[Micro-terrorism + game arrival + strange invasion + inhuman protagonist + healing system (probably)]
I woke up in the mirror with the features of another person still on my face. The woman in the mirror has a pale and thin face, with wet hair sticking to the side of her face. I raised my hand and touched her, and she touched me too. None of us spoke.
Who I am? The memory says that I should be Su Yan, and the memories of Su Yan are really filling my brain. But to me these are just other people's diaries. It is true that I own all of Su Yan's memories and social relationships, and I cannot say that we can completely separate from each other. But when I raise my knife and stand in front of the people and things that once made her attached to her, who is facing me, does anyone believe that I am Su Yan?
The facial features in the mirror gradually became blurred and distorted. Maybe it doesn't matter who I am, the only truth I can be sure of, above others and myself, is...
"... I'm so hungry! I'm going to die of hunger!"
The girl who exuded the aura of a melancholic philosopher in front of the mirror collapsed instantly and kicked the mirror and the wall in front of her to pieces.
Below is the night of the entire city. A three-meter-wide crack opened in the ground. A purple-black succulent plant burst out of the ground and swallowed the stunned drunk. People on the street screamed and fled in all directions. The glass curtain wall in the distance reflected an absurd light spot like the end of the world.
Someone was running, someone was taking pictures, and someone suddenly took off his human skin to reveal his body covered in scales: "Non-investigators, withdraw! Withdraw—"
And Sue loosened her fingers.
Under everyone's gaze, the black-haired girl opened her arms and suddenly fell down with an attitude of embracing the whole world——
