Six Eyes Mistakenly Enter the Wenye Studio

[Advance pre-order of "Gotham's Wednesday" A black witch book filled with dark light broke the decadent boarding life she was about to enter. Blurred mist is everywhere, strange hourglasses are flowing, and new alarm bells are ringing. Where is the truth under the haze? The hourglass, the witch book... The loom, the truth, all the mysteries are complicated and twisted, fragmented and filled with chaos. They finally merge into a black shadow, swirling and shrouded, and the snake's letter is grinding in her ears. Who laid the conspiracy? The girl's childish voice murmured into a song in the darkness: When paradoxes arise, there must be victims. —— The first puzzle that Wednesday came into contact with in this world was a huge disappointment to her. It was a bait thrown by an arrogant person to satisfy himself. She looked at the little thing who had stepped into the trap and asked him to turn back. "You have fallen into the destructive rewards set by the low-aesthetic green question mark. The original intention is not to allow you to obtain value satisfaction, but to draw nutrients from your frustrations and be complacent when you cannot solve the problem to fill your own empty emptiness." She walked over and kicked the Riddler trophy into the nearby garbage pile with her foot, turned around and said to the little thing: "This is the most lethal solution." —— "You have abandoned your true nature, which has been carved by suffering." Wednesday walked towards the clown lying on the ground in a daze. "You have become boring, dry, and one-sided, and you only exist in the world as a formalist puppet driven by 'chaos'. Every breath you take is the mercy of the devil. You have never occupied the resources of the world, because you simply do not exist." "You are small, pathetic, and nihilistic. You have no self and are a walking dead. You are more boring than any loser in any corner of the world." "Shut up! This isn't me-" the Joker screamed. She hung the black umbrella around the clown's neck. "Who are you? Are you a puppet trapped on a fixed path and too fragile to be freed, or an insect that should have been wiped out of the world?" —— A touch of blood-red darkness gradually spread, attacking the surroundings at a crazy speed of devouring prey. They squirmed and twisted, and an unparalleled fear aura grew from them. The blood color was shrouded in a haze in this expanded heterogeneity, and the space became dark red, as if the blood was penetrated by toxins, and the darkness gradually took shape. First, a pale face with a metal glaring mask appeared in front of everyone, and then twisted individuals appeared one after another, and the dark Batman stepped out from behind him. They are shrouded in darkness, no, they spread darkness. The Laughing Bat opened his arms, and the bright red torn corners of his mouth gradually widened in Wednesday's sight. He whispered in a distorted and sharp voice: "Do you think this is still a dream?"] —————————— Copywriting of this article: Asakura Kiyarashi felt like he was falling, or falling in the opposite direction to the bottom of the cliff. So he understood that this was a dream again. This was not the first time he had a lucid dream. This dangerous situation was like a daily occurrence for him. After all, even if he faced the monster's bloody mouth in his dream, he could calmly tell himself that it was a fake, and then tear it into pieces with his bare hands. But... There seems to be something wrong! ? Why is the cliff in the sky fake? The fall is real! ? ———— The world in my eyes seems to have changed, but it still seems to be the same as before. In his eyes, the particles of his world are clearly visible, just like the dust flowing in the air in his memories. They dance with the wind and sleep with things. Asakura Kiyarashi opened his eyes and observed his surroundings at 360 degrees. His high-speed brain helped him come to the conclusion that he had fallen from the third dimension to the second dimension! Then, he frowned slightly and tasted some familiar feelings - if he hadn't possessed the six eyes of the magic world, he would have thought this was the Laser Bowl Street in the Wenye world, haha. Hmm... No, this isn't really Laibo Street, is it? Seeing the flash of red light in the distance, the white-haired boy was surprised for a moment. ... So, are you on the wrong set? ———— When that The pupils are stained with ink, The curse erodes the world, The dead soul opens its eyes, Travelers from other worlds appear briefly, The black thread ghosts and disappears, The dense web of treachery opens its arms. The manipulator behind the scenes raised his lips and pushed Heizi forward again. Can the conspiracy shrouding the world be broken... Stay tuned. —— ★ 1. It is impossible to go to the wrong set if you go to the wrong set. You will always know what it is like. 2. As a cosplayer, I realized that I have traveled to Wenye (?). It can be understood this way, but after reading the article, you will know why the question mark is added. 3. The character of the protagonist is a transition, and the transition process is a foreshadowing. (Emphasis) 4. The main text is wild, with curses running through the whole text, and some names. 5. Interlocking. 6. This is a world that will be better in the end. Concept: The strongest is not an individual, but a bond.