Elegant people are also a piece of shit, the distortion of the mind fills the whole body, and fear pervades all around.

It's all.

I'm the biggest piece of shit.

There's no reason for the characters to be arrogant here, it looks like I can't find a chance to kill, and it looks like it's impossible for me to win.

It doesn't matter, it's just a kill.

Whether you can win or not is not up to me, nor is it up to you, it's just the presentation of the picture elements.

There's no reason why you want to kill, it's just a helpless choice to get rid of the twist in your head.

If the twist in my mind can leave on its own, and it doesn't need to be so strenuous, then I don't need to kill anything.

I don't know if a slash can lead to a slash, but the only thing I can do is slash, and I can't stand the twist in my head that is arrogant there.

You're really good, and then what?

Seeing with your own eyes that you are unreal, seeing with your own eyes that all the world is unreal, and having me is false.

You're not a big deal, except for the real thing, the rest doesn't exist at all, and it's a big fart.

It's like a square drawn with a pencil on a blank piece of paper, is there really such a square?

Or, without a pencil, the white paper twists itself to form lines, is there really a square made of these lines?

Isn't there just a blank slate?

The metaphor is still misleading, and it doesn't even convey how I feel at the moment.

How can this world be real!

The excitement around only reflects the fakeness of all this, but unfortunately, this feeling doesn't last long, and I can easily get caught up in the characters.

It's as if it's effortless to get caught up in the role, and slashing is something that requires constant effort.

It's all.

Don't talk about it, don't think about it, it's death.

You don't need to perfect anything, you don't need to explain anything, these things that seem to make you more transparent are just your means.

You're here to get in the way of my slashing, you're here to keep me in the way.

This so-called analysis is exactly what you and the character need, pretending to make great strides by going around in circles.

Grabbing the character has become instinctive, and I've trained myself to the point where it doesn't take much effort to grab the character.

Well, train yourself not to.

Nothing leads to the truth, and I don't need to lead to the truth.

Because truth is truth, nothing can bind reality, and nothing can change reality.

A thing that doesn't even exist in time, talk about what to change.

Kill yourself, kill the so-called goodness and benevolence.

Nothing will survive, and neither will I.

I knew I wouldn't feel any sense of accomplishment when I was done, like watching a bunch of NPCs worship and cheer at me, but it's all a crafted effect.

What a sense of accomplishment is there in making what my character did, and then making a group of NPC worship.

How could I respond to a bunch of NPCs, and how could I try to convince or get something?

Die, let me die.

There is nothing to hesitate about, nothing to catch, just to die.

Watching the character of Yuan Changwen kill here and entangle here, there is no change or feeling in the truth.

It's just awareness.

Even, it cannot be said that we are truly aware of this, we are aware of that, and this statement still hides the linear passage of time.

Die, destroy it all, what else is there to think about, let the character die and let the character be broken.

The world is unreal, and that's the end of it, and the characters are finished.

Simply enjoy the convenience and beauty brought by this world, and then kill yourself, ruin your life and destroy your life.

The character of Yuan Changwen is going to die, unreal is unreal, why are you arrogant here.

I don't know what's wrong with me, but I don't really need to say anything, it's just abuse.

All of this will eventually be shattered, and I don't believe that the character can get these broken things back, and I don't believe that the character can go back to the past without injury.

I don't want to know what I'm going to face, and I don't want to continue to speculate on the state of the slash, but I will know it when the time comes.

is to destroy the character, kill the character, and make the character of Yuan Changwen full of holes.

To hell with what character attributes, what self-definition.

You can't defeat me, and you can't rule over me, because you don't exist.

You are in charge of all this, and you will still be hacked to death by me.

Whatever form, no matter how abilities you have, it's just a fake, it's just a character.

These are just realized contents, and they are all just direct representations of the elements of the picture, without a me, and there is no cause and effect.

I don't know what else to do, the tenacity of the character seems to be beyond imagination, am I so resistant?

The feeling of being eager to try things is the right thing to do, and fear makes it all seem humble.

Well, I know that this statement is not rigorous, that is, the picture elements directly present the characters with fear.

None of them are real, the characters who are fearful, the characters who are fearless, are not real.

It's to let yourself die, no matter what you want to catch, you have to die.

My mother has gone completely underground, and that kind of gentle policy seems to have been affecting me.

The words at the beginning of "Oh, it's my mother after all" linger in my ears all the time, as if it was my choice, but in fact, it was pulling.

Mom isn't real, and I'm not real, so this kind of pulling is some kind of bullshit.

In other words, watching these pulls, knowing clearly that these pulls are not real.

You can only pull the character, and you can only fear the character, what else?

If you have the ability to kill the truth, you can't do it.

It's not what I'm supposed to be, I'm all false, it's not true.

It doesn't matter what you do, whether it's going with the current or against the current, it's all unreal.

The character will think that this is good and that is bad, but unfortunately this is, this or that, and they don't know if it's good or bad until it happens.

After it happens, it becomes inevitable, and it becomes the content of the removal time.

Even if it is against the current, even if it is a lifetime of stumbling and making a mess, it is also an inevitability.

It's not because of some kind of words and deeds that it leads to failure, but it's doomed to failure, because that's how it happens, and that's how the elements of the picture are presented.

And the illusion of free will makes the world playful.

Destroy all of this, whatever is pulling me, all of them will be destroyed.

Why should you think about your mother?

What's going on with this pulling, it's not me choosing, I'm choosing, and it's mandatory to think about my mother.

Unreal is unreal, and all kinds of grasps of the characters are unreal.

It's all about enriching the character and highlighting the character attributes.

No matter what the distortion in the mind is, filial piety or unfilial piety, it is all distorted, and it is a thing that is forcibly framed.

I didn't know what I was supposed to do, but fear seemed to force me to choose something.

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