The power of worry is really terrifying, completely ignoring reason, ignoring thinking, and directly forcibly pulling.

I know this is, but it's still completely unavoidable, and the power of emotions doesn't make sense at all. This feeling is like a game setting, there is nothing to talk about, I know it doesn't make sense but I'm still being pulled at will.

I thought I wouldn't be able to go back, but now that I see my emotions pulling again, I doubt my previous conclusions. Is there really no way to go back? Perhaps, there are more than 10,000 ways to make me think that I have not returned, but in fact I have been under false control.

Damn it.

Not at all maybe, but now. I'm in the midst of falsehood, no matter what nice words I say, I'm still not done, I'm still in the midst of falsehood. What else is there to worry about?

Should I be worried that I'm going to be pulled back?shit, I didn't leave at all, but I started worrying about being pulled back?

Don't be funny, it's just the beginning, and I don't have any reason to stop and rest. Falsehood is falsehood, the power to pretend to be true, the power to pull unbridledly, I don't want to discuss anything at all.

My opponent is not emotion, that's just a false measure. You don't need to care about the means of the fake at all, just throw away the fake.

Those logical rhetoric is just enriching the characters. If you want to convince others, you must find reasonable arguments, and you must make your own arguments full of logic.

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Why do I need to do this?

Why not keep slashing?

Those thoughts that seem to be trying to sort out emotions are, and I'm smart enough. You don't need to keep thinking, you don't need to keep reasoning, can you overcome emotions?

I do not know.

Now, it seems that I don't even have anger, but I just stupidly look at the emotions that are still pulling at me.

I didn't even know why I wasn't done, but I knew it was all just a representation of the elements of the picture. It has nothing to do with what "I think", and there is no way to control it.

Time should be destroyed, there is nothing to keep.

I should be angry, I should be crazy, but it seems that I just can't be angry, I can't be crazy. However, it doesn't matter, after all, it's all about the characters.

There is no essential difference between wanting the character to complete the killing and wanting the character to make a lot of money.

There is nothing that should or should not be, just the presentation of the elements of the picture, nothing can be said. Without free will, how many words would be eliminated?

It's a completely different way of looking at the world, but it's still false, and there's nothing remarkable about it.

There is no truth here, and the characters are all false. Either you wake up realistically, or it doesn't matter at all. It's hard to imagine what it would be like to wake up, I just know what the character looks like.

Isn't it enough to kill yourself?

I do not know.

It's still just a belief that a certain level of slashing can lead to truth. It's complete, maybe it really can, maybe it can't, I don't know at all.

Just as a flame burns a hand, it is also, wishful thinking.

I don't know what's going to happen, it's not a good thing to keep hope, that hope itself has to be killed. The fear of never being able to kill is no different from the fear of never being able to earn 100,000 a year.

None of this is true, "hope" is just a synonym for wanting to keep holding on to something.

Devour me, destroy me, I'm very active.

Yuan Changwen felt the feeling of devouring in his body and the inexplicable discomfort, which grew more and more, but he was never able to break through the critical value. Perhaps, after the breakthrough, it is crazy, and I am a little afraid when I think about it.

That kind of madness that destroys the heavens and the earth, you don't need to do anything, and the Buddhas and the entire universe will collapse. The unreal doesn't exist, and these things that pull me won't continue to have power.

Explode it, I don't have any opinion.

Let me hack my mother to death, my wife and children, my friends, and the whole world. There's nothing to remember, there's nothing to cherish, so let's destroy it all.

Yuan Changwen felt a sense of loosening, as if something terrifying was about to appear, and he didn't seem to dare to let go of this thing at all.

Stop it with emotion, pull the anchor firmly and seal the exit.

He didn't seem to think at all, as if he instinctively wanted to stop all this destruction. Although they want to destroy, they instinctively prevent it. Diverting attention, subconsciously plumping up the characters, these false means keep pulling me.

Nothing can stop me, and as sweet as life is, that's not a reason for me to stop killing. My life, my life, and the role of Yuan Changwen can all be destroyed. Unreal is unreal, there is nothing to discuss.

Even if it's stupid, even if it's not cost-effective, I know these truths, but it's still not true.

I know better than anyone what I'm up against. The black reality has stared into my eyes more than once. Mom will be like a stranger, even if she is face-to-face, there is no trace of her mother's status in her heart.

Even if I remember any hard work my mother did to me, it won't change this, there is no mother at all.

Picture elements will eventually become picture elements, or in other words, stand in the position of "picture elements", instead of pretending to be real in my head.

Can I really explode? Who would expect myself to collapse and explode?

Throwing away the intellect is just a synonym created by the distortion of the mind to beautify the distortion itself. There is nothing to think about, it just needs to be destroyed, and it is quite unreasonable to destroy.

Demon kings will die from talking too much, and once I fall into the distorted level of reasoning, I am almost doomed to stop killing. No matter how much truth is said, it is still just a sorting out at the character level, not the truth.

Maybe this kind of reasoning can get some kind of philosopher or some kind of hellish title, maybe this kind of reasoning can make you talk about it logically. But it's still not real, and it has nothing to do with reality.

Even if you can claim to be true to the outside world, you can write it true in writing, but it's still just nonsense.

That kind of reasoning, which can both keep the character and flesh out the character, why not?

There are so many false means that I don't know how to fight it. The only proof that, at the moment, I am in a state of falsehood. It's as simple as that, there's nothing to argue about, and there's nothing to cover up.

I'm not done yet.

The world is collapsing, and I will continue to kill, even if there is nothing to kill. Also, I don't know if my own slash will lead to a slash.

What's wrong with the presentation of picture elements?

What can't be presented?

What is this thinking, what is this role, it's all just nonsense. Unreal is unreal, and there is no room for negotiation at all. (https:)

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