Chapter 345: Who Am I?
Of course, there is not only one anchor world. ”
The other Harukawa Shirakawa continued.
The current Shirakawa Haru is a little unclear about whether the other self really exists.
Is he an illusion that exists in this space, or is he just .....
The voice of his heart?
"You should be able to tell that the sacrificial scene you saw in your dream earlier is not actually in the same world?"
After a little thought, Shirakawa Harushi found that this was indeed the case.
The altar of orange flames at the beginning was obviously not the same as the place where gray feathers would be lowered at the back.
Even those people are not the same people.
He thought it was just a difference in time.
But now that I think about it, maybe we are not in the same world.
But how many more are there in that kind of world?
And who spread that sacrificial circle to every world?
Shirakawa Haru's memory fell into chaos.
Paragraph after paragraph of memories seemed to open a floodgate and poured into his mind.
It is surging like the ebb and flow of the tide.
There are the truths and falsehoods of previous lives, and the life of becoming a blonde man, and many, many more......
Segments, all kinds of lives.
Handsome teenagers, rough men, and beautiful women have all experienced it.
At some point, he wasn't even a person, but some kind of indescribable monster.
Countless memories, if they come up together in normal times, will definitely drive him crazy.
But now, he can see every memory clearly.
In every memory, he seems to have experienced it himself, and he has substituted it for himself.
In this way, he can see the memories more clearly,
The downside is .....
A doubt gradually arose in Shirakawa Haru's heart.
- I ..... Who the hell is it?
This is a big question about the philosophy of life.
It's just that in normal times, no one thinks about this problem so deeply.
If it were Harukawa Shirakawa in a normal state, he would definitely be able to firmly say, "I am me, I am Harukawa Shirakawa!" Such an answer.
But when so many chaotic memories burrowed into his mind, he could no longer answer firmly.
Speaking of which, what is the existence of "Harukawa Shirakawa" itself?
Is the person named Harushi Shirakawa who has all his memories "Haruru Shirakawa", or is this whole life "Haruru Shirakawa"?
If so, then having this memory and having another person's memory at the same time can also be called "Shirakawa Haru"?
He has so many parts of his life.
So is every part of his life him?
With so many memories superimposed, is the existence formed in the end just a part of one of the lives, a name?
Harukawa Shirakawa was confused and confused.
It was as if everything around him didn't matter anymore, and he had kind of forgotten where he was and why he was here......
None of this seems to be so important.
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A special city that is constantly collapsing.
At this point, only a small area remained.
The original appearance of the city no longer exists, and at most it is an area of two or three streets.
Most of the tall buildings and houses have collapsed and disappeared into black gas.
Only one or two ruins stand exceptionally strong.
The speed at which the cracks around them contracted was unusually slow.
Oh no, it's no longer appropriate to use "cracks" to describe those pitch-black existences.
Around this space right now, whether in the sky or in all directions, there is a pitch-black substance.
If you really want to describe it, it's like an enchantment, shrouded in the side.
Although I haven't seen the underground yet, it is conceivable that the underground space is also shrinking.
To put it simply, it's a shrinking space.
Where it shrinks, it disappears.
There are almost no survivors left on the streets, because they can leave this world if they come into contact with the darkness!
For those who have been suffering in this city for a long time, escaping from this world is their greatest wish.
Now that they finally have this opportunity, where will they miss it?
Of course, the sooner you get out, the better.
But in such a situation, there are always a few people who are still here.
"Miss Nishio, you..... Do you have to wait any longer? ”
Miki Terada and the others looked at Shizu Nishio in front of them, and asked with some hesitation.
In fact, it has been a full five days since the world changed.
And in the past three days, Nishio Jing has barely closed her eyes, and has been looking for Shirakawa Haru's figure.
Although Miki Terada and the others stayed, they could only help find someone.
Can ..... now It's been five days!
Just the size of these streets, in fact, they have already searched all over the place.
It was in this situation, after consideration, that Miki Terada asked.
Although she was a little regretful, she had actually thought of the worst guesses.
- It's not impossible.
Maybe in the end, Shirakawa-kun and the enemy died together, and they were ashamed and sighed in their hearts.
But I clearly realized that there was no point in looking here again.
If this continues, Miss Nishio's body ......
In fact, they also asked out of good intentions.
"I'm not leaving."
Nishio replied very flatly, with an apologetic smile.
"I'm sorry for wasting your time for so long, so get out of here!"
Her face was haggard, and her face was physiologically unsightly.
This is a consequence of not getting enough sleep.
Although the tone was calm, the meaning of the words was unchangeable.
Looking at her reaction, Miki Terada and the others sighed in their hearts.
To some extent, they can understand Nishio's feelings.
They turned their heads to look at Selena, who was still looking around, but they couldn't even speak.
In the past five days, of course, they have found Selena.
It's just that the little girl's mind is more resolute and simple than Nishio Jing, and if she can't find Shirakawa Haru, she will definitely not leave this world.
That's why they don't even bother to persuade them.
Miki Terada and others, after all, are not like the two daughters who have the same relationship with Harukawa Shirakawa.
Nor are they going to stay in this world for the rest of their lives.
So although I felt sorry and sorry, I still chose to leave.
This is actually the choice of normal people.
Food and water were left behind.
At this point, I don't have to worry about eating.
"Ahem!"
Nishio Jing coughed twice, feeling slightly unwell.
After five days of searching and worrying, coupled with the lack of a good resting environment, she was much haggard.
But at this moment, a stronger sense of uneasiness emerged from her heart.
The heartbeat appears to have stopped for a second.
Turning her head to look to the side, the look of pain on Selena's face became even more obvious......