Blood slowly dripped from the corners of his forehead, and his wide eyes just looked at the world blankly, whether he was terrified, or wanted to seek something, like a faint life pressed by Shi Shuo, he wanted to seek under the endless darkness......

How much past there has been in front of me, and what I seem to want to experience. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's like looking at the sky under the sunset that day, slowly comforting myself, waiting for such an ebb and flow, in fact, maybe I just persuaded myself not to think about it again.

In such a world, people are so small.

Whatever you do, what can you do?

As long as it's human, no one wants to die......

The clouds keep converging, intertwining in the sky, sighing, in the world that people can't see, what they want to seek, whether they have never forgotten, or just want to linger in such a world.

My heart is why it has become so cold.

It's like a gap, and I always sigh in the sleepless night.

Aimlessly waiting for the dawn.

Hopefully, the hope will come slowly.

When I was uneasy, I felt like that kind of world.

Contains all of me, if I can go back to the beginning.

Always imagining things like this......

Can you still imagine that I can't be left alone on such a path?

If you are so desperate, you have to disappear from such a world.

Such paranoia went down this path.

I'm still thinking about it......

What would have happened if I hadn't taken this path.

If only I had to choose again.

What will I do?

Is it only possible to say beautiful words to such a cruel world.

If such uneasiness surrounds me again.

Can I still imagine that gentleness can still accompany me?

But such a lost moment.

Am I turning my back on something?

The scenes of the past are vivid in front of my eyes.

The sadness of the past spilled over my heart again.

Since when did it start to leave such an indelible wound.

Perhaps, no matter how many times I choose, I will go down this road without hesitation.

Such cruelty in the former world made it unbearable for oneself.

In the end, unspeakable pain surrounded me.

The droplets of water flowing from the corners of the eyes slowly drip into such a hot world, just looking up at the unattainable quartz, thinking about whether the day when such a decision was made has been doomed to the present, the memory of my own once walked in the snow, the cold winter in the night always makes people cold, and the snow that submerged into the calf kept stretching until I couldn't see it.

turned his back on everything and threw himself into such a path without hesitation.

After going through so much pain, it was as if the false Daredevil was in a dream, trying to find his way to the future.

The snow was still falling, making the body feel so sad and cold, and in such a bright night, only the cold body was still shivering.

We believe in the future and want to think about it.

Why does it mean that something that is so firmly believed in is so painful in the body?

Does it mean that just being strong means that there is the power to change the world?

In such a touring scenery, people are constantly flowing.

The cold of such a landing made the body feel that incredible jump.

Is it only by eliminating those things that used to make people weak that such a world can be changed?

Reality doesn't give us a real feeling.

All I felt was the weight of the rubble.

Walking in the red rain.

The law, the dream, and the future are all gone.

No sound, no color, just an unforgiving reality.

The light and shadow slowly faded away.

What can a person say in the end?

Hopefully, although it is tomorrow, how can the people at the end of the rout get out of such a red night.

How many people know about the scenery of Honkai, and how many people understand.

In the dream future, it seems that only this collapsed future feels like a result is slowly brewing.

I want to feel something, I want to see something, I want to hear something.

Only then there is no sound, so stop in front of the eyes.

Can all of this really be called false?

If it's false?

Why is it engraved in my heart that it is hard to forget?

In the time when the small fan shook gently, the story I heard was so far away, I wanted to face myself and cherish it. The sun, which had been split in half, brought in the morning, and gradually stimulated me, and the abandoned dreams that had been placed here made me want to think higher and farther, and fly away.

That was my dream.

But......

What is left behind, the desolate pillars wandering lonely in the wind, everything carved by the wind and sand, so that the traces of time are remembered on it, the gravel is scattered around, and only they keep walking aimlessly on this world.

Only a small ray of light fell from the dark sky.

It was what I once believed in my heart, but now I can only watch such a sad scene.

His wife was separated, and the dead and wounded were everywhere.

