I can't hope for it, I can't imagine the future, all I have is heartbreak, Itachi, no, Teacher Songyang, really, I love you. This is a dead reality, and everything that is alive is an illusion. There are no people, no living animals, there are just big trees that cover the sky, the occasional breeze, immortal monsters, immersed in an illusion that may not be beautiful, but is vivid.
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