- Errors in judgment.

Dorothy plucked up her courage and stood up straight against the wall, she didn't know what Omi would do next, but if she was caught here, then her plan might become Omi's. Dorothy has a lot of problems that she hasn't been able to figure out, but it's understandable that most of her current abnormalities are caused by Omi. Super Dorothy's identity has always been able to support her identity in the apocalyptic fantasy in the past, and conversely, the changes made by herself in the apocalyptic fantasy will also be fed back to the Super Dorothy in the hospital reality to a certain extent. Whatever Omi did to herself in Doomsday, no matter how she understood the connection between Super Dorothy and Dorothy in Dorothy, judging by what she was doing so far, she might have found a way to interfere with that connection.

Although it is hard to believe that the character who was once regarded as an "Omi trap" and written in the script turned out to be a general to himself when he was unaware, he had to retreat at this time......

- Retreat?

Dorothy felt unwilling, and all the things that she once thought she was under control were changing at a crazy pace. The organization that I thought I had sorted out was becoming chaotic in a way that I couldn't perceive. After all, his cognition is limited, even if he can obtain a lot of information as Super Dorothy, and he is far superior to humans in various indicators of consciousness activity and thinking ability, however, this transcendent quality is still limited.

No matter how much you know, when you need to face the unknown beyond your own cognition, you can't make a correct judgment. This flaw has not changed since the past - Dorothy knows very well why she needs Gao Chuan, because when she faces the unexpected and incomprehensible, unimaginable, and desperate mutations, disasters and malignancies, she will always be in a hurry, and she does not have the courage to face the disaster that may destroy her in the next moment. However, Takakawa will not.

Although she doesn't want to admit it, Dorothy has no other thoughts than admitting that she is inferior to the action shown by the color center in the reality of the hospital. Even if she once felt that she was an important and central existence in the plan, when she chose to descend, instead of rising to the surface with the color center, to face the terrible and unknown disaster, she no longer felt that she was really that important—this was not an objective cognition, but a subjective feeling of inferiority and guilt.

It is not a material structure that can produce such subjective emotions, but this kind of emotions seem to be presented in her thinking from another channel, in another form, and occur when she is cognizing.

If it's a color center, I'm sure I'll do something.

If it were Takakawa, he would definitely do something.

So, what about yourself? Is it okay to fall in pain, to descend from the reality of the hospital and to the apocalyptic fantasy that you consider your "home field", but still can't do anything? Dorothy knew that no matter what choice she made, even if it was to escape, whether it was the color center or Takakawa, she would not say anything to blame, and if it was her choice that led to the worst situation, at the last moment, the other party would probably just smile gently and tell herself, "This is also something that can't be helped".

However, if there is really no way, then isn't everything you have done in the past a joke?

Although Imi is still not sure if he is an enemy, and he can't be sure, he continues to believe in Omi and hand over everything to her, what will become of her. However, if you give up like this, then the struggles you have shown in the past will be like shit! The promises I once made were like shit! The assertion I once gave is like shit! The reserved and enterprising attitude that I once showed was like shit! Everything about yourself is a bunch of stinky shit!

It was obviously a plan that I decided, designed, and promoted, and it was a plan that I struggled to find out in those painful and desperate days. Was that a plan as important as his own life interrupted? Without resistance, is it going to be taken away by someone else?

Dorothy felt confused, she had too many insistences that she couldn't give a reason for, it was like crawling in the mud on a rainy day, walking side by side with people who supported each other, and finally saw the end, only to suddenly come to an inexplicable person and say to herself: there is no need to do this, because from the beginning, such hard work is fruitless.

Dorothy suddenly felt angry. In her life, she has tasted a lot of pain, loss, guilt and helplessness, all the pain that she can taste as a human being, she has endured, but there is no anger - what if she always feels "even if she is angry"? So, don't get angry.

But now, she was furious like never before.

The object of anger is not the surging mutation, not the long-planned Omi, but himself.

"You know what? I'm a little out of tune in my head. Dorothy gasped and said to Omi.

"You don't have a brain for a long time, and although you look like a human on the outside, you're not actually a human being, and you don't have an organ like a brain." Omi said this, but there was no sarcastic tone, as if he was just expounding a fact: "Your consciousness fluctuations are very abnormal, you are probably thinking about some messy things, and those things have no meaning at all." You think you have enough reasons, but even those reasons can't be organized comprehensively and logically - you think about it, what exactly did you think? Why do you have emotions? Do you think important reasons really matter? What do you think is the truth, is it really the truth? The Torchlight's deviant ritual has a greater impact on you than anyone else, because you are the only one who insists that 'everything is under control' in the face of the unknown. Interesting, right? Through your own observations and actions, you gradually build up a strong self-confidence in yourself, but how strong this self-confidence is, when deviations occur, it will be reversed into corresponding weakness. ”

Dorothy couldn't listen to Omi's explanation anymore, and the emotions in her heart that shouldn't have been generated burned her as if they were devouring her soul. Everything that made her feel hurt herself, whether from others or from herself, became the greatest force that sustained her to continue her activities. She thinks the only thing she can do now is to vent that power.

