Start with me and put an end to OOC.
That is, the cruel reality is always contrary to the dream.
This is not a paradise.
Here, blood flows like a river.
Here, the weak stop.
I hate it here, being lied to and hurting others.
I hate it here, lying to people and being hurt by people.
There is no future.
Dreams shattered.
Why, I am here when no one needs me.
Why am I here, as weak as an ant?
Many agreements have no consequences.
Many stories have no ending.
Hello to you,
Me too.
Perhaps we exist just to accompany this world to death.
Even so, helplessly surrounded by lies, I still want to live.
——How to learn to be strong when wandering in endless darkness?
——But no matter how hard you struggle, you are still in despair.
The main text has been completed. Although there were numerous plans for branch plots, the author stated that they have been abandoned.
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