Emotional Parasitism

In this world, there is right and wrong, and there is hatred and love. They are symbiotic, and one is called parasitism, which I am. The biggest characteristic of parasitism is that she has no self and relies on her host to survive. Without her attachments, she might be reincarnated in the dark hell forever. I am also a parasite. In countless dark nights, with or without stars, I sat alone on the balcony in a daze, or looked at the endless night sky, and suddenly I felt that fate was so close to me, as close as the darkness in front of me———— ——————Within reach. But can't do anything I am a parasite. If my master leaves me one day, then how can I enter another person's body, and with what kind of magic power can I break away from the original shackles and start a new life well? Maybe I can no longer do it. Generally speaking, parasites have no feelings, but if parasites have real feelings, wouldn't it be a very sad thing? Probably so. But again I can't do anything. Suddenly I felt very decadent. I was really a parasite - an emotional parasite.