Watch everything disappear before your eyes......

Can't change, can't imagine, can't believe.

Why would a person who has been obsessed with justice all his life fall into such a result?

Why was I abandoned in such a world?

How should I live by myself?

"The world is so ...... We have to rebel...... If ......"

There was nothing wrong with that day's decision......

"To get stronger...... Become stronger......"

"Come on...... Change all ......"

But in the end, why did it leave such a result?

"Why!"

I shouted like this, my voice was high, high, transmitted in this world, my heart kept hesitating, just like the wind blowing on this world, the ruins and broken walls, the sand soaked in the former glory, the wind covered everything, but it seemed that only the sand kept flowing, the former glory was buried in the soil, history kept crying, as if I could still see the students running in the school from under the vague bell tower, Every student walks in this world so sincerely, people are talking to each other in the streets, and the sun is slowly shining in front of them, as if even they finally understand that this is just a fantasy.

But in the end, I realized that everything like this was not just a fantasy.

How many families, how many parents' feelings for their children, how many expectations.

It also creates the fact that no amount of wailing and grief can change it.

That day is still vivid.

When the day the rebels were disbanded, why couldn't I stop there?

Why do so many people still believe in me so blindly?

Chasing the ethereal......

Everything that imagines like that.

I want to change that, but do I really have what it takes?

It's still to prove yourself, but in the end, it's just not enough.

What did I say to her on a midsummer night?

The train slowly moved away, as her back slowly climbed the steps......

"Are you really going to give up?"

She looked at herself, who seemed to be not far from death, leaning against the wall so decadently.

Holding a gamepad in his hand, he didn't move and just stared at the screen with wide eyes.

I didn't know how to answer her, so I just patted the handle abruptly.

"Maybe, it's not me who chooses, it's ......"

In the game, mecha monsters seem to be sweeping the city all the time, and the artillery fire plunges the entire city into flames.

But the soldiers rushed forward without hesitation, facing the more ferocious enemy, and the citizens ran and screamed in fear.

"So, are you going to play here for the rest of your life?"

Her voice always seems to be gentle, just like her character.

"I don't want to, but what's the ......?"

"Really? Maybe...... But ......"

The cold sunset shone on her body, revealing a hesitant figure on the ground.

The huge sound effect is still in my ears, and it is the data that seems so clearly visible in the game.

How many are there in this world more than me......

I do not know......

"It doesn't matter who you are or for whom, but the perpetrators will definitely be arrested."

Blood kept pouring down my forehead.

That's when I wrapped it up, and when I smashed it.

When I saw those familiar faces.

That's me morning and twilight......

As I once saw, I never thought I would make such a decision, didn't I act for the sake of justice?

I won......

I single-handedly thwarted the 800,000 coalition forces.

Whether it's a Psychic Soldier, a Super Soldier, or a Tank Armor.

A great flood overwhelmed it all, and everything seemed so insignificant to nature.

The world fought against me alone, but in the end, I won, and I defeated the world alone......

I've wanted to stop this nightmare countless times......

But......

In the end, I relied on this nightmare to overcome everything.

What exactly was I expecting?

What the hell was I expecting......

Even though I know that I can't fall......

But if there are no more people......

What's the point of me not falling down or not falling?

Did I win?

Why is this happening?

Why is this happening?

In order to change the world, in order to never live in this world in such humiliation again, I plunged into such an abyss in junior high school, even if everyone didn't understand me, even if everyone spit on me, but I still persevered, persevered......

In this world, even small wishes are difficult to fulfill, to be asked to obey, to be forced to obey, and to endure such aimless obedience. How small is a person in this world......

I'm trying, I'm trying...... Almost how much to give up for this......

But......

I......

I want to think that everything is false, but why is everything still so clearly visible?

Why all this is still engraved in my heart.

I want to change......

Want to change ......

But what did I change at the end of the day?

I want to speed up ......

Keep moving forward......

But what have I witnessed here?