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It's like an illusion here. It seems similar here, but it's completely different. This vending machine seems fake. It seems to exist, but it is like an illusion. It swallowed up the shining crystals like an abyss. I am like a passerby and false in this world. It seems that he wants to merge with this world, but the chill in his heart spreads throughout his body. The things I guarded disappeared, and the things I cared about didn't actually exist. Everything started at the worst time, and everything ended again... I just thought better of it... (The writing scope of the works includes: slow-burning articles, emotional knife-type articles, semi-realistic writing, not holy, principled, no CP (not stable), science popularization of survival knowledge in the apocalypse, strange science popularization knowledge. It's a mess)

I traveled from the "old times". I also woke up in the "new century" 2133. Something cataclysmic has happened here. The black flowers will fall into silence. The red rose will eventually wither. The white people will eventually reach us. The blue sky will eventually fade away. Colorless air must be filled with color. This world will eventually die. "Newcomers, imaginary world, time travel, machinery, future world, mutation, etc..."