A cold-blooded aphasic math doctor x a frivolous psychiatrist with supernatural powers
My life is pale, thin and fragile, like a piece of scratch paper used for calculations, which can only carry calculations and symbols, analytical formulas and proofs.
My doctor said, no.
I don't believe it, because he is a warlock disguised as a psychiatrist, a pure liar.
The only thing he can do is pull me into a weird and dangerous alien space. However, in that world, I could speak normally - but he was the only listener.
But I didn't expect that the final problem I wanted to solve was:
"How can I kill my only audience, my only friend, my only lover - and my other self - with peace of mind?"
Intention: I hope love can be strong enough.