The giant axe of the black shadow material slashed at me, and I tried to retreat, but my reaction was slowed down for a moment by shock. In the moments before death came, my heart was filled with incomprehension.

This was actually the first time I had witnessed the immortality of the demons, and before that, both the Blue Bird and Ren Sai had explicitly or implicitly stated that the Siren Blade was a powerful weapon that could definitely kill the demons, and that it was necessary to clear the nightmare cage. But what's going on, his body split in two has actually regenerated! The head is all chopped and not dead yet!

The axe shattered my skull, and consciousness was cut off.

Then, the sound of the train's radio woke me up.

I woke up on the train again, but my mind was still stuck in the battle, still wondering why the Majin hadn't died.

Could it be that the Siren's Blade isn't that powerful at all? Or, is it because he was once the owner of the Siren's Blade?

It's like the superpower who uses fire in the story won't be burned by the flames in his palm? But I've never seen a warrior with a sword immune to a sword, right? What else is there in this that I haven't figured out, the Majin himself is not affected by the peculiarities of the Siren's blade, so it's like ......

As I thought, I looked up, but the scene in front of me interrupted my thinking.

I am indeed in the train compartment at this moment, but what is the person standing in the carriage? I remembered that when I was talking to Rensai, I remembered about the train, but in the process of reminiscing, I realized that I couldn't remember where I got on the train, what I was doing before boarding the train, and how many people were in the carriage. However, at this moment, I had a chance to count clearly, but the people standing around waiting for me to count were not people at all, but mannequins.

That's right, a dummy mannequin is the kind of dummy mannequin that is often found in shopping malls and clothing stores to show off clothing. But the mannequins in front of me didn't even have the most basic clothes, just standing naked on the ground or sitting on chairs, each in a different pose.

They...... Was this the case in the previous lookbacks? I tried to suppress the horror and reminisced, only to find that I had never even paid attention to the people around me in the first few flashbacks. That is, the last time I found out that the Sirenblade had come back with me, I was worried about being seen by others, but at that time, I was still immersed in the inner world, and I never glanced at the outside world. What do you look like about the people around you? That thought never even came to mind.

The train soon arrived at Nameless Mountain Station, and I ran out of the creepy carriage as well.

But there was no living person on the platform, and there were no moving mannequins standing in the waiting area. I climbed over the turnstiles, ran through the exit, and came to the outside of the station, but all I saw on the road were mannequins. Some stand on the side of the road and pose as if they are about to walk, but they are not really walking; Some sat in the car and held the steering wheel, but did not drive the car. There was a dead silence on the road, obviously it was a scenic spot, but only the occasional movement of the wind blowing through the green belt could be heard, which highlighted the silence even more. No matter how lucky you are, you can't deny that you're living in a dream. Although I have compared the memories in my mind with the scenery in front of me, I have never paid attention to the crowds on the road in the past. After all, in this dream, have I ever spoken to a living person other than a bluebird?

Wait, there were! I summoned the Siren's Blade to strengthen my athleticism and run faster than the car.

Soon I came to the police station, and I went directly into the reception room, where I saw a man in a blue uniform. I immediately recognized him as the person in charge of receiving me when I first reported the crime. But why am I able to recognize it? It was also a featureless mannequin with no facial features, just an extra piece of clothing, and my nerves were signaling to me for no reason.

"Your name is Li Duo, right?" A hollow voice suddenly came out of the inside of the mannequin's face, "I'm nineteen years old this year, and I'm still in college." ”

I looked at him at a loss, and he didn't look at me, just his face was facing the air across the table, and he read the words like lines, "False police reporting is a disturbance of public order, and it is punishable by detention and fine." If you let the school and parents know about it, it's not easy, right? ”

I couldn't help but back away until my back hit the wall.

He continued to repeat mechanically what I had heard, "Okay, okay, I'll let you go this time, you can go home......"

What he said after that, I didn't listen again. I couldn't take it anymore and ran out of this place.

Parents? Family? Do I really have such a thing in this false time and space? I tried to contact my parents on my phone, but I remembered that I seemed to rely too much on my phone's list function and didn't remember their phone numbers much. And when I opened the contact list, I found that there was no one in it, and there was no text message. I still remember the landline number at home, I called it, but no one answered on the other side. Then, I tried to look at the Internet, but I couldn't connect to the Internet.

