What abilites are these?

[Rutæhh]

Within the towering black walls, the Real and the Unreal exist side by side, drawing strength from each other. Midnight is, after all, the hour that divides day from night, light from dark, the waking from the sleeping. It is that fleeting moment when the reality of what is and the possibility of what may be lie in balance ... and sometimes in harmony. Those who rule in Castle Midnight draw their power from the juxtaposition of Real and Unreal, but all who live there know the balance is at best precarious and easily disturbed. And should things ever get out of control, one way or the other, there is no power in or out of this world that could put things back together again.

You see, the combination of Real and Unreal in one place generates a hell of a lot of mystical power: a power the king can draw on through the ancient Stone set under his throne. The power amplifies the king’s elemental magic enormously, and at the same time enables him to keep the Real and the Unreal in balance. This, of course, ensures that the power keeps on flowing, which means ... and so on, and so on. However, at times like these, when there’s no king on the throne, things can get pretty hairy at Castle Midnight. Without the king to maintain the balance, the Unreal starts trying to break loose and run free. All kinds of insanity take shape and form, and come to life. Ghosts and monsters are only the half of it. And this, of course, is where the steward really comes into her own. Her job is to hold things together as best she can with her sorcery, until a new king takes the throne, and restores the balance.

Mother Donna suddenly came to a halt, and Taggert stopped beside her. The gateway was somewhere up ahead, but the pressure of the Unreal was now so strong it was all Donna could do to hold her ground. Sweat ran down her straining face as creatures that could not have existed in the Real world pressed close about her and the steward. She’d gone as far as she could, as far as her power and her courage could take her, and it hadn’t been far enough. The first faint stirrings of panic tugged at her calm, and she wondered suddenly if this was what Grey Davey had felt, before the Unreal took him

He was a whim made flesh and blood, a possibility given form and motion, nothing more. He was Unreal. And a traitor to his own kind, perhaps. But still he fought on, guarding the back of a man he’d come to admire, and a woman he might have loved, if he’d been Real.

Catherine and Malcolm paused to admire the great cloud of shocking pink flamingos scattered across the artificial lake. Almost unbearably garish, with their impossibly long, curving necks and spindly legs, the flamingos had supposedly started out as Unreal things, magical creatures, like so many that had roamed Castle Midnight back in the day. But the flamingos had become increasingly real, generation by generation, and it had been a long time since they’d been any colour but pink. There wasn’t much Unreal left in Castle Midnight these days, to everyone’s quiet relief.

I mostly want to know whether the Real and the Unreal could possbily be a dual system and what type of existience the creatures are. I was orginally thinking NEP 3 but im unsure now.

 

[Rutæhh]

also this as well

“Why do you hate humanity?" asked Hawk. His mouth was dry and his voice was rough, but his gaze was perfectly steady. "If we created you, you should be grateful to us."The Demon Prince laughed briefly, a harsh, unpleasant, hateful sound. "You know nothing, understand nothing, little man. We hate you because you're real.”

The Demon Prince is a transient prince a living concept/idea so he is "real" but not in the same way as humans. NEP 3?

 

[Setsuna_tenma]

I mostly want to know whether the Real and the Unreal could possbily be a dual system and what type of existience the creatures are. I was orginally thinking NEP 3 but im unsure now.

subjective reality and some form of NEP