Let me die, all of them will die, I don't want to live.

Death completely, it's not an expectation, it's an impulse like.

I felt like I was still clinging to it, trying to stop the flood from destroying the buildings, as if those buildings really deserved to be owned.

It's going to die, there's nothing to survive, and I'm going to let it go and destroy it completely.

The character is nothing, it's all just something realized, it's a fart.

Life is not worthy of respect, life is not worth admiring, and all bullshit and human nature are nonsense.

If you want to catch someone else, it has nothing to do with me, it's just to plump up the reality of the moment.

But if you want to catch me, if you want to continue to hold me, then there is only destruction, destruction together.

Whether it is a life, a family, or a life, all of them will be destroyed.

It's not that I'm tidying myself up, it's not that I'm cleaning myself up, it's destroying myself.

No one can survive, what is life, what is the so-called beauty.

Ruined lives, and I didn't care about other people's lives.

Those character attributes, how to present them at will, those so-called horror scenes, what begging, what bankruptcy, what loneliness and so on, are presented at will.

Let me see how frightening these so-called horrors can be, and let me see what happens when those things that are twisted in my mind that can't happen.

It is to disrupt life, to destroy control, not to organize but to destroy.

Floods destroy all, not take control of them like landscape repairs.

There is no life at all, there is no role at all, there is no me here.

No matter what the content is, what you see with your eyes must be false and nonsense.

I'm not here, and the role of Yuan Changwen is not me at all, so what are those various life concepts discussing.

Destroy this place, destroy everything, my mother will die, and my wife and children will die.

For an NPC who isn't a real person at all, what reason do I have to do something?

There's no cause and effect, and I don't even know what will happen if I do that.

All the causality is just my own speculation, all just to flesh out the memory of the reality of the moment, and I can't even be sure that falling an apple will cause it to break.

The level of the character is useless, and it may be able to flesh out the character's attributes, but it is still not real.

It's as if I've surpassed human beings, it's amazing, it's still just a picture element, like a star is bigger than a comet, what's the big deal.

Characters want to show off at any time, and as long as they can stay away from "no role", that's success.

Slashing can be a character attribute, so what's not to do.

Die, let me die, there will be nothing left, destroy everything like a flood destroys a building.

No matter what I still want to grasp, it's all, why don't I dare to let go.

I knew I wouldn't survive if I let go, but I didn't survive, I didn't exist.

What is there to catch and cherish.

The point is that all this presentation has nothing to do with the mind, which is uncontrollable and only part of the presentation.

Too many words, obviously for killing, will turn into moves that enrich the character's attributes.

There's nothing to say, there's nothing to explain, there's nothing to teach, just die.

I'm not done yet, and everything else is.

No one can survive, no one can stop it, it has nothing to do with other people's words and deeds.

It's all just a distortion in the mind, and what others do is just what they are aware of, and they can't affect the killing at all.

If you don't want to kill, even if you live on a planet, what?

At home, it may be inconvenient to kill, maybe there will be a lot of noise at any time, and the state of wanting to die may evolve into all kinds of violence.

I don't know, it's all just speculation, maybe someone really did it at home, not sitting alone under the linden tree.

The Buddha is only a picture element, and there is no such thing as wisdom and wisdom, but it only shows the character's killing and eventual awakening.

It's still a character, without a hint of reality.

There is no way to be real, only to die, the existence of the character itself is not real, and there is no such thing as a character entering the truth.

The world is not real, as if something wants to come out, and I dare not let it come out, and once it comes out, it means my death.

Unfortunately, that feeling of brokenness is becoming more and more apparent, and it is not long before I continue to be a human being, but no one knows if the character will wake up.

It doesn't matter if you wake up or not, it's just what you're aware of.

The elements of the picture can show that I am a human being, or that I am a special form, which is a very random thing.

Let me die, the characters have no chance to live, just die and all die.

I don't know how to express the state of the moment, and I can't find any adjective other than death.

I don't want to go through the trouble of describing, thinking also needs to die, and the so-called reason must also be destroyed.

Nothing real, I was so tired, using a rope to stop the flood from erupting, thinking about what kind of effort I needed to do it.

Now, I'm going to let go, release the tension in my heart, and destroy everything.

Don't block, don't think, let all this be destroyed and reorganized around you.

Whatever is so-called important, all of them must die.

All that remains is invective, and mockery of humanity as a whole.

And when you think that all this is just what you are aware of, the ridicule and anger become ridiculous.

Nothing stands in the way of reality, and the characters are always characters, and they are still just the presentation of the elements of the picture.

Just like the thoughts and words and deeds of the characters in the movie, there is no representation of the characters thinking about whether their situation is real, which is a very reasonable state.

The truth has always been there, that awareness will never go away, and no matter how much I pretend to divert my attention, I can't change the reality.

Nausea, the state of wanting to vomit is becoming more and more obvious, but what can I vomit?

It's all unreal, it's just throwing it away, it looks like it's stuck in the so-called, but it's just that you don't want to throw away the character.

It's all the content of realization, there is nothing stuck at all, the truth is always there, and there is nothing to get stuck with the truth.

That awareness is there, and you can touch that awareness anytime, anywhere.

But every touch seems to become a mirror, and it is just a perceptual picture element.

I want to suffocate, as if mourning my own death, and the urge to cry can come at any moment.

I don't know what else to do, maybe just wait for death, anyway, it's just what I realize, and I can't talk about anything.

Look at the world, I have no interest in this world, everything that happens is just a picture element.

It was as if everything was moving, and I was just standing there stupidly.

The word life is gradually becoming unfamiliar, and those so-called lives are even more ridiculous.

Explode, turn into pieces, no one cares about the role of Yuan Changwen, and I don't care.

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