[Battle Royale] When the Songs Fade

It's such a weird dream. I've never had such an organized dream before...

Maybe you don't know me~ This is also my first time trying to watch a battle royale fanfic. Although I have never seen the movie before, I probably know the plot. I clicked on the big article with the intention of trying. What do you think about games like battle royale and the hunger games? I feel so resentful I think sometimes I can't understand why, for Feng, killing those classmates can help Weifan change the game. Do you need to survive first before you can resist the government? This is my question first, In a place where I greatly appreciate I think it's really difficult to write this kind of dark article well. But for a child like me who lives in a beautiful world, it actually makes me feel sad. Maybe I'm a little sentimental, but I really felt that one of their deaths shocked me. The death of Sayuri and the others, and the death of Weifan, were like a thunder that knocked over the Five Flavors in my heart. Sometimes I want to ask myself, what would happen if I encountered this kind of thing? Maybe I am also secretly thinking that it is better to live hard than to be killed. Mary Sue is the most annoying thing. I feel like I've been darkened So as I have been reading a lot of this kind of subject recently, I have begun to worry about what I will do if I encounter a similar situation. So I decided to learn Taekwondo, hehe~ I feel stupid But to be honest, I really like this article~ Very classic

After browsing through your column today, I found that the last update was on August 25th, a distant date that has been blurred by various things. I simply turned on the fireworks again, and suddenly a feeling that I had never experienced before came to my mind. I remembered the feeling I had when I was chasing the article "[Battle Royale] The Songs and Songs Are Ended", and then suddenly remembered that I still owe you a long review, but on a whim, I didn't have time to review the Battle Royale article, so I wrote other long reviews without authorization. Mirror, your writing is always calm and light, with a touch of humor interspersed with the finishing touch. There are many authors who are never able to write stories that can make people feel frightened or chilled for a moment. I was really fascinated when I read the part about When the Chilling Cry. If you haven't read the original work, it's easier to get caught up in the plot of the fan fiction. Light happiness, light happiness. Your romance novels are not as deep as the vigorous sadomasochism, but they are like a piece of poplar catkins falling slowly from a tall poplar tree, soft and white, full of the warm and fresh flavor of the sun. The plain text seems to have no intention of describing the happiness that belongs to Asano Kirie and Yamamoto Takeshi. It is so clear and peaceful, just like the sleeping face of a little girl under the tree in summer, with clear colors. You said, "Asano Kirie is a good child who is easily satisfied." She is very ordinary, not omnipotent, not powerful, just like a random flower among countless small flowers on the lawn, sincerely grateful for the kindness of the sun, blooming happily under the blue sky. Ordinary beauty is another kind of beauty. Even if it does not touch the heart and soul, it can still flow slowly and unhurriedly in the heart as a gentle and quiet river until it becomes a kind of beauty that can last a lifetime. The great escape, all the music and music. I woke up one night and realized that I had already entered the purgatory of life and death. A survival game that came too suddenly tightly locked the hearts of [those people], seven steps of life and death, souls scattered, forty-two numbers fighting each other... Behind the eleven good boys who finally walked out of the game, the rest of the numbers were like twisted runes, shouting in the fire of karma, and were immediately swallowed up. Just like that cover, black, white and red. I remember going to Yuluo Picture Shop (which was closed for some reason, which is a pity) in the winter a year ago to ask for pictures, and suddenly I came across your order. You are the first author I got to know after moving to Jinjiang. Fortunately, you are the same age. You don't go to □ often, but you like the works of Ming Yue and Higashino Keigo, although they belong to different categories. You live in a southern city, there are not many classes in your grade (compared to mine), you know Japanese culture very well... I have always understood that you are more mature than me. From the initial excitement of getting to know each other, to now I calm down and count the beads that were strung together by time. Masaharu's luster rests on the full and round beads. Looking back at the silly but true remarks I made a year ago, I looked back and took a step forward to pick up the glowing puzzle pieces on the ground, intending to gently connect them into a complete picture and frame it. I remember the chaos, the girl Asano Kirie and the boy Yamamoto walked side by side into the distance, and wrote about the quiet years together; I remember the search, Ruoye Lian went on a long journey with her own wishes, the bells woke up in the ears, and the fireworks started to bloom; I remember the choice, Mr. Kazama sat alone in the corner with a gun, the boy wandered in the blood and fire, and survived, and the music and songs dispersed the tourists; I remember... I know that after my column names and pictures have been changed countless times, you still stick to the rainless night; I know that you go to bed much earlier than me every day, so you are envious of that city; I know that as long as I dial the number marked with the rain-stained mirror annotation stored on my mobile phone, there will be a cute LOLI sound; I know that after wandering around, I can't help but poke into your column to see the latest news; I know... Hey, Mirror, you haven't appeared for a long time. Be careful of Naoko chasing you for the joint article. After all, this is a city (so envious); hurry up and update, I am very concerned about the development of Eleven Hours Ugetsu... I hope to see you during this pitiful six-day winter vacation, whether it is language or clear writing. In fact, thousands of words can only be reduced to four words—— Fortunately, I meet you.

Why can't I dream of the plot I want to write?

It's such a detailed dream~~~ Well, I actually had this kind of dream when I was reading the article some time ago. Anyway, it was related to BR, but... Basically I can't remember it~ After I woke up, all I could remember was that I had a dream related to BR [Pfft Anyway, I think about it every day and dream about it at night In fact, I think the author gave a pretty HE ending. At least there is hope and it doesn't make people feel desperate Now, I'm looking forward to the author's next article~\\(≧▽≦)/~La La La

Ah Jing, the red mark in your article reminds me that I still owe you a long review... [Hey Please believe that it was not stillborn by me||Please believe that it will still have… Although it may take a while OTZ [I need to review the full text of this article]

... Actually, since I read the article about the mirror, I have been thinking about it, so I also have this kind of dream at night [covering my face] But I dreamed that I was lucky and got a rifle of I don't know what model it was (囧). It's still night outside, but there are street lights. The rules are the same as BR. At that time, I really killed OTZ with the consciousness of death. I blasted a boy's head with a bullet (it was dark and I couldn't see who it was). After the beating, I was afraid of seeing the corpse, so I turned around and ran away... ——In short, I really feel that BR is too scary if it happens in real life OTZ

I didn't finish it, I was shocked by the ending. The cover is also very strong, very gorgeous and understated. Very serious story :)

Write that novel I lost 100 pounds It's really gratifying I've always been known for being cute, mainly because of my chubby figure So now some people say that I finally saw the bones. So I ate meat like crazy I hope I can drop to 90 pounds~~This is a dream

The subject of the previous comment is missing. I mean Shinjo, Hayano, the others, and Kazama.