleep.<br>That hole looks like a crater. It looks like magma, the Earth’s lifeforce itself, could come flowing out. On the other hand, it looks like it could lead to a mysterious and wondrous land. That hole really is so small, and save for a miracle, it does not seem like one could get inside. It is a realistic hole, one that won’t open, no matter how much magic or mysticism one puts into it.<Br>However, I try to go farther in. There’s nowhere else to go, unless I fold myself up and proceed through this hole. If I lop off my appendages and my head, I could make myself smaller. No, concentrate myself. Like a jewel. I try to fold myself up, over and over, but nothing changes.<br>I try over and over.<br>Even though I feel like giving up, I muster my courage.<br>I devote myself to this exhausting effort.<Br>I suddenly fall into the hole.<Br>I can’t make a decent landing, and I hit my backside hard. A violent pain causes me to shriek. But, it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t. Endure, endure... I grind my teeth and withstand the impact and agony of what it feels like to be crushed.<Br>I stand up.<Br>There is a stairway right before me. It’s a rusted, unreliable stairway that looks like it’s on the verge of crumbling. It’s constructed in a spiral, like DNA, and likely leads deep underground. It stretches farther in, deeper in.<Br>I don’t know where it leads. However, it’s my one and only path. I can no longer turn back. I timidly descend. With each step, the stairs creak, echoing a disquieting sound. Like a dangerous walk across a tightrope.<Br>Finally, the stairway snaps partway down, and I fall once more. This time, it’s not from that great of a height. I soon hit the ground, giving me no time to prepare my body for impact.<br>I feel like crying.<Br>I sit up, then stand.<br>I’m in terrible state with my clothes dirtied and torn, but I’ve made it somehow. Maybe it’s the deepest part of the dream. Further, further, and further in still. It’s normally a place where one can’t reach. Surely, within the collective unconscious.<br>Numerous broken machines are kept here.<br>They’re huge machines, ones that look like trains. Just as the body is a vehicle for genes, for life. That’s what they appear to symbolize. The trains are completely worn down, with breakdowns and broken parts here and there. They’re vehicles that are broken down and, without serious repairs, will never move again.<br>They are heavily damaged mechanisms.<Br>But, they’re still here.<br>I think as I walk along, dizzy, leaning against the machines for support.<br>hey’re broken down. They’ve fallen ill, gotten tired, and seem ready to give up living. This is my heart, my mind, my life, in this very state. I wasn’t that strong of a vessel. I broke down, let off sparks, lived on, dragging along this husk in desperate need of repair.<Br>However—<br>I think I have made a huge mistake. The vehicle is broken, but it’s still here. The one who decides whether or not it’s truly useless is me.<Br>No, from the beginning, it was me myself.<br>This is my dream.<br>My unconscious.<br>Within my mind and heart.<Br>The girl with the hat and scarf, those monochromatic sisters, that doctor, all of them are denizens of my dreams. My shadow selves. I can’t speak about anything I don’t know, but that doesn’t mean that’s all there is to the truth.<br>I tried to admonish, blame, and abandon my shadows — the antagonizers of my ego. Isn’t that evasion? Isn’t that running away? I miscarried my precious child, and she was lost. I fell ill. That’s what I believed.<br>What if that weren’t true?<Br>What if it were just anxiety, the screams and cries of the shadows, of my unconscious mind? What if truth and reality were different?<Br>What if it had just been a pregnancy riddled with anxiety — anxiety about whether or not I could successfully give birth, about whether I could properly love and care for her? I was afraid of miscarrying and losing my child. No, in that situation, my stomach would just get lighter. I would feel relieved somehow. That’s all I thought.<Br>If I had just quit from the start, I would have felt despair, but nothing worse.<br>In order to protect my heart and mind, I pretended not to see my own child, about to be born.<Br>From the beginning, I resigned myself to your death and just let myself go on thinking that way.<Br>How ridiculous. I am the worst. Of course, this is just my imagination. I no longer know the difference between right and wrong, or where the truth lies.<br>But, I want to believe it. From the very depths of ruin, it would be infinitely better.<br>At the same time, what if my imagination is correct—<br>I was So sorry.<Br>In my dreams, that girl has died over and over. You, who flew, fell, and died. I sacrificed you in order to protect my own heart and mind. I distanced myself, pretended not to see, averted my eyes. I decided that it was preferable for you to die so I didn’t have to feel pain. Because you were someone else. Because it didn’t have anything to do with me. That’s what I had begun to think.<br>Of course, unconsciously.<br>But that’s too horrible. I regret it.