Omi is well aware of the changes that have taken place in Dorothy, from the physical to the spiritual. No matter what Dorothy claims to be and what she calls her, whether she perceives the world from the perspective of the reality of the hospital, or looks at the reality of the hospital from the perspective of this apocalyptic illusion, just for the way she exists in the apocalyptic illusion, it has long been in her observations - perhaps, Super Dorothy really exists, but here, in the world she calls "Doomsday Fantasy", she is still the incomplete final weapon imitation, and it is Omi who completes her composition according to her own theory.

“…… What exactly do you want to do? Omi. What the hell have you done to me? Dorothy still wanted to ask before she started.

"I didn't do anything." Omi's answer was hard for Dorothy to believe, but her tone was so calm and full of convincing power, "You may think that I calculated you from the beginning to make you like this, but this is just your delusion. As for saying, what I want to do to you, all I can say is that I just don't want you to break down like that. ”

"Lie!" Dorothy cried out, the less awake her head was, the more power it had generated in her body. At first, just standing up straight was already doing its best, but now, it seems that it can launch an attack.

"You're unconscious. Do you really understand what you're thinking? Do you really think that the decision now is reasonable? Omi's face remained unchanged, his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and he approached Dorothy in two or three steps, bending slightly and staring into her eyes. She could already see with the naked eye that from the whites of Dorothy's eyes, a cloudy color was emerging: yellow, red, pus, capillaries.

The bloodshot eyeballs distort the girl's delicate face, turning it into an image that would subjectively perceive her as "evil and ugly".

Omi is well aware that Dorothy's current changes are definitely not just the role of the Torchlight's deviation ritual. All of the reasons she had previously stated were valid, but they were not comprehensive. The most basic reason why Dorothy's spirit has been so greatly affected is actually her status as the "ultimate weapon imitation".

If Dorothy is not an imitation of the final weapon, no, this assumption does not hold true from the beginning, because the reason why she is such an identity is not a coincidence, but an inevitability caused by a more essential reason - Dorothy will inevitably be an "imitation of the final weapon" in the apocalyptic illusion, which was not chosen by her, maybe she once thought it was her choice, but in fact it was not. It's not something that other people can change, and Omi doesn't think he can change it.

Dorothy is a marionette-like existence in that indescribable horror. Omi once thought: Maybe the perception of "Dorothy" is just an illusion that has been given. Dorothy, and even Super Dorothy, which determines what kind of existence she is, has already undergone the most radical change, and it is only for some reason that she has been wearing the fake skin of "Dorothy". This kind of cognition of "she is Dorothy" can actually be broken as soon as she is poked, but as long as she continues to recognize it like this, it is difficult for outsiders to pierce it, but the relationship between "what she is" and "what she thinks she is", "what she recognizes" and so on, does not determine the former by the latter.

What is Dorothy? Dorothy didn't know it, and Omi couldn't give an answer, at least not now, even if she completed the "Dorothy" in front of her by herself, but its inevitable flaws made Omi unable to continue to collect enough data from her.

"Dorothy" was too false and too weak to have to construct a structure called "Confidence" to stabilize the existence of this illusion, however, the deviation ritual of the torchlight gave this illusion the most fatal blow.

Dorothy's mental confusion, mental confusion, cognitive confusion and emotional confusion are now generated, and all the external cognitive abnormalities based on the self-perception of "I am Dorothy" arise from this, and, like a sandcastle washed by the sea, may completely disintegrate at any time.

After stripping away the illusion of self-knowledge of "Dorothy", what is the innermost thing? Omi was still quite interested in this, but he couldn't let "Dorothy" collapse like this. In any way, the world is not very good today, and even if he has not been to the hospital, Omi can deduce a cruel scene from the information he has already had. In the apocalyptic fantasy, the apocalyptic reality is not much different in the hospital reality - it is the most absurd to look at the two separately based on the deep connection between the apocalyptic fantasy and the hospital reality. Omi believes that the researchers in the hospital reality mentioned by Dorothy made such a mistake.

Omi felt that if the apocalyptic illusion could be viewed from the reality of the hospital and placed the apocalyptic illusion from an angle that was consistent with the reality of the hospital, those researchers would definitely be able to achieve more results. The reverse is also true, Omi has never thought of putting the "hospital reality" in a higher position than the world in which he lives.

Whether we observe the apocalyptic reality from the reality of the hospital or the reality of the hospital from the apocalyptic vision, it may not be entirely correct to see the two as different aspects of the same whole, but it is more correct to see the night than the relationship between the two and the bottom, as Omi thinks.

Unfortunately, Dorothy, like most researchers who observe apocalyptic visions from the perspective of the reality of the hospital, always likes to understand what is happening from a bird's-eye perspective. Listening to her speak from such a perspective every day is like wasting her time listening to nonsense for Omi.

Omi stretched out his hand, and in Dorothy's eyes, it was filled with inexplicable terror. Although they are all human hands from the angle that can be seen, from the feeling brought by the oncoming face, it is not a hand, but something else that is indescribably indescribable, incomparably huge. Before she could be touched, Dorothy rolled to one side. She already felt that her thoughts and emotions were a little chaotic, but her bodily functions were being reactivated.