Yuan Changwen found that since he was pulled back inexplicably, he didn't seem to be so concerned about killing. Although he is still angry, he no longer seems to be able to be angry to the point of unbearable.

Could it be that I ended up like this? I just returned in vain? I will accept the slavery of the role forever in this life?

I'm scared of life, I want to find a way out, like career, income, I want characters to be able to stand in the spotlight and not be killed by themselves. Now that my life has been almost shattered, why don't I start fantasizing about it without limits?

Those cool points that convince others, those that are different, those words and deeds that get everyone's attention, those that go back to the past, and those who go to the future to show the civilization of the ancients...... The cool fantasy that never stops, maybe it would be good if it was used to write.

I don't hate the character enough, so I let the character fantasize and lead me to different scenes of arrogance.

In the theater mode, you have to look at the character from another angle. Because the character of Yuan Changwen is not me at all, then, since I can hate other people's showing off, I can also hate my own showing off.

Must be hated.

Otherwise, you will be enslaved by the character for the rest of your life.

That's why I know the characters are not real, but I can never get rid of them. The harvest of the slash has become a new tool for me to show off. I used to show off my knowledge, my own experiences, my own unique experiences, but now, those slashing experiences are my new tools.

I would think about convincing someone about the fact that objective things can't prove to exist, and then look at them smugly and dumbfounded. Fantasizing about this kind of scenario will always bring endless coolness, because it is an argument that cannot be refuted at all.

That is, I cut off a large part of the character and then glued that part to the back of the character. The character will not lose anything at all, but will become stronger. Because I don't know about this situation, I will be complacent because I persuade others, and I will be happy with the compliments of others.

The first man in the empire?

Hmph, I didn't get rid of my former self at all, that is, the role of Yuan Changwen. I am no different from my former self. Although I am very reluctant to admit it, it seems that the fact is that my own killing has no effect at all.

Perhaps, on the road to slashing, there will be many experiences. Like misanthropy, like suicide, like hating characters, but what's the point of these things if they can't be kept until they get rid of the characters? Just experience it, then discard it, and then go back to the slavery of the character?

Shit.

This is what I have always been careful about, but after all, I still fell into it, and "killing the character" became my latest self-definition. It's like "I'm a kind person", "I love mom", "I believe in science" and other shitty stuff.

Self-discipline is self-limiting and being proud, as if this is self-discipline. Those distorted perceptions prevent me from experiencing the world. I have rules, I have principles, and of course, these are the attributes that make up a character.

When I think about a friend, I always think back to a few characteristics that he always excels at, such as being very clean, having to make a schedule when doing things, not being able to drink, and so on. But is this him? Or can these things represent him? Can all the memories of him in my head become the real him?

But as a character, you have to have attributes. Moreover, the character always grasps his attributes and does not let go, whether it is good or bad, it is the key to defining Yuan Changwen as a person. The problem is that the character of Yuan Changwen is fake, and I cling to this falsehood.

I know so much that I really should have been shot out.

All kinds of knowledge linger in my mind, but which of these knowledge is not an unverified affirmative sentence? Do you not know these simple and clear truths? I know, I knew many chapters ago, but what is the use?

I am still enslaved by the characters, and those fantasies keep coming to mind, one will win like this, and the other will win, anyway, the character will shine and become the protagonist of the story.

I will continue to kill, even if I have been toyed with by the characters, even if there is no day when the killing is not over in my life, I will still continue. This kind of life ruled by characters is simply heartbreaking.

At the moment, whatever I refound to divert my attention was an escape. Perhaps, finding something to do to kill time will give me no time to think about it, and even, because this compulsive distraction will make it a lot more successful.

But after all, it's about shifting attention, living under the control of the characters, and following those self-definitions to make decisions and weigh interests. If the character of Yuan Changwen is not real, then everything about the character will not be real. Neither the idea nor the external decoration will be real.

I didn't know anything, but I always thought I knew a lot of things, imperial politics, the latest technology, family dynamics, human sophistication, and so on. Wouldn't you feel disgusted? After all, the character of Yuan Changwen is just a liar.

And, a crazy liar, a liar who even cheats himself. Even lying to oneself to the point that "I don't even know that I am deceiving myself", thinking that telling the truth is just a distortion.

It's good, I'm in an uncomfortable state all over. I knew the cruelty of this state like burning at the stake, I didn't get too close, it seemed that the radiation of the flames made me a little uncomfortable. The previous slash, every time this state appeared, it was a time to move forward.

I love it, and I raise my hands in cheer to meet it.

Do you have the courage to let this discomfort continue? Is it possible to let this discomfort turn into anger and then burn my life? Can you let this discomfort lead to madness and shatter it all?

I'm looking forward to this kind of madness, and it's not enough to win the character with reason, you have to go crazy. That kind of madness that doesn't care about everything and loses, in fact, has nothing to lose. The so-called loss of all is nothing but an illusion. Even if the world is false, how can there be anything to lose?

If the unreal doesn't exist, then what am I hesitating about? My reason can so easily stop me from going crazy? The knowledge, the so-called order, are all a kind of obstruction.

Originally, I thought that it was a very simple thing for people to go crazy. It seems that as long as you ignore your reason, you can easily go crazy. But now it seems that the character is more solid than I thought it would be, and reason seems to have been convincing itself that "you can kill like this, you don't have to be crazy" or something like that.

I can't even drive myself crazy, what else can I do?

What else would I like to do instead of being pulled by the character's fear? Fear of the bewitching woman, swing a few movements at will, and I rush forward like a dog.

Think about it, what is not done based on fear?