<br>I’m so sorry I’m weak, and I gave up. I’m sorry. But—<Br>But you’ve been right here.<Br>I look up. There is a large life form. It looks like a monster. A monster writhing and moaning in pain......<Br>This is the fruit of my distorted heart.<Br>It looks like a fetus. A frail, dainty, and precious life, with no way to protect itself. Sealed away in the depths of the dream, in the deepest part of my mind, is you. I draw close to you. I apologize over and over, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.<Br>I’m sorry.<Br>I won’t forget again. I won’t seal you deep down here, pretending I don’t see you. I won’t let you feel lonely again. I’ll be by your side. I draw the thing that looks like a fetus near. I hold you, feel your body heat.<br>It’s warm.<Br>I feel like I’m getting sleepy.<br>There are times where dreams have predicted reality.<br>Those could have been coincidences. Or perhaps it was instinct, peeking out statistically from the collective unconscious. Prophecies. Future predictions... So it could be possible that someday, I may have to see you in that absolute worst state, a future where you fly, fall, and die.<br>However, I will go to great lengths to make sure that doesn’t happen.<Br>I will be brave and draw you close.<Br>I will protect you.<br>Until you disappear from my dreams, until you come forth from my belly, I will continue to draw you close like this.<br>I will liberate you, unharmed, so that you are no longer imprisoned in these dreams.<Br>Someday, you and I will no longer be able to share a dream.<Br>I will not be in your dream.<Br>As you will not be in mine.<br>Because you’|l be gone, at least from my dreams, and we’|I bid farewell.<Br>But, I will find you in reality.<br>I will hear your first newborn cries.<Br>You will surely open your eyes and look at me.<Br>And with a broad smile, I will say, “Good morning."</ref>. |
| | *'''-Dream Diary- Interpretation:''' -Dream Diary- keeps the more open-ended interpretation from the original game, [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=778 as Poniko is merely studying, not wanting to show Madotsuki what she is studying]<ref>YUMENIKKI -DREAM DIARY- Poniko's Room</ref>. [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=828 With her Uboa form trying to stay away from Madotsuki as once she gets to Uboa], [https://youtu.be/-NXTcHtWc_g?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=846 she takes its mask]<ref>YUMENIKKI -DREAM DIARY- Uboa's World</ref>. [https://youtu.be/9LJ9v-uxDkM?list=PLuBxbGovFOxJcKW5oQ737Q_tEYe9SJudY&t=612 She is also far more aggressive and will kill Madotsuki if she does not equip the lantern when walking over to her notebook when Uboa spawns]<ref>YUMENIKKI -DREAM DIARY- Poniko's Room</ref>. |
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| | ===The Novel Confirms Madotsuki is Poniko's Unborn Child=== |
| | This is actually not the full truth, but moreso a half truth, it comes from Poniko's interpretation of chasing [[Madotsuki]] in her dreams as a child she has had a miscarriage with<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n182/mode/1up?view=theater#:~:text=Yet%20for%20me,distorted. ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Chapter 28 / To Die]: "Even so, it feels like I’ve moved through life weathering a storm.<br>But something caused everything to fail and fall apart.<Br>Maybe I was blessed with a child. I was pregnant. A new life resided within me. That was you. What I’m referring to as “you” was that child. Those swaying braids were a symbol of the umbilical cord. The fetus always slept, without opening her eyes. That’s why your eyes were always closed — at least, that’s what I think.<br>A fetus, inside its mother’s stomach, is connected to her, sharing her dream.<br>Another person, connected.<br>That’s why we both existed in the dream at the same time. Normally, we would be switching out. As if the baton were passed, surface and hidden, conscious and unconscious, reality and dreams, they’re all supposed to switch. I saw you. We exist separately yet had the same dream.<br>That’s the trick.<br>At the very least, I get the feeling that that line of thinking makes some sort of sense.<br>But, you’ve died. You emerged, fell, and died. Maybe I had a miscarriage. I was unable to acknowledge it. Unable to accept it, I averted my eyes, held back those memories and that pain, sealed it away, and got distorted. I ruptured and broke.<br>And then I got sick.<br>You.<br>You, to whom I never gave a name.<br>I was supposed to love you. The treasure I found after this painful, suffocating life. | gave you a hat and scarf as a gift. I wanted to walk off somewhere with you, hand-in-hand. I wanted to read picture books aloud to you, the both of us laughing together.<br>However, I cannot touch you.<br>Never again, for all eternity.<Br>You emerged, fell, and died.<br>I can’t even see you in my dreams anymore.<br>That is my conjecture.<br>My conclusion.<br>My interpretation.<br>The symbols scattered throughout the dreams, these things I’ve called Effects that carry a particular degree of impression, are gathered, making the heart whole. With all of the pieces that went missing filled in, I remember everything. Unable to handle it, my unconscious mind leapt out, was crushed and ruined, then died.