Dark, burning, tearing, warm......

"He" woke up in a daze, and "saw" a blood-red world around him, which was the color of the light reflected in the pupils in the human world, and this color made "he" instinctively come to his first thought:

I'm not dead?

Then a second thought came to him: Where is this?

"He" tried to look at the world, only to see blood-red balls filled around, like planets in the universe, countless and round, beautiful.

"He" was attracted by this beautiful scenery, "stared" for a long time, and suddenly thought of the third question: How could I be here?

This question was followed by a new question: I...... Who is it?

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, the more frightened and frightened he became, he could feel that he had existed, as an independent individual, an existence given a name, but at this moment, when "he" wanted to recall his name, his own kind, and his own identity, he found that he could not remember anything, only some fast ghost-like fragments flashed by, which was difficult to capture.

It seems that something that I take for granted is just forgotten.

"He" thought with all his strength, and suddenly felt the surrounding blood-colored planet world fluctuate violently, as if the universe was in turmoil, countless blood-colored planets trembled, followed by bursts of tearing pain.

The pain grew more and more intense, as if it had been completely torn apart.

"He" felt his "vision" go black, and he was completely unconscious.

I don't know how long it took, "he" woke up again, and what he saw after waking up was still the familiar blood-colored planet world, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then slowly remembered what happened before he fell unconscious, and at the same time some flashy fragments appeared in his mind, "he" saw the information in these clips, suddenly woke up, knew his true identity, and before "he" could rejoice, the tearing pain reappeared, and he passed out.

After a long time, "he" woke up again, saw the bloody world in front of him, and instinctively came to his first thought: Am I not dead?

Then the question arises: Where is this?

Then "he" looked at the blood-red world, and after a long time, a new question came to mind: Who am I?

When the blood-colored world was in turmoil, I don't know how many times it trembled, "he" passed out again, and then woke up in a daze.

This is repeated many times, until the last time he woke up, in the rapid flashing fragments, when he saw countless familiar faces, and also saw a beautiful and engraved shadow in the deepest part of his memory, he finally knew his name, this time, the bloody world did not have turmoil, the world seemed to become extremely silent, and lasted for a long time.

It took him so long that he pieced together countless memory fragments completely, and in addition to piecing out the memories, he also read out the fragments of memory, knowing that he was unconscious again and again in this blood-colored world, and woke up again and again, most of which woke up, he forgot who he was, and he didn't know anything, like a newborn baby, but there were also very few times when he woke up, he just woke up and remembered his identity, but every time he woke up, he didn't wait for him to think about his current situation, and the world around him would be turbulent, tearing himself apart and unconscious.

The scarlet world seems to be extremely unstable, fluctuating at any time.

However, this time it has been stable for a long, long time.

After searching for his memories, he tried to get out of here, but found that his consciousness could not feel the body at all, like a wisp of soul floating in the void universe, he could not feel any matter, only every time he was in turmoil, he could feel pain.

He tried many methods, without exception, all of them were useless, he could only watch the unchanging blood-colored world in front of him, silently waiting for the next turmoil and tearing pain.

Perhaps, this is the hell after death?

There are no eighteen layers of Yama, no evil ghosts, just in a boring world, forever, repeatedly awakening and sleeping.

Loneliness is far more terrible than loneliness, loneliness is a state of mind, lonely people can still live interestingly, but loneliness is numb.

Neither death nor aging, perhaps this kind of inability to die, inability to move, helplessness, but no progress, is the most terrible, the most difficult.

The blood-colored world seemed to freeze, stable without the slightest fluctuation, in the lonely boredom, all thoughts were turned, all patience was exhausted, and he even looked forward to the turmoil, at least, he could still feel the sharp pain of tearing, and there would be a different experience.

This kind of silence not only gave him a new understanding of "life", but was full of infinite desire for "life"!

If he is given another chance, he is willing to plan more carefully, more detailed, more ruthless, more despicable, and also ensure that he lives!

After waiting for years, decades, or even longer, one day, the solidified and stable blood-colored world fluctuated again!

Seeing this fluctuation, he, who had long been numb and stopped thinking about new ideas, seemed to wake up from the stone carving, and suddenly felt a burst of excitement and anticipation, he would rather be unconscious than wait in a daze in the silent world here.

I saw that the blood-colored world cracked, and a large number of colorful balls poured in from outside, smaller than the blood-colored giant balls, and kept squeezing in front of him.

He was a little surprised, he had never seen this situation before when he was unconscious.

The next moment, a pink ball closest to him cracked, and a voice suddenly emerged from it, playing in his ears like audio, the voice was extremely familiar, it was Crimson Moon!

Immediately afterward, another orb cracked, revealing a picture of a hellish dark laboratory with severed hands, stumps, eyeballs, and internal organs soaked in the potion.

The rest of the orbs burst one after another, and in each orb appeared a picture or sound, some of which was Crimson, some of whom were unknown strangers, and some of his own!

In addition, in some pictures, he also saw the Demon Emperor, but the Demon Emperor in the picture is different from the Demon Emperor he saw in the Federation, he looks much younger and more vigorous, and his temperament is not as restrained and profound as it is now, but sharp, like a king who looks down on the world, full of vitality.

In addition to the Demon Emperor, he also saw a large number of Aragami corpses, as well as various mysterious halls, dark laboratories, and all kinds of weird experiments, among which there were seven or eight white-coated experimenters around a giant platform of more than ten meters, dissecting an experimental picture of Aragami, the upper body of Aragami was human, and the ribs on his chest were cut open and separated outward, and the internal organs inside were unobstructed.

In addition, he also saw the great city of the extremely majestic, with buildings like forests, airships parading in mid-air, armored knights patrolling the streets, majestic palaces occupying the bustling streets, like creeping giant beasts, and countless passers-by of all colors, walking in the giant city country.

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