Kamen Rider I Am Aizen

The thick smell of blood was like a real spider web, entangling every breath. The central air conditioner in the library buzzed for the last time, and the screen of the mobile phone still stayed on the chat interface with the roommate: Death has finally caught up, can you lend me Kangkang? . Suddenly, the comic book pages glowed with blue light, twisting and rippling like the surface of a lake thrown into stones. Ling Ye reached out to press the power button with her fingertips, and touched the light first—— The heartbreaking pain spread from the fingertips to the whole body, as if countless fine needles were pricking the nerve endings. The smiling face of Aizen on the retina began to melt, overlapping and tearing apart with the library scene in reality, and finally collapsed into a dark vortex. The feeling of weightlessness hit him, and he felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss. In his ears were the voices of countless people, and one of them, a deep male voice, was particularly clear: Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Want to really... Live? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.