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Die, I'm still holding on to the character.

Whether the slash is completed or not has once again become a new character attribute, and once again it has become a place where fear begins.

Unreal is unreal, and the killing itself is not real, so what can't be lost?

It's as if killing has become my new job and my new identity, and I dare not discard it and can't imagine myself failing.

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It's about letting yourself be afraid and not grasping for anything, and seeing what happens.

My life hasn't been destroyed yet, and even though it's changed a lot, the feeling of being in control has been hiding behind it.

It's all, and at this moment, I'm going to destroy this, destroy all this falsehood.

No matter how beautiful these things look, no matter how much the characters care about them, and how much the world agrees with them, they all have to be burned.

Nothing can make me turn, as long as you dare to fear me, then wait for my revenge.

There's no reason for you to fear me, and I'm powerless.

It's all the presentation of picture elements, so is fear, so am I, what can't be killed?

It's all the characters who are arrogant there, without the role of Yuan Changwen, without this world, there will be no problems.

The character is going to die, it has to die, and the fear comes up again, which is good and reminds me that I can't be tolerant of the character.

Also reminding me that I'm not done yet.

How long this road will last, I don't know.

But fear will accompany the left and right, it is the character struggling, it is the means of falsehood to continue to pull.

Die, there's nothing to say, there's nothing to discuss, it's just that killing is death.

Why can't you drop the slash?

It's just a baseless idea, as if you can be superior to others by slashing, and you can be remarkably slashed.

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Unreality is the key, none of them I need to kill, all of them are characters.

The characters are collapsing, the characters are dying, and nothing can stop the process.

Regardless of whether the character is killed or not, it is in an unreal state.

I see slashing as a new achievement, like a skill or education or something that allows a character to acquire a character that fleshes out the character.

If you want to fear me, come, see who dies first.

There is no qualification to be arrogant in killing this kind of thing, and behind the kind of "I have to kill it", there is fear.

I felt the attack of fear, and I wanted to keep catching and slashing, but I was afraid that I would drop the slash and not be able to finish it.

It's all just the stuff of the characters, and it's not real.

How many times do you have to say it to understand that fear can't be killed, and it's not fundamentally different from fear that you can't make money.

It's all because I take the false for the real, and it's because I firmly grasp the character that the fear will succeed.

Killing the characters, killing myself, it's not something sad, it's something I have to do.

Fear wants to stop, fear wants me to hold on to the slash, because it still fleshes out the character.

A person who kills self-definition, this self-definition is not bad in itself.

For the characters, the content is not important at all, as long as there is content, as long as it survives, it can trump everything.

Why can't I drop the slash?

Hell, this kind of grasping is completely from fear, and it is completely grasping the character attributes.

The fear itself was unreal, and the whole scene seemed inexplicable and had no other purpose than to provoke my anger.

That kind of fear in my heart, I have the ability to continue to appear, see that I don't kill you.

What all this represents, I don't know.

Slashing or characters, what these things are, I don't know.

It's all fake anyway, it's all picture elements anyway, and I don't have anything to recognize or sort out.

The characters are afraid, the characters are angry, the characters are slashing, the characters are confused, and the characters are doing all kinds of things there.

All of them are characters, and they have nothing to do with reality, and they can't become real because of them.

In other words, when the characters become real, there are no characters.

The character is going to die, the character has to die, and I can't see any reason to keep the character.

Fear is still just a picture element, no different from a lump of shit on the ground.

Just throw it away, throw it all away.

I don't need to think about how I'm going to live my life, and I don't need to know exactly where my life is going.

The twist in my mind keeps grasping at this, as if how can my life be handled at will, I must be careful.

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I didn't know it, and the reason why I was panicked was entirely because I was afraid of life, because I was afraid of life, and the distortion in my mind had determined that "the universe is the highest goal of killing me", so I needed to be cautious and think twice before acting.

Where does this fear come from?

Why are the elements of the picture presented in such a way?

Is it just for me to write these words?

I don't know, and I don't need to know, it's just that, and that's the only way.

There will always be people who will be annoying, just like there will always be flowers that will emit a foul smell, but it is just an element of the picture, and there is nothing wrong with it.

I don't know why, but the elements of the picture are presented like this, and I can't do anything about it.

It's just that I don't like it, it's like a piece of shit in front of me, and any master saint won't lick it twice.

None of this is real, but I didn't fight against it, I just surrendered and just accepted fate, because the picture elements have been presented, what else is there to say.

When the character dies, life will be shattered, time can't affect the truth, it's all just this moment.

There's nothing to catch, the tension of "life can't be broken, I have to master life" is just an inexplicable picture element.

It's hard to let go, and the word itself is misleading, as if it's just "letting go" rather than "giving up", as if you're still becoming a better version of yourself.

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It's to give up, it's to destroy, whether it's a character or a life, everything will burn, and then nothing will be left.

Plunged headlong into the black reality, I don't care about the unreal stuff.

Die, those plans, those plans for the future, will only appear to be humble in their knowledge, and even their imagination is narrow.

Those fearful contents, over and over again, are just stuff, I really don't understand how I managed to hold on to the falsehood for so many years.

Of course, it is all the presentation of picture elements, and there is no causal relationship.

The character dies. Whatever happens is allowed, and there is nothing in the way of what the picture elements want to present.

Even, presenting the scene where the mind does not agree with the scene, and the mind resists the scene, these are also common picture elements.

Therefore, it is not "I think I am the character of Yuan Changwen", but the picture elements directly present this thinking.

Powerlessness, complete powerlessness.

It seems that this renunciation is perceived as negativity, a decadence of life.

But where does this belief itself come from?

Is the criterion itself true?

It's all, and the fear is a drag show standing behind it.

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