bgm: A-class not character (God before the dawn)

- Hmm... Whining.. Wow!

It's terrible, it's terrible, it's terrible, it's terrible...

What's going on? How could it be.

The middle-aged driver felt like he was going crazy, and I might have gone mad, he tried his best to suppress the screams in his throat, and his body shook like chaff, although he knew that in the face of danger, this behavior was very stupid and useless... However, tears still flowed from his eyes.

。。 I.. Am I going to die?

The middle-aged man didn't try to open the car door to escape, and the lights in the car shone on the glass in front of the window, reflecting everything that happened behind him in his mind.

。。 If you can't escape, you'll die in the face of that kind of guy...

I have to say that this driver's intuition is very accurate, and he also saw that magpie was unusual at the beginning.

He turned around with difficulty, only to find that he was surprisingly slow in his work, and a harsh and hoarse sound came from his throat, sounding a little tired. Ever since Magpie got into the car, he has been under great mental pressure without knowing it.

The wrinkles on the middle-aged man's face are obvious, as if all of a sudden, he has aged a lot, and even he feels incredible when he says it.

It's not begging for mercy, it's not lustful.

"I... My daughter. I'm about the same age as you. ”

"Hmm. The ponytail girl turned around, looked at him in surprise, and nodded. Hit the brakes for the opponent, and then dodge directly before the opponent reacted, stabbed the opponent's right eye with a sharp weapon hidden in the sleeve of the sailor suit, and then pierced the back of the skull.

。。 This guy. Invisible weapons?

The girl rushed out, the invisible murder weapon, for productivity, a few bits of blood slipped from the sleeve of the sailor's suit, and then no longer dripped down, there was a large spot of blood on the ground, which was mixed with the blood of five different DNA.

The Chinese still remain seated, only with their heads down. The incision caused by the unknown murder weapon is as slender and thin as this beautiful girl, and if you don't look closely, it's like you're asleep. The wound was incomparably smooth and flat, with only the slightest trace of blood flowing out, sliding down the still warm and elastic skin, reminiscent of the stream that flowed happily on the earth at the beginning of spring, full of blood-colored bright vitality.

。。 Sometimes life and death are so close and similar that what is alive is like dead, and what is dead becomes like living.

Humans, dead.

Kill humans.

Homicide.

Magpie found that he had a new understanding of this guy he had just met: even if the other party met a child full of magic like Xiaoyi, he was afraid that he would not hesitate to start. Putting that kind of thing in front of her only stirs up her sadistic desires.

No matter what their past is, how they are now, they don't care about their families, lovers, children, parents, friends, enemies, and the light of the flesh and mind that should exist in them is now worn away and denied.

The life full of time and space construction thickness, full of the ups and downs of the original owner of the body, with countless other lives are the bodies you participated in piling up, the mother was conceived in October, and the aggregate of countless other people's emotions with herself was removed, the chromosomes that have been passed down for millions of years, the contradictory and full of human self-consciousness, and the complex sentence of the middle-aged man at the end of the complex "You are about the same age as my daughter"

All destroyed, slaughtered, injured, killed, completely destroyed, in the most direct way, whether it is a body containing flesh and blood, or a huge amount of information aggregated every day.

Unforgettable first love, hazy childhood memories, favorite food, parents watching behind their backs, dead friends, often said mantras, books that have been idle and haven't had time to read, unfinished ideals, and a little anticipation of a good night's dreams...

All of them have been ravaged, whether it is the proof of their existence as a human being, the true mind, the hope and despair buried in the bottom of their hearts, ignoring all external factors, freezing their lives in an instant, making the life fault, forever stagnant in the last second, covering, peeling off the pages, and erasing them without hesitation.

Life is such a heavy and colossal thing.

It may not sound like a big deal, but who has experienced the horror of killing and being killed?

Even a professional soldier who scores a perfect score on the Milgram Obedience Test is not necessarily immune to postwar trauma syndrome. Bear the guilt of defeating the weak who can't resist.

And how arrogant and cruel it is to clearly understand the meaning of their own actions, the meaning of killing, to act without hesitation, to make judgments based entirely on reason, to uphold their own correctness, to insist on their own absoluteness, and to erase their lives with a blade.

Although Magpie destroyed a city and killed almost everyone who could not escape at that time, that is, millions of lives. However, from the time he can remember to the present, he has not killed a single person with his own hands, and even if he has carried out a brutal extermination and massacre without realizing it, it is to send them back to "everything", and the scene in front of him cannot be compared.

Everything was killed and buried at will by the girl on the grounds of "clearing the grounds".

See the smile at the corners of her mouth, pale pink lips. Magpie felt like he had a deeper understanding of the world that was collapsing. This guy is a completely different type of Xiaoyi, and it can be said that he is a completely opposite existence.

Without the noble and beautiful emotion of pity, and unable to criticize out of the so-called social morality, the magpie is also a very cruel madman, almost the body of evil and madness.

But.. For the first time, the magpie became interested in this guy who said he was going to kill himself as soon as he came up - even if it was not strange to be killed by an abominable god at any time...

。。 I also want to talk to her more.

。。 This guy. This guy is not a murderer, not a human butcher, not a madman.

-- Breaking through the shackles of ethics and common sense, empathy is attached to the shackles of law and morality, and the death penalty is carried out with a sword instead of words. That kind of person is nothing, just ordinary people who are lucky and have lost hope. Such people are more based on the impulse of the moment, no matter how deep their hatred, noble ideals, and use this as a motive to kill, they are all unpopular idealists. The vast majority of murderers in the world are like this, they raise their butcher knives spontaneously when they still have a choice, and they do not deserve sympathy and pity in any way... It can't be compared to the heroic girl in front of her.

Because.. She's cute.

Murderer!