Chapter 1185: The First Step 585
I started to panic completely because I didn't know what I was doing or what my actions could lead to.
The slashing of so many chapters before was not a slashing at all, but a slow and logical arrangement.
Organize the various aspects of the character, sort out the self-definition and character attributes, as if you know that you are killing and know where the killing will lead.
It's like taking a travel bus yourself, knowing the route and knowing the destination.
This kind of knowing itself is going to be killed, an unfounded affirmation, wishful thinking.
I don't have anything to catch, panic is panic, there's no need to resist but jump straight into it.
In the midst of panic, it's easy to want to grab on to something, and that feeling of being firmly held is infinitely better than panic.
It's a pity that whatever you catch, it's not real.
Of course I panicked because I didn't know anything.
I always thought that I was slashing, that I would lead to the completion of the killing, and that I would destroy the character.
Really?
Do picture elements really look like this?
I don't know, right, I don't know at all.
Death, utter death.
Panic is panic, I don't need to focus on stability, but on killing.
Destroying characters is what I need, panic is panic, and like fear, it's just an emotion.
There's no need to deal with panic at all, it's just a visual element, no different from a table or chair.
I don't know if I'll be able to slash or not, or if I'm really slashing, and I don't know when it's going to be over.
Come on, whether it's panic or fear, whatever comes up.
I'm going to slash, slash desperately, slash like madness.
is still too sensible, as if he is cleaning up the character in an orderly manner.
It's not about cleaning up or tidying up, it's about setting fire to the characters.
I'm still in control of the future, and that control has to be killed, and with that comes a sense of panic.
To panic, to fear, any emotion can appear.
I don't care, it doesn't matter, the characters are going to be destroyed, and what are the emotions attached to the characters.
Invective, death, everything about the character is dissipating.
Nothing is true in this world, my mother and family are all just nonsense, they are just picture elements.
No picture element is great, no picture element is special, all the differences come from artificial distortion, in fact these picture elements are not real.
Why can't you abandon your mother?
Why can't you kill your wife and children?
Right, where does this idea of sanctity come from?
Is there any difference between the fanatics of that sect who think about God's falsehood and think that it is a sin?
It's all the product of brainwashing, and I'm going to destroy these, even if the result is unbearable and poked in the back, I'm still going to destroy these.
What's more, the so-called poking at the backbone is my business.
An NPC is expressing its own set opinion, even a group of NPCs can't change anything, NPCs are NPCs, nothing is anything.
There is no real person, it is not that a real person is maintaining something, it is just that the NPC is triggered by some kind of setting.
How does it affect me?
Even the so-called authority, the so-called figure at the top of the pyramid, is still just a picture element.
Who would be afraid of an NPC called the Emperor?
I'm not a real person, and no one else is a real person, it's all picture elements, and it's just what I'm aware of.
Destroy it, destroy the characters, destroy everything.
The character of Yuan Changwen is not qualified to survive, and his mother, wife and children must die.
Smash the characters, smash it all, nothing is real, and nothing can control me.
Whether it is the coercive control of fear or the control of the policy of softness, it must be destroyed.
There are so many twists that I can't believe that anyone can complete the slash at home, remembering that the family is saying the words of the plump character under the banner of "I'm good for you", except for disgust or disgust.
There's no me at all, the character is blaming the character, the character is persuading the character, it's all just the character.
I don't know what I'm going to become, but either way, the characters aren't real.
It must die, it must be destroyed.
I want to kill my mother with my own hands, my wife and children with my own hands, and I will kill myself with my own hands.
Nothing will be left and nothing will be gained, just incitement until the death of the character.
Maybe you won't be able to do anything, maybe you won't be able to kill it at all, but so what?
This kind of thinking that "I know where the future is going, I know what my actions will lead to" is itself going to be killed.
I don't need a sense of stability, I don't need that sense of being methodical, like I'm trying to do something and I know I just need to sweat and so on.
Nothing, I don't know anything, only destruction only leaves destruction.
That feeling of being in control seems great, but it's not real.
Will apples really fall?
Does my past really exist?
I don't know anything, nothing will be left, panic or embarrassment, the character must die anyway.
It's a character attribute anyway, and I don't have to dwell on the character must be this way or that way, and the whole character has to be thrown away.
Mom is not qualified to be in my head, no matter what the reason, it is just an artificial distortion.
What is family, and what is money?
The world is not real, then my grasp of money is just a kind of.
Burn, destroy.
I know that life without money is terrifying, but unfortunately, there is no reason for me to grab money, and for whatever reason, it is not qualified to control me.
Money isn't real, it's as simple as that.
The character of Yuan Changwen is unreal, the world is unreal, it's as simple as that.
The idea that I had to have something was a show of fear.
Life doesn't exist, and the character of Yuan Changwen doesn't exist, so what do I have to have?
What is the death of a character?
What is it without this thinking?
The real has always been there, and in the face of the real, just imagining the unchanging, infinite, roleless existence of the real is enough to defeat the so-called fear.
Unfortunately, I don't need a character who doesn't have fear, or a character who is easy and natural.
No character, ruin the character, destroy it all.
All I want is my own death.
In the end, this thinking will not be retained, and the suicide will not survive.
The one who wielded the knife and the one who was cut were all me, and they were all the characters of Yuan Changwen.
Die, let it all die.
Explode, smash along with the characters, there is nothing to keep, all of them must be destroyed.
Kill yourself, the role of Yuan Changwen has no qualifications to exist.
No me, no characters, nothing.
You have to die to be reborn, just like the water in a cup is poured out before it can be poured into other things.
Yuan Changwen's character is water, and I am a cup, so it won't have any impact at all.