The gray sky roared, as if the whole world was about to collapse, and Tsukihisa knew that time was running out in a sense, and there was no thought in her mind that could overturn her assumptions. Watching the world fall apart, her mood was extremely bad, was it because she had made a wrong decision and God punished her, or maybe something else was not quite right.

The clattering sound was very serious, and the sky fell off in pieces like thunder, and the blue-purple sky fell one after another. The world was ruining, and there was nothing she could do about it, and she couldn't remember why she existed, and she couldn't remember anything more.

At this moment, the monster that had just drifted away in the wind seemed to give an answer, and smashed a whole piece of something directly above him. It's not a fragment of the sky, so the ruthless thing hasn't fallen to the position of the moon for the time being, and right on the forehead of the female warrior is a thick notebook. The hard-shelled red book was more like someone's notes, and she touched her aching head, and she didn't want to run away, she wanted to see who would throw this thing at her.

There is no title written on the cover, which proves that the notebook itself was recorded by someone else and not printed in large quantities. After opening it, there was a strong smell of clear water and ink beyond his ability to accept, and Tsukihisa seemed to remember this smell, which was the same smell when flipping through the scrolls and ancient books in the library. Under the familiar taste, only one sentence was written on the blank introduction of the first page.

"Born in the house, lost in the house."

The meaning of this sentence can still be known for a long time, but the meaning of a sentence alone may contain a deep connotation. And the connotation part is impossible to understand for a long time. She didn't try to figure out what the meaning was, she just wanted to understand the little fun left in the last few minutes of the collapse of the world, and it wasn't enough to just look at the blank page on the first page, and then she flipped the page backwards.

Sure enough, this book was someone's manuscript or diary, and the clear book should be marked with horizontal lines to mark the structure of every sentence and paragraph on this page, and at the top was the date and weather, which had announced that this thing was at least a log.

"It probably doesn't matter if you see this diary or someone else, if you want to know what's going on, it's best to start from the beginning.

I'm Charlene, and my name or background doesn't matter at all, because even if I say it a hundred times, there's nothing strange about it, as if this identity is not mine, but someone has deliberately arranged it. As a mage, I have my own ambitions and ideas. And with my ability, I gradually gained the king's trust. And research is still being conducted.

To be honest, I was very happy and content, but as time went on I became more and more dissatisfied, and the insatiable thirst for knowledge and the interest in power-seeking made me a little astray, and even I myself forgot the original meaning of life. Then I went into my own heart to reflect on the meaning of my existence. and the authenticity of everything that surrounds it. I have a hypothesis???"

The diary is written here, and a page is broken. But on the next page, Master Charlene continued: "If this assumption is true, maybe I am really crazy, maybe I am like so many noble lords who do not worry about eating and drinking, and I am not hungry for supreme power. Strength and all that are just a passing cloud, I really want to learn more and learn more about the possibilities.

In order to test this hypothesis, I began to use everything around me in turn, no longer simply as an adviser to the king, no longer so ordinary to do my best for the king, I began to have some small ideas.

What if this me, who is enjoying and dying, is not the real me? I envisioned myself being controlled by some strange person, trapped in the middle of a giant lie, and in order to explore the answer to the puzzle, I needed tremendous strength to resist the opponent, just like countering the illusion attack of a mage opponent. I need strength to wake up, and I know that too much power can cause me to lose my will, my subjective judgment, and my mind.

So I used a simple spell, but fortunately, this spell is not to mention the mastermind behind it, even I myself am gradually deceiving. It was a stand-in puppet who split my soul and created a completely new personality, hoping to keep this new personality with me, and tried to forget about this little helper and began to frantically join the study of theology, immortality.

Regardless of whether I have gone crazy or not, no matter what my final outcome is, if I want to escape from this world, I must find the personality that I have split from, and I have given the most precious and greatest spiritual element of my heart to that personality, and I have handed over what mortals call love, so that I can do my research and have no worries, and I hope that until finally my love can be awakened before the heavens and the earth fall apart, after all, it is up to that person to be able to get salvation from the heart??? She???

Who is here? After depriving myself of my memory, I forgot what I had just done? ”

The diary is very simple and ends here, and the average person might be surprised by this thing, because no one understands what Archmage Charlene meant by all of this before her consciousness was close to madness. Of course, these are just ordinary people, and after putting it in front of this girl called Tsukihisa, the situation is completely different.

The girl stood tall and straight, her brow furrowed, her beautiful eyes shining with a golden light, she sensed that something was wrong with this, and her brain made a startling discovery following the simple words of the name Charlene and Tsukiku.

Yuejiu, who is coming, Linhai Yuejiu, this name suddenly echoed in my mind, this is a name that does not belong here at all, and it does not exist in this world from the very beginning of my memory. Even though Master Charlene had forgotten all the names of this place, even if he had forgotten his true identity and purpose, he remembered Tsukihisa at the most critical moment, and the consciousness he had truly created took effect.

Tsukiku is not a female warrior, just a personality created by Charlene, who fell into this illusion world Charlene Mage forgot his original purpose, forgot almost everything, and only had the huge power transmitted by a coin, Charlene unknowingly killed his target, but in order to prevent himself from collapsing, he handed over the love and reason that still existed in his heart to Tsukiku.

There is no doubt that Tsukihisa is his favorite, and the girl who remembered this called Tsukihisa trembled and immediately reacted, and she watched the original female body in the distance gradually turn into another body, which was the Charlene mage herself who had disappeared just now. Charlene looked at his arm, he knew that his consciousness had returned, and that Virgil's machinations could not deceive the love that was deep in his heart. (To be continued.) )