I can't kill it in this life, what will happen to me?

However, there is a problem with this question itself, and how do I know what will happen to me before it happens?

And the point is not what I say or do, but whether I force it to happen or whether it must not happen. If the elements of the picture have not been presented with the so-called completion of the killing, what is not to be?

I don't know when my friend will come, but I know that my friend will come, and he's already on his way, but I don't know how long I'll have to wait. But, whether I know it or not, I'll keep waiting.

What is the difference between waiting so long after knowing and not knowing that you will wait so long?

Whether the killing is completed or not, I will continue to kill. Whatever you want to control me, you won't allow it. Something that isn't real is not qualified to pass off as real, and it's not allowed to pull me emotionally to make me feel real tension.

The injury of the character in the game is completely different from the injury of me. However, there is no difference between me and the characters, they are all fake, they are all unreal.

It seems that there is no way forward, but in fact there is no need to move forward at all. Or rather, the thing that wants to move forward is not real in itself, and I will never be able to touch the reality. Characters can't exist in reality, characters can only exist in this false world.

Without falsehood, there would be no such beautiful world, and there would be no such thinking. Those precious memories, those sweetness and pain, all exist because of falsehood.

The content doesn't matter at all, whether it's the content of fear, the content of joy, or the content of the picture elements, it doesn't matter. Because none of them are real, my focus shouldn't be on the content.

It's easy for me to be deceived and involuntarily focus on the content. In this way, whether I deny the content, argue with the content, or like the content, I am only dealing with the content level.

None of this is real, the whole picture element is not real, only infinity is real.

When did you start thinking that the world wasn't real?

Yuan Changwen wanted to laugh a little, look at this world, colorful and gorgeous, all kinds of human nature flying and various ideas collided. From backwardness in the past to today's development, all this is showing the truth. However, I don't think these real situations are real.

I'm just crazy.

Is there anything more inexpensive than slashing? There is no way to touch the truth, none of this seems to make sense. In other words, there is no integration between the infinite and the limited, and the two are not at all integrated.

Can I discard and kill myself? Just like I have a twist in my head, I don't believe in any so-called authority, the so-called truth.

Or is it that as long as you are firmly nailed to "I exist", it is already a kind of killing?

Friendship is still using the policy of tenderness to fool me, saying that it doesn't matter what you say and not wasting time, and that it will be useful to maintain interpersonal relationships in the future, etc. All in all, they just don't want me to abandon friendship, no matter what the means are, as long as the twist in my mind can survive.

That kind of compromise has always corroded me, as if it was harmless, why do you have to refuse, why do you have to make such a stiff scene, scatter your mind to pass the time, in short, you don't want me to continue to kill.

, it's all. The content doesn't matter, either it's preventing me from slashing or it's not. The gentle policy in my head is just hindering me from killing, there is nothing to discuss, even if it makes sense, what basic etiquette of life, etc., all want me to compromise.

Acknowledge that something as simple as touching a flame can hurt you, like an apple falling from a tree, or observing certain basic etiquette when talking to people. Unreal is unreal, maybe I can choose to believe it after the killing, but not now.

At this moment, I had no choice at all, and I was completely dragged by emotions to believe. At all, he chose one from the apple banana, but he firmly grasped the apple and did not dare to let go, but pretended that he was free and could choose.

The strong emotions still want to fool me, but there is no chance.

I will definitely complete the slash and become a legendary being.

Yuan Changwen couldn't see any reason why he would stop killing, and if he continued like this, it was only a matter of time before the killing was completed. Even if it takes a lifetime, it's not bad. Although it may not seem worthwhile for the character, the word "worthy" is itself built on a limited basis.

There is only one life, so we talk about how to maximize benefits, how to succeed, how not to waste time, and what things are worth in life and what are not worth it. And life does not exist, and there is no problem with how the elements of the picture want to be presented, so the so-called unworthiness does not exist at the moment.

Or rather, every situation is worth it, including the so-called waste of life.

Truth is everything, and there is no room for other things such as time and space. Then, the limitations formed by distortion, those picture elements present any situation, it is a good experience, and it is worth presenting.

In the absence of time, waste, not worth it, failure...... These words have become, and they are all words that only appear when the characters are real.

No one is hurt, no one succeeds, and no one wastes life. It's just the distortion in my head that judges, it's just the distortion in my head mixed with fear that convince me that some of my actions are incorrect, that it's not worth wasting.

It's still a twist in my head, still trying to control me and fool me. I can't believe anything, it's just a definition, a perfunctory labeling. I don't care about the specifics.

Obviously, the twist in my head has been taking hold of me about whether or not a lifetime of slashing is worth it. However, I didn't realize that it must be contained in "all the distortions in my head", but I just didn't see it.

The world is not real, what else is there to say? I take the slash as real, as if it must be slashed, as if it has to be slashed every day, as if the slash has taken control of me.

I'm afraid of discarding and killing, but I'm actually afraid of losing my character's attributes. "I'm a person who is killing", how can I give up killing. If you want to abandon the character, you will inevitably abandon all of the character, and there is no reason to abandon the character by grabbing and killing yourself.

Without me, it's just a presentation of the elements of the picture. For that awareness, it doesn't matter what the pictorial element is, it doesn't matter.

Perhaps, it is a good way of life not to resist the elements of the picture. Not being afraid of life is a state that you will naturally enter after discarding the distortions in your mind.

However, I am still in this false world, still in the character. （）