The network was obviously good before...... No, was it really good before? Again, I noticed something was wrong. I think I like to use my phone to browse the Internet, but I have never used my phone to use the Internet once in this time, nor have I used the Internet to investigate information related to paranormal events. It's not that there is a reason not to go online, it's that such thoughts never came to mind in the first place.

Ren Sai told me that truth is not the same as reality. The dreamer's consciousness is not awake, and what was previously thought to be very real can be found in many errors as long as it is ruminated after waking up...... Doesn't that mean where I'm now?

What are my memories? I try to reorganize my memories so that I can be calm.

My name is Li Duo and I am nineteen years old.

Five years have passed since the disappearance of the former desk in Nameless Mountain, and I have entered a university in another province and city, and returned to my hometown of Liucheng during the summer vacation. The mountain that once carved my eerie memories is located on the outskirts of Liucheng, and the last time I checked the route home, I noticed that the train I was taking happened to pass through this place, and I had a plan to revisit the old place......

I......

…… I'm so scared.

Actually, I wasn't as strong as I was before in front of the blue bird.

What dream me is the same person as I am in reality, what is just a temporary forgetfulness of something, and now it is just a matter of remembering it again? How do I say this kind of line that is only handsome! Why do I want to be such a hero, since then it has been like this, as long as I am a hero, there is nothing good, I just want to send myself into that dark and cold mountain forest again?

Haven't I suffered enough? The face was shattered by the demon and the sternum was shattered, and the arm was cut off and the head was cut off, I was just an ordinary person with no special skills, but I insisted on pretending to be easy to accept so many cruel and curious things, and I also asked myself to do what to think rationally and face bravely, and when I looked back and saw the demon again, I had to pretend to fight as if I had never been killed, and it should be enough to be a hero, right? I'm pretty remarkable, right? I yearn for heroes very much, and I hope that the blue bird will praise me like a hero, but suddenly so many things are pushed in front of my eyes one after another, how can I handle it.

Now what do you want me to do, the ultimate choice, either to hold these incomplete and ambiguous tattered memories to stay in this nightmare that keeps going back and continue to suffer, or to find a way to overcome the difficulties and kill the demon and return to reality to be a mysterious person who doesn't know what secret events he has experienced and left a major mental illness...... No matter which side you choose, it's not a good ending, and if you choose the lesser of two evils, you can only choose the latter, but then tell me the way?

What the hell should I do......

With intense entanglement and pain, I have come to the foot of the Nameless Mountain, next to the shop. When I walked in, the owner of the shop, who had spoken to me, was standing behind the counter. He is also a dummy model. I watched him for more than a minute, and a human voice automatically sounded inside his face, "...... You're going to Nameless Mountain? ”

I didn't respond, and my heart grew colder.

"My friend's daughter, she's missing in the mountains...... "I didn't respond to him, I didn't even walk up to him, but he took it on to himself in front of him...... If you see it later, would you like to do me a favor? ”

I couldn't bear it anymore and left.

Then, I took some time to calm myself down and found a place to sit down on the side of the road.

Why did you kill the undead last time...... Combined with the many doubts before, the reason is almost figured out.

And now that I've thought of the reason, the method of "killing the devil" can be regarded as coming out.

The next step is to try.

That's the end of self-pity, it's time to get your sanity back. I'm not a child, and if I want to let out my temper, I'll talk about it after it's all over. And I'm not a patient with a major mental illness in the real world? When the time comes, no one will think it's weird to do this, maybe a psychiatrist or something will come and persuade me to find a chance to vent.

Now clear all your minds, imagine yourself as a ruthless machine, think rationally, and face the ......

Yes, exactly.

I could hold on a little longer.

It didn't take long for someone to appear in front of me.

It's a blue bird.

"It's good that the demon hasn't been found yet......" she breathed a sigh of relief, then took out the Secret Talisman, "Let's take this first, and then we'll discuss what to do next." ”

"No need, the demons won't be looking for it for a while."

She was surprised: "Why? ”

"You still have something to hide from me."

"What do you mean?" She asked rhetorically.

