Do you think your reality is your life? Are what you say your truth?
Do you think everything is under your control?
What if you find out that you are just a dream of the so-called god?
Rebirth or fantasy, you want it to be ancient or imaginary! Or do you want to go to another world? The man who claimed to be a god narrowed his golden eyes and smiled, spreading his hands in an arrogant manner.
Why do you have to describe your delusion in such a humble way? Why not make it happen? If you understand, then give everything you have as the price to live in your delusional world.
He said. No one could understand the emotions hidden under his eyes.
Wanting to gain oneself, wanting to have one's own life, wanting to take revenge on the man at the top, such a heresy was born under the intersection of personalities.
But why can't we understand that person after searching for answers and clues in countless worlds and returning to chaos?
The complicated clues point to an answer that he doesn't want to believe. In fact, everything is really a delusional life, a delusion, but it is also life.
"Why not eliminate heretics like me?"
"Maybe because of boredom? And..." You already have yourself, and it is no longer within the scope of my control. He blinked his golden eyes and smiled brightly.