Yi Jing:
I often think about the reason for living. Maybe many people have searched for it like me. Many people live because they have desires and live for what they pursue. If you have nothing to look forward to and nothing to desire, then what are you living for? Many things seem to be worth caring about, but they seem to be discardable. If living means indifferently watching every minute and every second, every day and every month of time flow through me, then what's the point of existing?
Until that day, I accidentally opened the door to the delusional realm she created. I had no choice but to fall into the delusional realm and the chaos of the real world.
This is a multiple-choice question for me between reality and illusion.
Yantu Temple:
I am the leader of delusion, but I am not. I have made up one fantasy after another, or a happy world, or a magical secret realm. Some of them are left in my notes, and some only exist in my thoughts. Although I know that they are not reality, when I feel tired and bored with reality, I use imagination to color and outline the dreams. They can decorate my monotonous and boring life, but the dream will eventually wake up one day, and I have never been attached to them.
Until that day, he unexpectedly opened up the realm of illusion I had created and allowed me to really touch it.
The world you have always imagined and outlined has become a reality. You should be happy, right? It was true at first, but gradually I became confused. Only the world has changed, not me. Can life in a delusional state really extend as I imagined?