(The author of this article is netizen Weiyang, and the role he plays is a big snake)

By the way, the official title of this article is "Crossing, two years on the run". Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

――――――――

My name is Wei Yang, an online novelist, and an unpopular writer.

I don't have any friends to talk to, perhaps, I don't have friends at all, so words are the only way I can vent my feelings, but, more than that, I treat them as my own children.

After the only woman I loved left me, I became more reticent and disliked people. But fortunately, I have an inheritance that I can't spend even if I don't have to work for the rest of my life, thanks to my dead dad, so I became a complete otaku.

The life of an otaku is actually not easy, because no matter how fun the game is, no matter how good the anime, there will always be a day when I get tired, so more often, I listen to the so-called music in my ears, staring at the ceiling in a daze, and when I can't even be in a daze, I can only go to the virtual network, chat, pour water, and seek that trace of false comfort.

I couldn't help but yawn as I browsed through the same content on a forum I often visited, and maybe it won't be long before I even have the last consolation.

Just as I was about to close the forum and go to sleep, a new post caught my attention: If you could cross, what abilities would you like to have?

I'm not unfamiliar with the word "time travel", and even my own novels have a lot of such plots.

Who makes posts so boring......

Despite thinking so, his hand still held the mouse uncontrollably and clicked on the post.

If you could, what abilities would you like to have?

The title of the post is exactly the same as the content, I browsed it, and it really writes about everything, such as controlling gravity, infinite growth, fantasy materialization, time magic, etc., it seems that the guys who answer these are some battle maniacs; There are also things like clairvoyant eyes, downwind ears, etc., and I can completely imagine the obscene appearance of the guy who answers these questions through the computer.

I looked at the ID of the guy who posted it: Otaku.

Adversity...... Guys I don't know...... But this ID is good...... Good...... Alas...... Indescribable......

See fate. If I could cross over, I would like to see the fate between people: two people who are in love are represented by pink, and those who are friends are represented by blue, and there are ..................

Maybe it's driven by loneliness.,Using the momentum that even if it's a novel-book for a friend I usually don't have.,Write a long story.,And then press send.,After waiting for a successful reply.,I closed the forum.,I'm going to wash and sleep.。

But the moment I turned around, I suddenly felt that my room became inexplicably bright, because I don't usually have the habit of turning on the lights, and maybe I was gifted since I was a child, I can see clearly in the dark, so my room should not have any light source except for the bright light of the computer screen.

The problem is, I just turned off my computer......

When I looked back, the computer screen was emitting an inexplicable glow, a white glow, and some cold stinging my skin. I know that there is no temperature in the light, and the reason why I feel cold is just my illusion, but knowing this, I still can't help but shiver.

Then, the light source on the computer screen became more and more intense, and then I lost consciousness and felt like someone had hit me the back of the head with a stick......

Before I could wake up, there was a smell of blood in my nose, a very strong smell of blood, which immediately made my stomach churn.

Slowly opening my eyes, I suddenly threw up "wow......

The corpses appeared before my eyes, and each one had a painful expression on his face, as if he had been tortured before he died—and retracting the preface, and seeing the wounds on the corpses, I was 100% sure that these corpses must have been subjected to a terrible torture before they died. Thinking of this, I felt another churn in my stomach, but I couldn't vomit anything but bile.

Slowly straightened up, trying to cover my eyes with my hands, hoping that when I opened my eyes again, everything in front of me disappeared like a phantom, and when my hand reached in front of me, I found that my hand was covered by a thick black mist.

Instead of wrapping the entire palm of my hand, a film-like substance, black with blood-like scarlet, wrapped my whole person, outlining a terrible border.

If I remember correctly, this is my own setting, which represents the "murderous" fate of the murderer.

Are these people ...... I killed them all......

It was like a terrible nightmare, and it just arose, and it immediately took over my body and mind.

I, I'm a murderer......

Dazed, remorseful, hopeless, frightened......

Although some people will do crazy things without knowing it, although I know that my mental condition is not too stable, but I don't have any serious psychological or mental illness, and I have never felt that there is any hidden danger, let alone a reason to kill. But why, why does the "malevolence" that represents the murderer appear to me? Before I could calm down and think, another feeling of fear rose from the bottom of my heart, as if something that could threaten my life was coming towards me at a very fast speed.

Person? Affair? Thing?

It was only then that I noticed where I was—an isolated desert island at sea, with an altar completely covered in blood and made of unknown materials, and above my head were swirling clouds, constantly pulling upwards, and thunder and lightning were ready to strike within. Now is not the time to think about this, the creature instinct for danger keeps telling me to run away, and I don't know where from the bottom of my heart the same cry is: Run! Hurry up and run!

It's not that I don't want to escape, it's just that because of the previous vomiting, my body hasn't recovered for a while, and I really can't escape.

It's just that murder always pays for life...... But the feeling of dying is really uncomfortable......

As a purple lightning flew through the air, it landed in front of me with the momentum of destroying the world and the earth, and I was speechless in surprise.

Bright red hair, cold face that would not change even if the world collapsed, with a hint of madness, a Earl's shirt and semi-tight jacket outlined a toned figure, and trousers of the same color as hair, and a long ribbon between the legs.

Yagami ...... Hut......

Without even glancing at the corpse beside me, his eyes as deep as ink stared at my figure tightly, "Great snake! "What horrified me even more was that his whole body was encased in the same membrane-like substance as mine, and it glowed with a blinding scarlet—a light like a death omen that represented a hostile person......