I didn't need to explain anything, I didn't need to adjust my rhetoric.

There is a contradiction, and it is my business.

I don't understand, it's my business.

If you don't approve it, it's my business.

My goal is to kill, and the act of tidying up the rhetoric and making it more mellow and smooth is itself enriching the character.

There is no one me, and at the same time there is no one else.

All of them are presentations of picture elements, and no matter how real the reactions of others are, they are just false existences.

Someone else said it was wrong?

How could it be wrong?

Others are just set to say these words, what's wrong?

It's like a character in a movie who says something, is there a mistake at all?

And I, what do I want to refute?

What is the act of believing that the character is right, not allowing others to blame, and directly using emotions to resist to protect the character?

Are others really changing because of my rhetoric?

It's all picture elements, just the content that is directly presented.

If it is necessary to go downstream, I can explain it.

However, at the moment, I haven't finished the killing, and I want to explain that I am enriching the character and hindering the killing.

I am still struggling in the sea of suffering, what are you talking about saving people?

Shouldn't you go ashore yourself first and then talk about the rest?

However, after the killing, the idea of helping others is dead, and the urge to preach and correct others will also dissipate.

Even if you want to help others overcome anxiety, this very orthodox idea will dissipate without a trace with the killing.

No one wants to help an NPC level up, unless the story requires it.

It's all picture elements, where there are real people.

I'm no longer used to looking into other people's eyes, I don't know what's going on, and I'm not even interested in talking.

Die, the character is destroyed, and this is all over.

To think that someone else is a real person is just wishful thinking, and to refuse to admit it as a ridiculous association.

It's like, other people look the same as me, and the way they speak and live in the same way is similar, so since I am a real person, others should also be a real person.

It's just a compromise.

Besides, there wasn't a single me at all.

It seems that everyone has some kind of strange hallucination, maybe a scene that happens for the first time feels familiar.

Perhaps, it suddenly feels like a familiar person is strange.

Or, it feels very weird about a certain Chinese character.

I don't understand, what kind of judgment makes me think that these illusions are false, and that ordinary feelings are real?

Is it just because the "normal feeling" lasts for a long time, and because everyone is like this, that the "ordinary feeling" is judged to be normal and real, and that the ephemeral hallucination is false or trance-like?

Die, it's not real.

No matter what state of feeling the character is in, it's not real.

I'm going to kill the characters, kill the characters, and ruin the life.

Firmly grasp life and dare not destroy it, not only in the factors of success or career and family, but also in the simple role attributes related to "being a human being".

It's funny to think that you're arguing with an NPC.

And thinking that he regards the role of Yuan Changwen as himself, he feels even more.

The presentation of the elements of the picture can only be presented in this way, and I have to find a reason to imagine what will happen next.

Or, think that what you have done will have the corresponding results.

Unfortunately, it's just speculation.

"I picked up the cup from the table, and the cup left the table" may seem impossible to refute, but how do I know I can pick up the cup?

These are nothing more than memories, how do I know that when I go to pick up the cup next, I will really let the cup leave the table as I remember it?

The unquestioning belief that you can pick up the cup and cause it to leave the table is wishful thinking.

And everything else, still.

The distortion in my brain seems to know a lot, as if I can control my life well by upgrading my cognition, it's all nonsense.

Behind all these thoughts, there is fear.

The character is like a mad cow, constantly going on and on, and the twists in his head never stop.

That kind of self-confidence, glowing self-confidence, seems to have gotten rid of fear, but trying to be confident is itself driven by fear.

Don't dwell on that, maybe that kind of confidence is really the state after the killing?

That kind of lightness and naturalness, maybe it really has nothing to do with fear?

I'm distracting, even if my theory of fear is correct.

still didn't kill, still trapped in the role, and then kept plumping up the fear theory, so that this theory could withstand scrutiny and the bombardment of various problems.

Is someone else a real person?

So my theory of fear only applies to me, so what's the room for argument?

Just like I like to eat bitter melon, can others argue about this?

And the so-called me itself is not real, and the fear theory is still fatal to the picture element to explain the picture element.

Discard these unreal things, none of them I'm killing.

Break through the character and destroy the character directly, there is nothing reluctant to do.

Reason also wants to continue to control, where does the idea that "madness is a bad state" come from?

It seems that I have never wanted to go crazy, and the twists in my head have repeatedly suppressed madness, suppressing my urge to let go.

The point is, it's useless.

How long can the character last?

None of these things are real, the world is not real, I am not real, and those character attributes are still not real.

Tradition, morality, social philosophy, hard work, passive resignation, responsibility to the family...... None of them are real.

Kill your mother, kill your wife and children, what's not to do?

Explode it, destroy it all, and let the devouring of the heart directly destroy the character.

Those emotional pulls are just emotional pulls, and they are still unreal and still just false means.

Go ahead and see when the character will die.

My mother will die, my wife and children will die, and I will die too.

In other words, my mother, wife and children are part of who I am.

The heart is grasping these distortions, kindness, responsibility, filial piety, all are distortions.

It's beautiful, it's still unreal, it's just working well.

For example, for society, for the empire, for example, imagine that you will be old in the future, and so on.

Emphasizing responsibility and filial piety is nothing more than fear of betrayal by his wife and children.

What's not to do?

Why can't human tragedy happen?

The presentation of picture elements is nothing.

The characters are afraid of being hurt and even more afraid of dying, and the fear of "no character" seems to be unavoidable.

Luckily, my opponent was just fake.

Come on, explode the characters, ruin your life, and you can't let go of any of the twists in your head.

Unreal is unreal, so why don't you let the character of Yuan Changwen die?

Nothing can stand in the way of my death, inevitable. (https:)

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