The characters are constantly struggling, the fears are always on the surface, albeit very light, and the beauty is also gently pulling.

If you want to die, the character of Yuan Changwen must die, and there is no way to continue to live, there is no possibility.

I wouldn't allow the character to survive, and the mentality of wanting to die at the moment wouldn't allow it.

Anything that gets in the way will be destroyed, and nothing will survive in hell.

It's all just a delay, I don't know what to say, I don't know what to kill, those twists in my head are just breathing.

The flames of hell are burning, and nothing can survive, just not burned yet.

I wanted to cry, but I didn't know why, maybe I was just mourning my own death, or I was sad that the character wasn't dead.

There is nothing in this world to grasp, but all these things are beautiful, praise and admiration but do not care.

Perhaps, love without fear is this contradictory state.

I don't know, I don't want to know, I'm not done yet, I don't want to go into it.

None of these explanations matter what kind of state the character is or whether the state of the role is reasonable.

Death is the key, just death.

The character is broken, it's funny to think about it, can you break it by saying it yourself?

Is it possible that if you are in a state of wanting to die all the time, can you die?

I don't know, maybe this uncomfortable devouring will always follow, but there will be no progress at all.

It doesn't matter, the world is not real, it doesn't matter what it is.

I don't need to worry about anything, I don't need to worry about anything, and as bad as it sounds, I just want to die.

Sorry, unreasonable.

The distortion in the mind is to crush reason with an arrogant attitude, and now what kind of reason does it want to tell, how can there be such a good thing.

All of them are going to die, all of them are dead, all those beautiful sweetness, those evil anxieties, none of them will exist.

It's like an outsider looking at this character who isn't me at all, and watching the world and the character unreal.

Just waiting here to die, nothing can be done, and even if the character wants to struggle, it is just watching the character struggle in vain.

I can't imagine going back to the past, or I can't imagine myself ignoring the real and getting caught up in the role again.

Even though I'm not done yet, it feels like it's only a matter of time, and it doesn't seem to matter whatever, I don't want to deal with the characters anymore.

Anything can flesh out the character, and what if the slash can't be completed, it's still just about the character.

There is nothing to kill, but I always want to die.

I don't feel like I'm interested in slashing, I'm not interested in what the characters are, I'm not interested in what happens, and nothing can affect the reality.

I don't want to think about life, I don't want to think about killing, it's all unreal, what else is there to think about.

It's just to let yourself die, and think about it.

Die, no matter what you have to worry about, no matter what you want to catch, it's just death.

Completely let go, completely die, the inner tension is.

This world is not real, and I am still nervous.

There's nothing to care about, there's nothing to do, I'm not interested in plump characters, and I'm not interested in killing characters.

It's just a matter of dying, and after dying, there will be no problems.

It's all just what you realize, and there's no difference between slashing characters and plump characters.

The reality doesn't change because of the change of characters, all I want is to wake up in a dream.

But the characters who wake up are still the characters, and those memories and feelings are still just the content of the realization.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what the twist in the head has, it doesn't matter what the character has to grasp, it's just what he is aware of.

It doesn't matter how you want to present it.

I haven't finished the kill yet, but I don't think it matters anymore whether the kill is complete or not, and whether the character becomes a certain state or not anymore.

That's right, just give up, because I'm dead.

It doesn't matter if you watch yourself die, maybe it will be done, or maybe you will always be in a state of death.

Just to see what happens, just to see where it all leads.

The whole person is constantly falling, and nothing can stop this fall, and I don't have any interest in the character.

will not take the initiative to find the so-called happiness, nor will he take the initiative to avoid the so-called pain, just like a theatergoer, he has no concern for the role of Yuan Changwen.

I might applaud the massacre, the killing of children, or other horrific and cruel things.

Just like the presentation of the content of the film, the director takes great care to arrange the scenes, tries to create a brutal atmosphere, and the music matches the tossing and turning of the camera, all of which make the scenes like the Holocaust presented to the extreme.

Shouldn't I clap my hands?

These are just realized content, such wonderful content, what reason to refuse.

I don't have to talk about it at the level of content, it's like accusing a movie character of killing someone, which seems ridiculous and cute.

If there really is any way to enter the demonic mind, maybe "this world is not real" is the general outline.

Any bloody demons and monsters in front of me are only in front of me, and the existence of the characters must be false, so the presentation of the picture elements is not real.

Maybe I'll be shocked, but only by surprise.

Compared with the real thing, any thousand-year-old demon is just nonsense, not to mention, the thousand-year-old demon who doesn't even think about "who am I" has only lived for a thousand years in vain.

The role of Yuan Changwen is not me, so even if he is beaten and killed, it doesn't matter.

I don't want to do anything to live, I just don't happen to be dead.

Going down the river will make it happen without worrying or worrying about anything.

That kind of causality is just, as if I could only beg if I didn't do anything, and I could get a job and live a good life if I worked hard.

There is no causal relationship, it is just a product of the whipping of fear, just wishful thinking.

I don't have any reason to deal with the distortions in my head, and the words I say are not true, they are just unfounded affirmations.

For example, if you want to do something, you definitely need to work hard, you definitely need to do it, can you just sit there and wait to achieve your goals?

It sounds reasonable, but is it true?

Is it true that you will never reach your goal by sitting there and waiting?

Since it is uncertain, there should be an attitude of uncertainties, and not knowing is not knowing.

These baseless affirmations are constantly enriching the characters, and even the content of the affirmations is not important at all, just things used to plump up the characters on different occasions.

Die, all die, nothing worth living.

Too much knowledge keeps hanging over me, but I can't prove it at all, just believing it like this, it's like brainwashing.

But I still think that I have the ability to think, and I can distinguish what is right and wrong, true and false.

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