
Ancient Curses and the Truth in Dreams
by Square Slime
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Under the strange whispers from the distant stars, everyone is the pawn of the "god". I really couldn't accept that the person who appeared in the mirror was actually myself. The dark and loose skin seemed to be melting, and the tentacles growing out of my body. They were so small, like squirming threads, but they almost made me breathless in front of the mirror. I didn't know how long I had been in front of the mirror. How long, it could be half an hour, an hour, two hours, or more, but no matter how long I stared at myself in the mirror, I couldn't accept that it was me. If I hadn't picked up the scissors and cut off a tentacle, if it hadn't been for the severe pain that spread throughout my body after that, I thought it would be broken. I was dreaming, a long nightmare. -Excerpted from Li Zhongshu's diary
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