I was still here, no explosion or destruction, and the feeling of devouring was gradually dissipating.

Yuan Changwen didn't understand a little, was it his own reason that hindered the explosion? Or was he unintentionally distracted again? However, he had really changed, and he would expect himself to go crazy and look forward to his own explosion and destruction.

It didn't work, this change was simply not enough to prove anything. The state of the character is not surprising, as long as the killing is not completed, then the character is useless even if the species changes.

Sure enough, it was I who diverted my attention, as if I really needed to care about something, and I really had something to be busy with. When the brain gets caught in a certain situation, it forgets to kill and focuses on something else.

At this moment, I thought about slashing again, and that devouring feeling came again. It's about throwing yourself into the lava, it's about burning yourself, maybe you can still distract me, but I'll come back.

It is a fact that there is no escaping no matter what, as obvious as the sun high above. I can not look at the sun, I can pretend that I am busy with other things. But as long as I stop, as long as I look up, as long as I am honest, then I can know that I am not done yet.

Strong emotions protect my self-definition and urge me to keep injecting energy into it. Using emotions to maintain the distortion in the mind is like constantly hypnotizing yourself that the sun is cold. You just need to stop injecting energy, you just need to be honest, and you can know that the sun is radiating warmth.

I just kept injecting energy, forcibly twisting it with strong emotions, believing in the distortion in my head, believing that the sun was cold. It's all ridiculous, and the fear keeps me grasping at the twists in my head, it's just a product of emotion.

It's as if, no matter how many times you say it, anger and madness must be used to break the strong emotions. I'm soft-hearted, I want to be reasonable, but I'm just afraid of shattering these self-definitions, afraid of discarding the distortions in my head.

It should be slapped in the face and tell some bullshit. If it is not true, it should be destroyed, not there is any reasoning, can the falsehood dissipate by itself?

Falsehood is a deliberately created limitation, and all have only one goal, which is to keep me asleep and make me think that I am the character of Yuan Changwen. The whole dream is just for authenticity, just for the immersive experience.

The twist is tireless, and everything pulls like gravity. How can I be reasonable? How can I be reasonable? How can I obey reason? Deal with something as unreasonable as gravity, and only destroy it with the same unreasonable madness.

I thought I could be crazy, but I was still sensible, still polite, and still calm and thoughtful. I should have jumped up like a madman, smashed everything in front of me, and killed myself.

Yuan Changwen felt sad for himself, and that kind of cowardice seemed to have followed him since birth. Trembling in fear, believing that the gentleman does not move his hands, thinking that reason is the best state, and looking down on those who are caught up in emotional madness.

And now, only madness can put an end to it all. No matter what I'm hesitating about, it's not real, it's just to flesh out the characters. See, this is the hesitation of reason, which is an obstacle.

I don't know what's going on, and I'm not in the slightest interest in the future. Everything happens in the present moment, and even the future is only a visual element that is perceived at this moment. The word "imagination" is not used to show that the so-called imagination and reality are on the same level.

The so-called reality is not more stable than imagined, it is just the presentation of picture elements, and there is no difference between the two. All I know is what the elements of the picture are presenting at the moment, and that's all, what I know is all I can know.

There's nothing I can know but I don't know, and there's nothing I haven't thought of for a while, it's just a representation of the elements of the picture.

I don't need more knowledge, what is presented at the moment is what I need. Or, even if I need more and that's all I need at the moment, then that's all I need. It's not that good things are ready, bad things can happen too.

It's like a movie plot where something happens when a certain character is not ready, and the character thinks it's bad. But, in terms of the whole picture, all this is just right, it can only happen this way and must happen this way.

So, what I perceive at the moment is what I need. Or rather, what I have is always just right.

The character thinks it's less, but it's actually just right. The character thinks that there are too many things, but it is actually just right. Because things can only happen like this, because these are things that have already happened, they are all things that have already been presented by the elements of the picture, and there is nothing to argue about.

Is it okay to imagine the future? Is it okay to worry about the future?

Of course, no matter what kind of words and deeds you think, you can't escape these are the elements of the picture that you are aware of at this moment. I can even completely forget that these are all visual elements that I perceive at this moment, and pretend that there really is a future in the future, and not just the visual elements that I perceive at this moment.

Just like I used to be, I pretended that I already thought that the past and the future were real. However, he still hasn't escaped these are just the visual elements that he is aware of at the moment. Whether I know it or not, I'm still here.

Also, you can worry about the future and imagine the future, which is just a reassurance. For me now, I breathe a sigh of relief when I hear this kind of affirmation.

I don't have anything to worry about the future, and I don't have to worry about the future. is completely shrouded in worry, relying on "it doesn't matter what the character does" to continue to deceive.

However, you can't deceive for too long, after all, none of this is true. That kind of worry about the future is still just an emotion, and it can't last long under the bombardment of unreal words.

Of course, the premise is that he will not continue to inject energy, and he will not want to plump up the character again. Well, all fears are just fears, and there is no way to continue to pull.

Like I had a little itch on my back, those fears and worries were nothing more.

The past and future are not real, and no matter what I am thinking about the past and future, it is just thinking about the present moment, and it is not real. There is no past or future, and it is not real at this moment.

No matter what I see and think at the moment, it is also just a presentation of the elements of the picture, not real. And I, the character of Yuan Changwen, this thinking that is thinking about authenticity, is also just the presentation of picture elements.

It just looks real.

Yuan Changwen was very distressed, nothing was real. In this world, the world that I am familiar with and love, the world in which I live, there is no reality at all. All are false, memories, family, friends, and so on.

It is precisely because it is all false that it seems very real...... Is it?