Wandering Alone in a Different World

Who are you? Who am I? Is it me that I forgot? Or the world? ! Forgot... Already forgotten... I watched crazily as the world made of black and white fell into confusion, and then returned to consciousness in the six-layer dream. The strange structure of the six worlds that He descended into the world became my memory, telling me like a whisper in my ear that He is real... He is all real... Real? …… Can! ! ! Why... It's me... I can't remember anything...