Everyone has something to fear, whether it be a sea of water, a pile of animal bones, or a whisper in the ear, all of which hint at a huge and treacherous wave in the heart.

But what if the person who felt fear in him became himself, who he saw in the mirror.

Avoiding oneself, being in two worlds with oneself, and even trying to commit suicide to drive away the self that makes people feel uneasy.

Intense rejection can make people have a nervous breakdown, as if their minds are arguing all the time, and constantly revise themselves in order to gain dominance.

It's like an unfriendly guest in the house one day, and you keep arguing with him and solidifying the meaning of your existence, until you become unscrupulous and influenced by another self in order to get rid of him.

It is a mistake to try to resist his existence, and even to make one's personality unbalanced, to either neutralize oneself or abandon oneself, and in between, make the worst choice.

I don't know if she has seen a mirror like that, maybe she entered it and pulled her other self out and came to herself.

But why did she suffer such a thing, and whether she would also face the worst option, and when she couldn't control herself one day, would she be locked up like a monster?

Maybe if she does, she will also usher in opposition from her other self and make the situation worse and worse, even overlapping day and night.

She...... Her name, her memories, and everything about her are all reflected in my eyes, and they are inextricably entangled, making it impossible to tell which one is real.

Maybe no one can understand it, because they are opposites, they can't be unified, because they are equal, and there is no way to distinguish between the superior and the inferior, but they just occupy different times, so that they temporarily balance each other and go their own way.

And that girl, what did she see? What about the other one?

The memory was interrupted, and the red bloody man walked over, whispering in his throat, trying to control himself, but the other one was stopping.

They argue endlessly, one is eager to gain life and wants to prove the meaning of existence, and the other is completely seeing through this indifferent world and never wanting to come back.

This distance is not far, but it stops and goes, and it never retreats, which shows that although the two people are arguing, they can't turn back, because of the last choice.

It's like the three-headed snake, it should have stayed there, but it didn't, because I disturbed it.

And now, the male duck voice, which was supposed to be with everyone, not to get into trouble, moved the mask on the deceased, but he moved.

Everything is because of choice, so the current form makes them very helpless, and they can only listen to the road behind and come to the final choice.

"Do you want to die?" When the bloody man stood in front of me, I blocked his path with my hands.

"Trust me, it's not the best choice, go back, go back to where you were supposed to be, and that's it!"

The other man shook his mouth, let out a sharp laugh, and then suddenly grabbed me, but it was not fast, as long as I wanted to dodge, I could easily dodge.