With a Partner Like Me, What Time Will You Go Home, Rimbaud?

*The main text has been completed, the extra chapter is in progress~ *Welfare extras will be updated from time to time in April [Copywriting Powerless Version] I am Lihua Luoyi, also known as Douze. Dresden called me the "Colorless King" and threw me around the world, clearing my memory every time. During my first time traveling, a boy with black hair and green eyes rescued me from the laboratory. We became partners, and I left three years later. When I woke up again, I was four years old, barefoot, and my mind was blank, and I was bumping into a fight between an orange-haired kid and another "Rambo". Then my partner Rimbaud came after me. Slate asked me to make a deal, and in order to get my poor partner's life back on track I agreed, then stabbed him hard in the back. The slate exploded with curses, and my memory exploded with it. When he woke up again, he was picked up and brought home by a middle-aged man wearing glasses, who became the King of the Supernatural Agent Division. Then I remembered something: the child I raised was my partner Rimbaud, and I was just a weapon. The local version of the black-haired, green-eyed psychic didn't impress me at all. There were also two people who traveled from other places to find me. One said I was pitiful and the other said I was family. Slate asked me: What kind of king do you want to be? I said: The kind that allows me to eat buttered potatoes in peace. Shi Ban: Dear, this is illogical. Me: Then when you were stabbed in the back by me, did you consider logic? * Intention: Existence itself is the interrogation of all ambiguous rules. When the world exercises control in the name of "love" and defines value based on the reality of "use", only by completely putting everything about itself under the light can we break the definition and win the freedom to become a "subject" rather than an "object".