I will tell a story that slowly reveals all the most painful things in the world: hope, waiting, loss, and death. It seems that ever since I started writing, I have been falling asleep, dreaming of broken dreams and nightmares that continue in a permanent cycle. I quietly watched everything in Chenxi from birth to death. My heart kept contracting and hurting, but I couldn't stop. Everything has begun, there is no way out, no saving, no reading, no prompts, no changes. The only way to end is to continue until death, and you can see the word "Theend". All the endings have been written, and there is only pain, no happiness.