Dead like this, completely dead.

Like rain washing over the soil, it doesn't require any emotion or hesitation.

Tear apart the characters, pull the soul, so that I will never be able to live beyond the life.

The world is exciting, but it's not real, and it seems that if you go somewhere, you'll have a character from somewhere, what's the difference between that and a game.

And when a sense of unreality emerges, it is natural that the world will not be regarded as real.

To think that the world is real is just wishful thinking.

Die, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't matter, it's just the destruction of the character.

It doesn't make sense to grasp this false world by yourself, and you have already seen that it is false and what is worth seizing.

And the reason why others believe so much in the reality of this world may be because others are not real people at all, and no NPC in the game will think that they are in a false world.

The point is that I am also fake, and the role of Yuan Changwen is not me at all.

I don't understand why the characters are still tenacious, what is worth remembering in this world, and what is worth grabbing.

Unreal is unreal, and there is no need to continue discussing anything at all.

Is the character not broken enough, and does it still need to continue to ruin the character?

As long as the character is alive, he will never stop thinking "role-centered", and he doesn't need that bullshit thinking at all.

All thinking is just nonsense, and trying to find your own way out of thinking is completely gambling.

Thinking can destroy thinking, that's all.

There is no me, the role of Yuan Changwen is not me, so why is it such a crazy and sickly busty character.

I would hesitate to continue slashing and whether I should stop and continue living as a character with a good mentality.

The finished killing is terrifying, and can you really do it yourself?

To hell with the when, the map, and the slash will be completed.

I've seen that none of this is true, so it doesn't matter what happens.

I would think about the teacher's words, and I would compare the teacher's map to see how close I was to the kill.

It's all, I don't know.

Sort out the things I know, "this world is not real", "the character of Yuan Changwen is not me", "real existence", "consciousness, that awareness is everything", "truth is everything is everything", "this world is just the content of awareness".

As for the rest, I don't know.

Killing characters is just because I can't stand the falsehood, I can't stand the twist in my head, the kind of work for something that is not mine at all, and I have to bear all kinds of fears, I don't do it!

The characters are afraid, of course they will be afraid, the characters are going to be killed by me, don't you still struggle?

Fear is the means of survival, it is the means that directly destroys reason and allows me to grasp the false with my emotions.

Unreal is unreal, even if the character struggles to produce a flower, it is just the presentation of the elements of the picture, and it is still unreal.

I don't know what it's doing, I don't know what's going to happen, it's just death.

Killing the character, destroying the distortion in the mind, the state of subconsciously thinking that something is real, is a piece of shit.

To kill or not to kill does not affect the truth.

Even though I didn't say I took something as real, everything I did said about it.

It seems that manipulating one's arms and manipulating the weather are two different things.

But in fact, it's just what you're aware of, there's no difference between the two, and the movement of your arms and the change in the weather are just representations of the elements of the picture.

The only difference is that one has nothing to do with thinking, while the other doesn't seem to have anything to do with thinking.

But thinking is just a picture element, and there is no reason to believe that it is the mind that controls the arm, but only the two appear together.

Moreover, the appearance of this kind of matching only exists in memory, and I don't know if it appears as a supporting match.

What makes the character of Yuan Changwen move, and what makes the weather change, is the same thing.

There is no distinction between difficulty and size, just the elements of the picture, showing arm movements and weather changes are the same thing.

Saying that people can't control the weather, as if they can control their arms, there is no me at all, and the mind is also only what I am aware of.

Die, I've been exploring the teacher's timeline to see what the teacher started with, when it ended, and how much time it took.

This kind of behavior is itself driven by fear, which is.

What if you find it, does it have anything to do with me?

The teacher took two years, and then I will spend twenty years, and what's not to do?

Who can stop the presentation of picture elements like this?

No one can stop fate, and no one can change it.

The so-called change of fate is not fate at all, but the future that "I think".

This has something to do with fate.

Throw it away, throw it all away, it's all just a grasp of emotional pulling.

The distortion in my head let me go, the non-stop noise all day long, what is there to think about.

The role of Yuan Changwen is not me, this world is not real, what else to think about, what else to worry about.

Is this series of physical laws laws themselves laws?

Where does the incredible pull of Mom as a picture element come from?

Die, I didn't survive at all.

The character is impersonating me, and the character grabs a lot of important things and spins like a spinning top.

Destroying all of this, destroying all the elements of the picture, all the characters are just.

Originally, I was supposed to use the characters to experience all kinds of things, but now the characters are using me, and those distortions in my mind are pulling me.

If you dare to fear me, I will dare to kill you.

So fair, right.

Anyway, the role of Yuan Changwen is not me, it doesn't matter if he dies or is destroyed.

I'm not happy, so I kill the character, what's wrong with that?

It's just what you're aware of, and you have to think that there's a real world and there's something wrong with your brain.

There's fear everywhere, there's plump characters everywhere, and I don't know what I'm grabbing, because intellectually it's not real, it's none of my business, what exactly I'm trying to grasp.

Others are not real, and I am not real.

I always think about why I want to grasp it, why I want to think about it, strictly speaking, this is how the elements of the picture are presented, what else can I say.

No matter what I'm thinking, it's just a representation of the elements of the picture, and none of them are controlling my mind.

Throw away the distortion in your head, throw away that sense of control, and wait for the presentation of the elements of the picture after being at a loss.

Just explode like this, destroy these things, whether it's my mother or my career, it's all unreal, I don't understand where that worry and anxiety comes from.

Everything seems so ridiculous, but what's even more ridiculous is that I know it's all ridiculous and still hold on to it.

How can it not explode, how can it not die?

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