At the end of the countdown, a violent explosion suddenly came from above the shuttle, and I thought the teleporter was malfunctioning, and tried to turn around and ask M6-2, only to see that M6 and M6-2's bodies were separating into clumps of particles, twisting and spinning up like a storm of fish at the bottom of the sea. The back www.biquge.info of my own neck was also sucked by an unknown force, and the whole person gradually detached from the ground. This force went down my spine and made me lose control of my body. I felt like a piece of paper that had been put into a shredder, slowly turning into pieces in the squeezing and splitting of the space around me.

I lost the position of my eyes and nose, and it seemed as if I had stopped breathing, but my consciousness was still watching the accelerated rotation of the scene around me. This high-speed movement cannot find a stable point, because it is no longer able to perceive all its organs, so it will not even feel nausea and nausea, and of course, it is impossible to avoid the huge amount of information that is churning by closing the eyes.

I could make out that all of these glittering particles were some kind of information flow, and although I couldn't tell what an information flow was, I just somehow decided that it was an information flow. Some of them would form lightning bolts and shoot straight at me, some would melt into the fragments of my body like clouds, some would be like a cloud of fog that would permeate me in a psychedelic way, and some would be distracting...... They change so fast that I don't have time to discern what's "inside", and most of what is beyond my comprehension of itself, so the result is nothing more than a nebula-like pattern and an inexplicable deterrent to me.

My five senses are all mixed together, and I seem to see things that can only be "smelled", things that can only be "heard", things that can only be "tasted", things that can only be "touched", and things that are as scattered and unrecognizable as me.

In this way, I was "dragged" into the Psionic passage.

Soon I lost my ability to think. This amount of information was like gathering all the machine guns in the world to attack me at the same time, and I stood in the middle, unable to escape, numb to this one-sided attack.

Grids, straight lines, curves, waves, radiations, these are recognizable shapes, and more are things that cannot be described in words. As I focused on identifying a specific outline, the particle-like objects suddenly became weird. I seemed to perceive something that frightened me, and it made my "body", which was no longer "whole", and which might have been the arbitration of something deeper than the endless darkness. If I had a mouth, I would be crying now, if I had eyes, I would be crying now, but I didn't, and this intense emotion was pressing down on my body for nowhere, almost pulling my body into pieces.

I want to live.

Want to exist.

Don't want to disappear.

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One of them was chanting a spell out loud to me, but I heard my own voice.

Then the voice distorted into thousands of voices, all rolled together, and a billion people spoke loudly in my ears at the same time.

It's hell.

I became one of the hundreds of millions of balls of yarn that were whirled around by a group of unknown creatures, covered with dead knots that could never be cleaned up, and could never be restored.

It was late, I couldn't find out where my thread was, and I couldn't get out of it.

It's over.

Yes, I will be one with you.

I will become a part of you.

We will be together forever.

It might be a little painful at first, but I'll get used to it.

Don't want to? Why reject me?

In absolute silence, the flow of information converges into a beam of electricity in front of it, finally taking on the shape of a channel. There seemed to be a myriad of forces pulling at me behind me, and I couldn't move a single step there.

Then I "looked" --

a meaningless syllable;

a strong smell;

a warm touch;

a blurred body;

a thin wisp of air;

I moved my consciousness to the direction I "saw", to the right, there was a **** girl floating in the chaos.

Are you calling me?

Did you save me?

The person I'm looking for, is that you?

Why should I look for you?

Will you stay for me?

No, you were already here.

The unidentified creatures stopped frolicking and left the place in weariness, and I found my first thread in the middle of the dead knot.

The girl had hair that was longer than her height, and it went all the way down, falling into places beyond my consciousness. The color of her hair was constantly changing with the flow of information around her, perhaps its original color was transparent. Her skin is also translucent, with some "gone" or "broken" parts of her face and body. Even so, she snatched my heart, and I didn't want to look away.

I couldn't talk to her, I could only try to bring my consciousness closer to her, and she seemed to sense me, holding out her hands to me in an inviting gesture.

Her eyes were supposed to be a pair of black holes, and they couldn't see the bottom, but when I got closer, they glowed with translucent light and turned into human-like eyes.

The little bit of temperature around her was like the flame of a small candle in the ice and snow, trembling gently, strong and fragile.

I was close to her, trying to get close to her, wanting to share her warmth, even if it was just a slight.

Her face was getting closer to me, and I walked all the way to her lips, and the sheer pale pink of her lips became the only color in the space that made me feel intimate. The lips were slightly open, as if they wanted to convey something to me.

“…… I. ”

Immediately after, I was dragged back by the strong suction force of the sub-gap.

"Di―――――――――――――――――――― you've managed to get out."

After a slight explosion, my feet were back on the physical substance, and my internal organs and limbs seemed to have been restored in sync. My eyes refused to open for a while, and even then I still felt like the world was spinning, my ears were ringing in my ears, my brain was as dizzy as if I hadn't slept for a week, and my body shook in place for a while, and finally gave up the struggle and fell to the ground, all of them striking, and my sleepy consciousness.