Chapter 1224: The First Step 624
What is the character of Yuan Changwen doing, he is still alive.
It's death, let me die.
What are you still hesitating about, what are you still in a trance, is to make the character completely collapse and completely broken.
Death may not be a good word, but that's just prejudice, I like death and I look forward to death.
To be alive is to live the character, and to live to be alive is to live with a twist in the mind.
Then the distortion in my mind is simply nonsense, but it is matched with the pull of fear, which is so important.
It's all shit, and this judgment itself is bullshit.
Die, there's nothing to say, there's nothing to discuss, it's death.
The picture element should stand in the position of the picture element, not pretend to be real here.
That awareness has always been there, the truth is there, but unfortunately none of this has anything to do with the characters.
Die, all of them will die.
Destroy it all, including the slash itself.
It's just a picture element, it's not real, and the slash doesn't have any special treatment.
Just like family, it is just categorized by one word, these NPCs are called family, and these NPCs are called strangers, but they are just NPCs.
Those pulls are only for the characters, and they don't affect the reality.
These are just picture elements, there is no me at all, and the character is in the center of the stage begging for his death.
It's not me controlling the character of Yuan Changwen at all, free will is just an illusion, and it's all a direct presentation of the elements of the picture.
I don't know why the character is so tenacious, this ability to resist pressure is unbelievable, and I am so strong?
With this resilience, I feel that those successes have become scum.
Unfortunately, the tenacity of the characters is only an obstacle, like superglue that firmly binds the broken characters.
But what?
It's still unreal, and it doesn't change the real existence because the character knows the truth.
Destroy, let it all burn in the flames of hell.
What family, what career, role or something, all get out.
Nothing has the right to be arrogant in my head, and even the simplest "here's a table" is just a distortion in my head, and it's just "what I think".
Stop dwelling on the content, it's all picture elements, it's not real, and then throw it away.
What else is there to be reluctant to, what else can be grasped, even if it is caught, it is only the character who is grabbing, it is still just a picture element, and then what?
If you can't catch it, all this will be destroyed, and the character will inevitably collapse.
To have a character is to have those good things, to keep struggling, to keep trying to continue to hold on to the character.
It's just a delaying tactic, I'll kill myself, I'll kill my mother, I'll kill my wife and children, there won't be any obstacles at all.
None of this is real, and I don't have any reason to keep grabbing.
Including the slashing of the character, I don't need to make the character should be this way or that, it's just entangled at the character level.
And it's easy to get caught up in the "life as the goal" discussion.
It's as if that's how it should be for life.
Untrue is untrue, and the judgment "for life" itself is nonsense, not to mention how do I know that I am doing this for life?
Let the character continue to grasp, what, the unreal does not exist, it is simply the pull of emotions, and it can continue to grasp it completely by injecting energy.
Die, just die, no amount of words is just nonsense.
The role of Yuan Changwen is nothing, nothing can be talked about, he just wants to achieve nothing, or he wants to destroy everything.
There is nothing to do with the characters, this world has nothing to do with the characters at all, nothing can be accomplished, there is no way to kill and complete, and there is no way to get any capital to show off.
It's a waste of time, it's a waste of life, without the support of a career, you can only be alone, and you can't kill it, and the time spent for years is just nonsense.
Let's die, the saying that life is not precious at all is just a man-made distortion.
I don't know who the character of Yuan Changwen is, and what do you want to cherish?
How one's life should be used is a matter of personal preference, and what qualifications do you have to elevate one's personal preference to the level of truth?
In other words, even if it is to elevate personal preference to the level of truth, it is not a mistake, it is still just a personal preference.
I have no interest in the role of Yuan Changwen, and any rhetoric that thinks "for my own good" is just nonsense.
It seems that it has become easy to go along the way, and that kind of relaxed and natural life seems to be like instinct.
Or, like learning to swim, it seems hard to believe that you never knew how to swim, as if swimming is something that you don't need to think about at all.
It's not enough, I'm not done yet, I'm going to continue.
I don't know what's holding me back, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what it is, because everything will be shattered, and nothing can withstand this scorching in the flames of hell.
Picture elements blocking the real?
It's a joke in itself, and it's all just a picture element, talking about what is in the way, there is a fart in the way.
The reason why I haven't finished it yet is because of the presentation of the elements of the picture, because I can only do this "not finished yet".
There is nothing that is not the presentation of picture elements, the so-called slash leads to the truth, and even, the slash leads to the completion of the slash, which is just wishful thinking.
Let yourself die, let your life be ruined, all those horrific scenes can happen.
No matter what kind of horror scenes are being concocted by the twist in the mind, there is only one fundamental one, fear "without a role".
In fact, there are no characters in the first place, just picture elements, where are there any characters.
These hands are not under my control, and this thinking is not under my control, they are all the presentation of picture elements.
There is no universe, and there is not a me.
Shatter it, no matter how hard you try, you can't catch the character, especially if I've already seen the fake.
Even in the past, the constant infusion of energy to keep the character alive would have caused tiredness.
For example, they will ask themselves what they are doing, and they will be very clear that they are just pretending to have good relationships, but they don't want to participate in those bullshit activities.
It's still just the pull of fear that keeps me running like a driven lamb.
The character is dead, and I used to get tired of the character, but now I dare not appear in fear, and I have no reason to grab the character and continue to inject energy to maintain the character's attributes.
In fact, without the blessing of emotions, the distortion in my brain is really like a piece of shit, and I will be very surprised that I would catch this in the first place, and believe this shit.
I don't know if others agree or have the same experience, it doesn't matter at all.
Death is the key, and returning to the arms of the Grim Reaper's cutie is the key.
It's just a picture element, and the character is dead.