<Br>You’ve gone so far away.<br>Even if I reach out, my hand won’t reach you.<br>Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, and all the kings in the world couldn’t put him together again. Not even God. The dreams fall, fall... slamming into the ground. Cracking into pieces like an egg, ending up all over the place. All that remains in my future is blood scattered about a gloomy darkness.<Br>I wanted to live my life with you.<br>I was supposed to love you.<br>All I wanted was for you to come out of my belly, to be born. Once the umbilical cord is severed, we can no longer share our dreams.<br>Even that would have been fine. I wanted you to live, not in dreams, but in reality.<Br>Even if I wasn’t in your dream, it would be fine.<Br>But the one who disappeared was you.<br>All that’s left is me, with a giant hole in my belly and my heart.</ref>, and at the end of the novel she takes it as the child never suffered miscarriage but simply isn't born yet and she has been trying to avert being ready to have a child<ref>[https://archive.org/details/yume-nikki-i-am-not-in-your-dream-2018/page/n189/mode/1up?view=theater ''Yume Nikki: I Am Not in Your Dream'' Final Chapter / I Am Not in Your Dream]: "Finally, I reach the highest part of the hill.<br>The peak.<br>When I look behind me, it is a mountain of unbelievable height. It seems I have reached its highest point. There, the ground is a bit cracked. A small hole gapes there, spewing steam that seems to hint at good fortune and to invite sleep.<br>That hole looks like a crater. It looks like magma, the Earth’s lifeforce itself, could come flowing out. On the other hand, it looks like it could lead to a mysterious and wondrous land. That hole really is so small, and save for a miracle, it does not seem like one could get inside. It is a realistic hole, one that won’t open, no matter how much magic or mysticism one puts into it.<Br>However, I try to go farther in. There’s nowhere else to go, unless I fold myself up and proceed through this hole. If I lop off my appendages and my head, I could make myself smaller. No, concentrate myself. Like a jewel. I try to fold myself up, over and over, but nothing changes.<br>I try over and over.<br>Even though I feel like giving up, I muster my courage.<br>I devote myself to this exhausting effort.<Br>I suddenly fall into the hole.<Br>I can’t make a decent landing, and I hit my backside hard. A violent pain causes me to shriek. But, it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t. Endure, endure... I grind my teeth and withstand the impact and agony of what it feels like to be crushed.<Br>I stand up.<Br>There is a stairway right before me. It’s a rusted, unreliable stairway that looks like it’s on the verge of crumbling. It’s constructed in a spiral, like DNA, and likely leads deep underground. It stretches farther in, deeper in.<Br>I don’t know where it leads. However, it’s my one and only path. I can no longer turn back. I timidly descend. With each step, the stairs creak, echoing a disquieting sound. Like a dangerous walk across a tightrope.<Br>Finally, the stairway snaps partway down, and I fall once more. This time, it’s not from that great of a height. I soon hit the ground, giving me no time to prepare my body for impact.<br>I feel like crying.<Br>I sit up, then stand.<br>I’m in terrible state with my clothes dirtied and torn, but I’ve made it somehow. Maybe it’s the deepest part of the dream. Further, further, and further in still. It’s normally a place where one can’t reach. Surely, within the collective unconscious.<br>Numerous broken machines are kept here.<br>They’re huge machines, ones that look like trains. Just as the body is a vehicle for genes, for life. That’s what they appear to symbolize. The trains are completely worn down, with breakdowns and broken parts here and there. They’re vehicles that are broken down and, without serious repairs, will never move again.<br>They are heavily damaged mechanisms.<Br>But, they’re still here.<br>I think as I walk along, dizzy, leaning against the machines for support.<br>hey’re broken down. They’ve fallen ill, gotten tired, and seem ready to give up living. This is my heart, my mind, my life, in this very state. I wasn’t that strong of a vessel. I broke down, let off sparks, lived on, dragging along this husk in desperate need of repair.<Br>However—<br>I think I have made a huge mistake. The vehicle is broken, but it’s still here. The one who decides whether or not it’s truly useless is me.<Br>No, from the beginning, it was me myself.<br>This is my dream.<br>My unconscious.<br>Within my mind and heart.<Br>The girl with the hat and scarf, those monochromatic sisters, that doctor, all of them are denizens of my dreams. My shadow selves. I can’t speak about anything I don’t know, but that doesn’t mean that’s all there is to the truth.<br>I tried to admonish, blame, and abandon my shadows — the antagonizers of my ego. Isn’t that evasion? Isn’t that running away? I miscarried my precious child, and she was lost. I fell ill. That’s what I believed.