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Maybe I was wrong from the beginning, but I just don't want to let go...

"How is it possible? Then who are you and why? There are traces of her on you--" "I'm not her, and I can't be her. I'm just an artificial person who inherited her memory and personality. It's time for you to find the real Alyssa, she is still waiting for you." "Tom Riddle, can you tell the difference? A rose or a rose, can you tell the difference?" "Why, my memory is full of her, but I can't remember the details. What kind of person is she?" ······ Alyssa: "The outcome of this world has already been determined. I am a chess piece and the one who plays chess, so I don't need redemption or guilt." In the end, the proud black rose withered under the tree and was buried under the tree forever. No one knows that buried under the tree is the corpse of the rose flower, and it is the unwillingness and regret he left behind. Hush, the wind is strong, don't wake her up.