Don't Trust Any of Your Personality

On the day of the interview, my resume spontaneously combusted in front of HR. As soon as the blue fire was extinguished, a crack was torn open in the sky of the city. The street shadow turns into a man-eating monster, and the hidden fears, desires, and traumas of human beings - all become reality, calling themselves "spirits". They also have a common name: personality profile. And in my mind, a voice that should have disappeared seven years ago sounded: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you this time." That was the "cowardice" I let go of, my second personality. He slashed the shadow with a knife, calm as ice: "When the spirit ruins come, everyone must face the 'other side' they abandoned. You are my host and my prisoner." Only then did I realize that the world had already fallen into a war of self-perception. Some people sell "personality" to create perfect warriors; some people hunt "silhouettes" to seek the supreme power; some people form strange alliances with their "anger", "sadness" and "desire"... And I was targeted by all forces. Because the tester showed that there was more than one silhouette sleeping inside my body. When "cowardice" burns the last trace of spiritual fire for me, when "fury" opens my eyes in despair, when "sadness" sobs softly in the depths of my memory... The third personality that was most deeply sealed by me smiled at me under the blood moon. "Welcome home, Essence," he said. "Now, it's our turn... To eat the world."