"Like, the true identity of the demons." I looked into her eyes, and when I saw that she didn't respond, I continued, "Majin...... It's me. ”

Her expression changed, "...... Why? ”

"I've thought of a reason why the Siren Blade kills the undead, such as the fact that the Siren Blade is actually a weapon that is nothing more than that, or ...... This demon is just a doppelganger, and his body is somewhere else. I said, "As the so-called knife cuts off the water, the water flows more...... Suppose I cut your Thunderbolt Sword with a Siren's Blade, you will not be able to summon only the severed Thunderbolt Sword in the future, because the Thunderbolt Sword is nothing more than what you weave with the electricity you manipulate. And if the demon is to the body, it is like the thunderbolt sword is to you, and it is understandable that the siren blade cannot kill him. ”

"But that's impossible. The Thunderbolt Sword is just my move, and the demon you hypothetically is a clone. She said, "Based on the principle of sympathetic sorcery, the Siren's Blade can deal damage to the main body even if it kills a clone......

"So...... What if this ontology is me? I said.

She was silent.

"The Siren's Blade can't deal absolute damage to me, and if I'm a special case with a very low probability, then the probability of a second case at the same time and place is too low. And since the second case did appear, it makes sense to assume that I have some deep connection with it. I said, "Also, your reaction when you discussed the demons with me also testifies to my thoughts. ”

"What's the reaction?" She asked.

"As you said, it's not easy for a demon to blend in with the crowd. But with his appearance, blending in with the real crowd or in the mannequin is a pointless strategy. And you said that he could easily do it as long as he walked into the crowd...... "and although you reacted immediately and diverted the subject, I kept this question in my mind." I've been thinking a lot before, why would you so naturally think that demons can blend in with the crowd? In this regard, I have come to the conclusion that the image of the demon is not the same in your eyes as it is in my eyes. ”

She asked noncommittally, "What does this mean?" ”

"In my eyes, the demon is an image that is difficult to distinguish even the outline, I can't tell if it's a man or a woman, but in your eyes, it's like a normal person. Isn't that surprising? It's a dream that is built inside my consciousness, but there are guys that I can't see clearly, but you can see clearly. I said, "No matter how you think about it, there is only one reason, and that is that for me, the Majin is someone I don't want to face anyway; At the same time, he must be a person who exists in reality. ”

"This person doesn't have to be you, right?" She said.

"I don't know what I'm thinking in reality, but if there's one thing that makes me most unsettling at this time, it's that I don't know the real self." I said, "I'm so sick that I need to retreat into a dream to heal myself, but in other words, it's a reality I can't face." This corresponds to my earlier reasoning. Of course, these are all reasoning in the end, and ultimately it depends on the evidence...... And the proof is the current situation. ”

"It's right here at the foot of the mountain, but I found you before the Majin, who haven't even come yet......," she said, "because the Majin is the equivalent of you on the other side of the mirror, and if you decide not to see the Majin as an enemy anymore, the Majin won't see you as an enemy." ”

She took the initiative to pick out these words, and it seemed that she had decided to be open and honest with me.

Without saying a word, I waited for her next step.

She closed her eyes and pondered for a moment before she spoke, "...... As I said, you suffered from a major mental illness because you were involved in a secret incident. ”

"Yes."

"I'm not lying, you were indeed involved in a secret incident, and you were indeed an ordinary person at the beginning." "That happened five years ago," she said. In April 17, a school in Liucheng organized teachers and students to go to the Nameless Mountain to hold a spring outing and mountaineering activity, and two students on the spring outing accidentally disappeared in the depths of the Nameless Mountain. ”

It's me, and my front table.

"Eventually, the search and rescue team found one of the missing students, but the other disappeared was never heard from." She said, "The former, named Nguyen Van Dieo. ”

Nguyen Van Bamboo is the name of the front table.

"The latter, named Li Duo."

Li Duo, it's my name.

She said that in the real world, the missing student found by the search and rescue team in the mountains and forests is the front table, and the missing person is me.

It's me!

I was shocked and said, "How can it be ......"

"By the time we rediscovered Leedo, he was completely depraved." She continued, "He slaughtered humans, fed their flesh to the monsters he raised, and had wild sex with the monsters night after night. I don't know how many innocent people have died at his hands, he has become a super criminal with blood on his hands, and the notorious hunting serial killer in the hidden world, because of which people call him -

"'Majin Li Duo'."