Wouldn't it be nice to let things flow on their own?

I must intervene, I have to let the little brain get involved, I'm sick!

The character's brainwashing was really successful and made me not believe in anything else but in my own little head. Every choice reinforces self-definition, and every choice is a push for fear.

That is, every time you choose yourself, you are affirming the real existence of the character.

How many times have you made choices in your life for so long?

I swear I'll never think about it again after the slaughter. What's there to think about? Go with the flow, won't you?

The point is that no matter what you do, you are going with the current, and even a temporary countercurrent will not help. Unless it's strong enough to change life and death, but that's useless.

For what the eyes see is false. Even if you are immortal, it is still the attribute of a character, and it is still pulled by the role, and there is no essential difference at all.

Think about the time when you once made a choice, driven by fear, wrapped in fear, so that you didn't dare to move at all. The whole person was completely panicked, and fear completely overpowered reason.

At that time, the choice was to be led away by fear, or to be enslaved by the character.

Let it go, let things go freely, I don't need to intervene.

"For what, what do I have to do", this set of character tricks is dead, please replace the next one.

What is necessary? Even life is not necessary, what else is necessary?

Characters are always just characters, and I am a completely different existence, how can I be connected with the so-called physical life!

Let it go!

Yuan Changwen felt uncomfortable, and inexplicable sorrow hit again.

It's good, that's how it feels.

Although the management knows that this is a normal feedback after the killing, but it is still very uncomfortable, very low and wants to cry.

Most people should have this experience, when something fails, or something happens that they don't want to happen, then they are depressed and sad.

It's because of the character's assault that the self-definition is deprived, and what I have always believed in conflicts with reality. We have to wonder if we are wrong.

However, no one wants to stay in that mood for a long time, and they all use this low sadness as a springboard to success. As everyone knows, when you skip this emotion and go to success, you have been kidnapped by the character and enslaved by self-definition.

How could the Empire allow such a thought to exist in me?

This is simply destroying the foundations of the empire, it is simply making the empire no longer vibrant.

Fortunately, I don't need the approval of others, and I don't need the trust of others. This is my world, this is my life, where is it the turn of others to dictate?

What is right, what is wrong, what is important and secondary, and who is qualified to judge my life?

Pull it down, it's just a clown's trick. Self-definition cannot find a standard, because there is no standard, and self-definition must have a standard.

A standard is a frame in which we limit ourselves and the world. This box is right, that box is wrong, what is in this box is worth learning, and what is in that box must be rejected.

At this time, self-definition can only find the authority of the outside world, let others set the standard, and you can just abide by it without bothering.

It's all fake, my identity is all fake.

Why the characters are not dead, why is the self-definition still arrogant here.

I saw that the falsehoods were so powerful that I couldn't even see the borders. But I know that they have boundaries, and only truth is the only existence without boundaries.

Revenge victory!

Yuan Changwen suddenly thought of his own thinking pattern, and always fantasized about his success, and it was a retaliatory success. To put it nicely, this is called counterattack, this is called inspirational.

To put it mildly, it's revenge.

No matter how small it is, you can fantasize about a plot by yourself. It's a pity that I am not home, otherwise such a powerful fantasy ability is making up stories at any time, and it is a pity to waste it.

Home is just an identity, a unique attribute of a character.

Falsehood is nothing compared to the real.

Where am I and who am I?

If these questions are not answered, what life is there to speak of?

In the past, I ignored these problems and avoided them, all of which were the tricks of the characters.

My life is woven by others, and all the information in my head comes from second-hand information, and even seven or eight hands are possible. What am I doing with my head?!

Is it just waiting for someone else to tell me about the information that comes into my head? Is it just for me to be responsible for memorizing and then acting on what I remember?

Can't you see it? I'm being honest!

Isn't it disgusting to be tired of fantasizing about victory all the time and fearing the future all the time? Doesn't it feel disgusting?

What is the character of Yuan Changwen? What is the character doing? Is there an end to all this? Am I really killing?

Die!

Why are the characters still resisting, and why do they want to fool me with their self-definition?

Honor?

Bah!

The Empire places honor at the highest level and encourages people throughout the Empire to fight for it. This is a good thing, without this mentality of striving for progress, the empire would not have been able to get to where it is now.

If the emergence of writing is a major process of civilization, then living away from the home planet is a great leap forward for civilization.

Unfortunately, these are not true.

Still manipulating me, still thinking about those achievements, still thinking about how to continue my honor.

That's not my honor, it's just a chance to get the character.

The first person in the empire, how loud it sounds, but what is the difference between this character and the role of a small vendor?

No, there is no difference.

It's all fake, it's all roles, it's all a mess of self-definitions that have no clue.

Who would believe that someone is really on the path of killing? Who would believe that the character turns on suicide mode, depriving himself of his self-definition step by step?

I don't care about other people!

No, when I think like this, there are already other people in my head, and other people still have an influence on me.

Get lost!

Why don't you die? How long will all this last? Will you be able to survive this wave?

Yes, because I have carried the discomfort before, then I can also bear the discomfort this time.

If it doesn't exist, how can it not be resisted?

The reason why it is uncomfortable is the self-definition of the character weaving, which should be killed.

I'm imagining victory, because there's always something that I didn't work out of. I can't be successful in all fields, and even in the most successful fields, I don't dare to claim to be at the absolute top.

The character is such a thing, constantly frantically looking for recognition. I'm an idiot, so I can't see the madness of all this, and I will follow the characters to act.

Being pulled by fear, letting fear influence my actions, any choice is based on fear.

Shit!