A black witch book filled with dark light broke the decadent boarding life she was about to enter. Blurred mist is everywhere, strange hourglasses are flowing, and new alarm bells are ringing. Where is the truth under the haze?
The hourglass, the witchcraft book... The loom, the truth, all the puzzles are complicated and twisted, and the fragments are filled with chaos. They finally merged into a black shadow, hovering and shrouded, and the snake's message was rubbing in her ears. Who laid the conspiracy?
The girl's childish voice murmured into a song in the darkness:
When paradoxes arise, there must be victims.
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The first puzzle she encountered in this world on Wednesday was a huge disappointment. This is just bait thrown by arrogant people to satisfy themselves.
She looked at the little thing who had stepped into the trap and ordered him to turn back when he was lost.
"You have fallen into the destructive rewards set by the low-aesthetic green question mark. The original intention is not to allow you to obtain value satisfaction, but to draw nutrients from your frustrations and be complacent when you cannot solve the problem to fill your own empty emptiness."
She walked over and kicked the Riddler trophy into the nearby garbage pile with her foot, turned around and said to the little thing: "This is the most lethal solution."
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"You have abandoned your true nature, which has been carved by suffering."
Wednesday walked towards the clown lying on the ground in a daze.
"You have become boring, dry, and one-sided, and you only exist in the world as a formalist puppet driven by 'chaos'. Every breath you take is the mercy of the devil. You have never occupied the resources of the world, because you simply do not exist."
"You are small, pathetic, and nihilistic. You have no self and are a walking dead. You are more boring than any loser in any corner of the world."
"Shut up! This isn't me-" the Joker screamed.
She hung the black umbrella around the clown's neck.
"Who are you? Are you a puppet trapped on a fixed path and too fragile to be freed, or an insect that should have been wiped out of the world?"
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A touch of blood-red darkness gradually spread, attacking the surroundings at a crazy speed of devouring prey. They squirmed and twisted, and an indescribable aura of fear grew from them.
The blood color was shrouded in a haze in this expanded heterogeneity, and the space became dark red, as if the blood was penetrated by toxins, and the darkness gradually took shape.
First, a pale face with a metal glaring mask appeared in front of everyone, and then twisted individuals appeared one after another, and the dark Batman stepped out from behind him.
They are shrouded in darkness, no, they spread darkness.
The Laughing Bat opened his arms, and the bright red torn corners of his mouth gradually widened in Wednesday's sight. He whispered in a twisted and sharp voice: "Do you think this is still a dream?"
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1. The above content is a selection of the article, and the general introduction is the first section.
2. Comprehensive about Britain and the United States, DC will appear in the front, and Marvel will appear later, but DC will account for the majority.
3. The protagonist is from the drama version of "Wednesday". It doesn't matter if you haven't seen it. I only used the character, not the plot. Also referenced is the movie version of "The Addams Family".
4. Logic closed loop, the full text has been saved and is currently being edited. The character design and background are mine.
5.★Attention! ! The subjective thoughts from the protagonist's perspective do not represent objective facts. In addition, if you feel that the words in the article make you feel uncomfortable, consider whether to continue reading.
6. Weird writing style, alternative justice, viper detective.
Intention: Never bow your head to fate.
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I read it in one sitting, it was very well written (*?????*)????