<br>What if that weren’t true?<Br>What if it were just anxiety, the screams and cries of the shadows, of my unconscious mind? What if truth and reality were different?<Br>What if it had just been a pregnancy riddled with anxiety — anxiety about whether or not I could successfully give birth, about whether I could properly love and care for her? I was afraid of miscarrying and losing my child. No, in that situation, my stomach would just get lighter. I would feel relieved somehow. That’s all I thought.<Br>If I had just quit from the start, I would have felt despair, but nothing worse.<br>In order to protect my heart and mind, I pretended not to see my own child, about to be born.<Br>From the beginning, I resigned myself to your death and just let myself go on thinking that way.<Br>How ridiculous. I am the worst. Of course, this is just my imagination. I no longer know the difference between right and wrong, or where the truth lies.<br>But, I want to believe it. From the very depths of ruin, it would be infinitely better.<br>At the same time, what if my imagination is correct—<br>I was So sorry.<Br>In my dreams, that girl has died over and over. You, who flew, fell, and died. I sacrificed you in order to protect my own heart and mind. I distanced myself, pretended not to see, averted my eyes. I decided that it was preferable for you to die so I didn’t have to feel pain. Because you were someone else. Because it didn’t have anything to do with me. That’s what I had begun to think.<br>Of course, unconsciously.<br>But that’s too horrible. I regret it.<br>I’m so sorry I’m weak, and I gave up. I’m sorry. But—<Br>But you’ve been right here.<Br>I look up. There is a large life form. It looks like a monster. A monster writhing and moaning in pain......<Br>This is the fruit of my distorted heart.<Br>It looks like a fetus. A frail, dainty, and precious life, with no way to protect itself. Sealed away in the depths of the dream, in the deepest part of my mind, is you. I draw close to you. I apologize over and over, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.<Br>I’m sorry.<Br>I won’t forget again. I won’t seal you deep down here, pretending I don’t see you. I won’t let you feel lonely again. I’ll be by your side. I draw the thing that looks like a fetus near. I hold you, feel your body heat.<br>It’s warm.<Br>I feel like I’m getting sleepy.<br>There are times where dreams have predicted reality.<br>Those could have been coincidences. Or perhaps it was instinct, peeking out statistically from the collective unconscious. Prophecies. Future predictions... So it could be possible that someday, I may have to see you in that absolute worst state, a future where you fly, fall, and die.<br>However, I will go to great lengths to make sure that doesn’t happen.<Br>I will be brave and draw you close.<Br>I will protect you.<br>Until you disappear from my dreams, until you come forth from my belly, I will continue to draw you close like this.<br>I will liberate you, unharmed, so that you are no longer imprisoned in these dreams.<Br>Someday, you and I will no longer be able to share a dream.<Br>I will not be in your dream.<Br>As you will not be in mine.<br>Because you’|l be gone, at least from my dreams, and we’|I bid farewell.<Br>But, I will find you in reality.<br>I will hear your first newborn cries.<Br>You will surely open your eyes and look at me.<Br>And with a broad smile, I will say, “Good morning."</ref>. However, as Poniko said herself these are just interpretations that she's not sure if she's right about anymore, by this point in the novel Poniko has slowly been too tired out to where she can't even distinguish dream from reality and is making interpretations for why she can't see the things she sees. The novel in actuality is leaving it up for interpretation as Poniko embracing Madotsuki as a newborn can also be viewed in a symbolic lens rather then a literal lens. |
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| [[Category:Mental Threats]] | | [[Category:Mental Threats]] |
| [[Category:Yume Nikki]] | | [[Category:Yume Nikki]] |
| | [[Category:Yume-like Games]] |
| [[Category:Pseudo-Tier Users]] | | [[Category:Pseudo-Tier Users]] |
| [[Category:Tier 10]] | | [[Category:Tier 10]] |
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| [[Category:Knife Users]] | | [[Category:Knife Users]] |
| [[Category:Preparation Users]] | | [[Category:Preparation Users]] |
| | [[Category:Lucid Dreaming Users]] |
| | [[Category:Cosmic Awareness Users]] |
| [[Category:Dimensional Storage Users]] | | [[Category:Dimensional Storage Users]] |
| [[Category:Immortality Users]] | | [[Category:Immortality Users]] |
| | [[Category:Acausality Users]] |
| [[Category:Transformation Users]] | | [[Category:Transformation Users]] |
| [[Category:Battlefield Removal Users]] | | [[Category:Battlefield Removal Users]] |
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| [[Category:Weather Users]] | | [[Category:Weather Users]] |
| [[Category:Mind Users]] | | [[Category:Mind Users]] |
| | [[Category:Causality Users]] |