Monologue type:
I don't like my job at all. If I could change my profession, I would have done so eight hundred years ago.
Think about it, a job with no days off all year round, no basic salary, no commission, no five insurances and one housing fund, forget it. You still have to risk your life and go deep into battle, wasting your physical, mental, and other resources. Who wants to do it?
Don't tell me that I am God's chosen one.
It's annoying to me. Yes, I am immortal and will always be young and beautiful, but that's no use. Who can I show my beauty to? Of the three people who have been with me for many years, two are women, and the remaining one is a man stronger than a bear. Wait, it doesn't matter. The point is that I have no physiological needs at all, okay?
I'm not a human being.
Ah, you don't know I'm not human.
Me, I look like a human, but I'm different
Who am I? I have no name, others only call me, the manager of time and space.
Literary type:
"I just hate this job," she said lazily.
"Then how about you come over to me?" He answered with a smile, "I'm much more interesting here."
"Stay away from me." She didn't bother to despise him.
Knowing that there are multiple dimensions and worlds between her and him, so what if we can see and hear?
The distance between them can never be reduced.
Unless... Karma is in chaos in his world, and her world may be able to rotate with him
Precautions when consuming this article:
1. This article is written by CP Kurolo Rusilu
2. The author has a serious tendency to complain about himself.
3. This article is the product of resentment
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