Let yourself just exist and help others.

Make yourself "useful".

One by one, that may have been Russell's original wish.

Looking into Miss Morgan's tear-drenched eyes......

Russell seemed to see his former self.

It was a desire that had been born since I was a child, long before I came to this world.

The surging mood is like the tide of the high tide.

The pale wild flames were finally uncontrollable.

Burning from the bottom of the eye, completely burning out Russell's entire field of vision.

The whole world was scorched and curled by white flames, like a photograph placed on top of a candle flame......

The roar of the machine gradually dissipated.

The dim world in front of me became relatively brighter.

The original downtown and Miss Morgan are gone.

The hands are clasped together and the touch is real.

It's more like I'm really being teleported and appearing somewhere than hallucinations.

One by one, but this is certainly not this world.

Because when he looked down, Russell couldn't see his shadow.

The place where he was at the moment was the same place he could see every time he activated his true spiritual energy, "the mourning hall with many empty picture frames and white candles high and low......

Pictures of Alice, the Blue Song Robin, and the Paradise Bird father are still in front of him.

Only this time, his consciousness was exceptionally clear. He even has his own real body, not just a vague mind that doesn't even have a hand.

The original Russell is like the protagonist of a horror game.

I walked over and pressed a survey button, but I didn't see my hand stretched out, and the thing was picked up in the air, and I could even flip through the survey......

That's when Russell realized...... What happened to me.

This is...... Let's move the surge ceremony.

Blue Shift = Red Shift, a ritual that awakens the name of psionic energy.

This means that Russell's redshift value has just been increased by one level.

At the same time, it also means that before Russell's "rationality" breaks through the limits of ordinary people, there is already the possibility of losing control and becoming a demon at any time......

At this time, Russell was finally able to do what he had always wanted to do, but had never been able to do in the illusion before.

He looked back for the first time, wanting to see what was behind him.

After all, his previous perspective was fixed...... You can only see photos of the front and sides of the body.

But as soon as he turned around, he froze in place.

I saw that behind my back, there was no white candle.

On a large table, there are only two picture frames next to each other.

Although the room was slightly dim, Russell was instantly recognizable...... Who is the person in that frame.

In the frame on the right is a young man with golden cat ears, turquoise pupils, and a bright and confident smile.

He seemed to be holding out his right hand, putting it on the shoulder of another person, because he had such a hand on his left shoulder.

The cat-eared boy's right arm pierced out of the frame he was in and appeared on the shoulder of the man in the frame next door.

It was a shy boy with short black ear-length hair, a more delicate and slender figure than a cat-eared boy, and a face that looked feminine like a girl.

Is that...... The self of the previous life.

It's when I first entered college, when I was a student.

Russell and "Russell" are like partners, holding each other's shoulders. Although they are two different frames, it is like a group photo.

…… Is that.

A photo of "me"?

One by one, who am I?

“…… Why are you so useless?

"You can't study, and you can't make friends."

There seemed to be a childish rebuke from my parents.

Maybe it's just a casual complaint, but the child quietly remembers it.

On the surface, he didn't show any abnormality, and he went to play with himself as usual, like a stupid child who couldn't even understand the meaning of the blame.

When I was depressed, I heard the angelic voice of my friend: "Don't hold it in your heart if you are unhappy." ”

But when the real tears burst the embankment, the comforting voice became boring: "I don't understand...... What's there to cry about such a trifle?

"Yiyi is that you are too sensitive."

Indeed it is.

Young Russell also knew that the problem was himself.

His feelings were too sensitive, like a spider's web...... The mosquito's struggle can cause the entire web to vibrate, waking up a spider called "Fear" to come and prey.

Even when he sleeps, he has nightmares because of it.

Dream that you were driven away because you were too useless and then threw away your ...... It's like an abandoned dog.

Dreaming that I was not allowed to go home because I was too useless, I cried and banged on the door but there was no response.

I dreamed that my throat couldn't speak, and I tried to explain it to someone, but the other person's expression was first concerned and then became bored.

…… Ah, it was that time.

He muttered to himself silently.

That's true.

From that time on, young Russell understood...... No one can truly understand the position of others, and no one can empathize with the psychology of others.

This is taken for granted, because no one can "become" anyone else. Everyone's life is independent.

Therefore, it is very reasonable for people to have disputes and quarrels, misunderstandings and contradictions.

If you are an ordinary person, you may become more mature and sensible because of this......

Or maybe you become less sensitive and less vulnerable. It is also possible to simply become inferior,

Introverted and no longer communicates with people.

Whatever might be reasonable.

But here's what makes Russell different.

…… His reaction was too violent.

If you can't understand the position of others, if you can't experience the thoughts of others, find a way to "become"

Others.

With the same hobbies, similar thinking patterns, and similar levels, you can become friends with anyone.

If your own failure is too painful, go and fulfill the wishes of others.

Only fulfill the wishes of others...... You can also share the joy when you win, and you won't let down if you lose.

One by one, if you are too incompetent.

Then don't be yourself, but be someone else.

From the very beginning, it was not a passive "people-pleasing personality".

It's something weirder, more anomalous than that.

Learn the strengths of others, experience the preferences of others, feel the joys and sorrows of others, and realize the wishes of others.

Then, become the "other self" of others in the world.

It is a matter of course to be loved by people.

It is also natural to be feared and disgusted by a few sensitive people.

…… It's not so much about making friends.

Rather, in order to replace it.

When you are a student, the "chief" who has many friends usually has a fixed circle of friends.

Russell, on the other hand, can naturally break into it by observing, imitating, and learning.

But the people who were imitated by Russell did not progress as quickly as Russell.

So it was very ......

Originally, it was only on the edge of the circle, but soon Russell became the center of the circle.

Later, the original center was alienated to the periphery.

Because the man's positioning is exactly the same as Russell's, and his performance is far inferior to Russell's.

The circle that would gather because of his hobbies, his character, would naturally be plundered by Russell. Even those who have been robbed of their status do not hate Russell......

Because how can a person hate another self?

He only longs for one by one, because Russell is his "ideal self".

Like a magic mirror driven by desire, everyone can see the most suitable and "ideal" friend for themselves.

It's not a performance, it's a "becoming".

If you like to discuss any game with your friends, I will learn about it.

If you like your friend to be good at cooking, I'll learn to cook;

If you like a friend with a good personality, my personality will be soft and gentle;

You like your friends and are cheerful enough, and I become active and enthusiastic......

As long as everything is done to the best of its ability, it is impossible to become "useless".

One by one, because on every road, he can't be the last.

The man who was imitated by Russell will eventually be surpassed by him.

Russell may not be the best, but he will never be the most useless.

And if you go back to the roots......

Whose wish was such a "Russell" born?

“…… It's me. ”

Russell suddenly. Russell was born out of his own desire.