The truth is there, the black is there.

But no matter what, I can't touch it, and the character of Yuan Changwen will never become real.

I don't know what I'm doing, the character is always unreal, and I can't touch the reality.

Kill what?

Well, one can only blame the fear of that bewitching woman, who is presumptuous there.

Before, the blessings of fear would have kept me clinging to the twist, but now it only makes me sick.

Once there is fear, it will arouse my anger, and I will want to kill.

There is no me at all, all of them are characters, how can those who do nothing and waste time become mistakes?

Moreover, it is not my thing at all, so why did you start to fear me?

Everything seems inexplicable.

Just waiting for death, there is nothing to say, and there is nothing to discuss.

In the process of waiting for death, fear appears, then it is to kill.

No matter what other distortions are out there, it's, it's all untrue.

I don't know where I'm going to go, and I don't know if I'll be able to live it.

It looks like you're talking about what's real, who I am, and so on, and maybe the next moment you'll suddenly die.

Right, is it difficult for the picture elements to present a reasonable way to die?

Maybe it feels incredible, illogical, or a small probability event before it happens, but after it happens, no matter how magical the way to die can be attributed to luck or fate.

Nothing survives, and I don't want to keep anything more.

It's death, it's waiting for death.

Everything is just a presentation of the elements of the picture, not to do the opposite, but everything becomes irrelevant.

Destroy, let yourself rot, it doesn't seem to be as strong as the explosion, but the breakdown of the characters is spreading.

Nothing can stop me, and nothing can stop the character's death.

I don't know what else to kill, because I don't need to kill at all, just throw away the whole picture element.

Keep fearing me, please keep fearing me, and see how I can slay you.

I really don't know what to be afraid of, but fear will appear, and it will seem inexplicable.

Part of me continued to worry, and some of them felt.

It's not enough, the character has to continue to die, I just want to push the character into the abyss and tear it to scum.

Come on, die, those fears don't even matter.

It's just a picture element, no matter what the content of the fear is, it's just a picture element.

The characters are still struggling, it seems that some natural behaviors are still happening, and the plump characters are like drug addictions, which are simply difficult to restrain at all.

There is no need for restraint, my goal is not to become a better person, but to ruin it all.

It doesn't matter what the role is, it's the key to throw it away.

Of course, after throwing away the character, the corresponding fear and various character attributes will be thrown away together.

is still the same sentence, the role of Yuan Changwen is not me, so what is all this doing?

There is no need to entangle with falsehood, directly kill falsehood.

There is nothing to keep about being smart, maybe I will become mentally retarded, whether in life or in games, wisdom will leave me.

Not being able to think, not thinking, will become the norm after the killing is completed.

Maybe I'll be good at something, but it has nothing to do with being smart.

Damn, I'm guessing again, trying to imitate again.

I'm so proud now, it seems like I'm almost done, and it seems like the character's death is imminent.

Any act of a plump character is an obstacle to slashing.

I want to get used to a life without thinking, it has nothing to do with whether I can touch the truth, even if I can never kill it, and the twist in my head doesn't want to continue to be arrogant.

There is no truth in this world, whether it is a scientific theory or a feudal superstition, it is all the same level of things, they are all interpretations of the world, and they are all denying that they do not understand the world at all.

It's all about peace of mind, a compromise on fear.

There is no connection between the elements of the picture, it is just that it is not worth believing as I perceive it at the moment.

The characters are going to die, and it all will be burned, devoured.

Before I knew it, I had become so hateful about the character that I felt like I wanted to kill myself physically.

There's no idea that life is precious, the world is not real, this character is not real, and the so-called me is simply a thing that doesn't know what to say.

The distortion in the mind always wants to be weighed, and no matter what the content of the trade-off is, the deepest part is because of fear.

Killing a character, whether there is a twist in the mind or not, is not real.

It's just a picture element, what am I killing, what am I doing here, can the characters jump out?

The characters can never break through the elements of the picture, and the black reality is there, but it can't be easily touched.

Hell, it's so hard to even tell if it's real, it's so real, it's so real, and it's so hard to even think it's unreal.

None of this is logical.

So many strongmen, so many people who criticize such movies and such illogical people, is the so-called real world logical?

I don't believe I'm the only one who sees this, but it's still based on assumptions, and the assumption that "other people are real people" doesn't seem easy to throw away.

Eventually, though, they will all be thrown away.

I'm not human, so there's nothing to throw away.

It's just picture elements, it's presented like this, and even if it's not logical, I can't do anything about it.

But unreal is unreal, and my opponent is false.

Since it's not true, then throw it away, there's nothing to say.

It doesn't matter if your role is good or bad, throw it all away.

There will be nothing left, I am like a madman, I see something that is not real and throw it away, and I don't care if it is helpful for life.

This kind of life of ignoring the future sounds very good, focusing on the present, not thinking about the past, and not afraid of the future.

It's just that I'm here to kill, the character won't exist, and the morality of responsibility won't survive.

Rather than achieving a state of life that sounds great while retaining the role.

There is no me, they are all just characters, they are all just picture elements.

How many times do you have to repeat such a simple statement before you can discard the role of Yuan Changwen?

Is it necessary to present the elements of the picture in this way?

Presenting "The character of Yuan Changwen is being killed, knowing the unreality of the world, but still firmly grasping the false", is this kind of presentation fun?

Perhaps, no matter how it is presented, it is a wonderful thing not to be missed for that awareness.

It's not yourself anyway, and it's real anyway, and it won't hurt.

Moreover, there are no characters in reality, let alone such limitations as emotions, and you can't experience time and space.

It is both infinite and nothing.

It's so strange, that weird feeling takes over the whole of my heart in an instant, and then dissipates in an instant. (https:)

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