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Section 136 String 61 After resentment comes anger

Day after day, she curled up at the bottom of this abyss.

Sinking in the darkness, there is little thought of going out.

It's not that she can't go out. In fact, there is no existence that restricts her behavior. She is completely free to leave everything here, get out, and use that body to see the outside world.

But she rarely does so, if you ask why.

She just doesn't want to leave.

Compared with the messy outside world, this place made her feel more relaxed.

This feeling of being surrounded by countless evil thoughts, for someone else, probably would not be able to accept it, and there may even be a possibility of collapse.

But to her, it was a comfortable hotbed instead.

No matter how huge the malice, or any other negative emotions, it will not make her uncomfortable, these are the fuel of her energy.

But don't forget, she was born as a tool to bear these 'evil'.

Tsk!I kind of hate that kind of description.

But she didn't deny it either, after all, it's a fact, there's nothing wrong with admitting it.

The only bad thing about staying in this kind of place is that you have nothing to do.

Some are too busy.

Generally speaking, she has two ways of diverting herself.

With the help of 'her' perspective, follow the other party, observe the outside world, and see what 'her' has experienced.

Well, it's like a No.1 film and television work.

That's what it's called. Listen to what they said, that's what's playing on the board called the screen.

However, this pastime is actually just as boring.

Except for some special times, such as watching the witch's battle, other times are just boring daily routines that make people drowsy.

In contrast, she might as well go to bed.

Perhaps it was because of too many distracting thoughts that it was difficult for her to sleep peacefully. Once her mind fell into sleep, what awaited her were endless dreams. Those disgusting dreams were all memories of the past.

Then, after a certain nightmare, he would wake up with a start.

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Since birth, those inexplicable 'evil' have existed in her heart.

It seemed to be rooted in it as a matter of course, but she didn't know that it was inside those emotions.

Anger, why you are angry, hatred, whom you hate, sadness, why you are sad.

These emotions are different from her own kind, the slight resentment towards 'her', these have no reason, as if they should be like this, they exist, so they have the meaning of existence.

With doubts, she hid in the heart of 'her', watching 'her' wake up.

What was included in the eyes of 'her' was still the scene in the temple, of course, she had never left this place after all.

She watched 'her' bewildered about her situation, and watched 'her' marvel at the plant that appeared inexplicably, and felt a little irritated involuntarily.

I can't say why, it probably belongs to that kind of feeling, I can't wait to replace it, I feel that if I am myself, I can definitely do better, and so on.

The other party quickly fell asleep due to exhaustion of energy, and she also lost her vision to perceive the outside world.

I don't want to go out, even if I go out now, it's just a body that is so weak that I can't even move.

With doubts, she also fell into a deep sleep.

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When she woke up again, she saw that 'she' was no longer in the place called the main hall.

It seems to be a small yard, 'she' is staying on a tree, looking into the window of a certain house in the yard.

With a sudden convulsion, those negative emotions that had been quietly staying in her consciousness, regarded as garbage by 'her' and thrown to her to deal with 'evil', suddenly surged up.

It was because she saw a pink-haired girl in that room through the perspective of 'her'.

He is only in his teens, his face is still childish, and his long pink hair seems to be unkempt and a little messy.

Want to kill her.

Want to kill that girl.

A purposeful impulse, along with all the surging negative emotions, swept into her consciousness.

Then she took it all together without any pressure.

Is that the person?

She originally thought that these emotions were just arising for no reason, so there was no way to vent them, so she had to bear them.

But now, what she felt in her heart, the anger, resentment towards that girl, and the sadness for herself were all telling her.

These emotions have a clear goal.

Inevitably, this first impression made her directly disgusted with the pink-haired girl.

It's not very serious, it's just that I don't want to see each other.

I don't want to watch it anymore.

Thinking of this, she impatiently disconnected from the perspective of 'her'.

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A few more days passed, and she was really bored. She once again used the perspective of 'her' to look at the outside world.

'She' was staying in the little room she had seen last time, with another pink-haired girl.

Those negative emotions seemed to only react to the girl with long pink hair, but the little girl with twin ponytails did not make her heart fluctuate at all.

One person and one fox are staying quietly, no one speaks, and the only movement is to drink the tea in the cup.

I don't quite understand the meaning of this. The way they get along with each other made her feel bored and drowsy after just waking up.

What is this doing?

With another doubt aroused, she sank back to the bottom of her consciousness, looking for those memories that 'her' kept.

As the second personality of the other party, she can see all the memories of 'her'.

But she kept these things sealed at the bottom of her consciousness and never touched them.

The only time was when she was just born, because of these memories, she had the urge to use energy to create that plant for 'her'.

Because she hated the feeling of being born for each other, she has never seen these memories since that time.

In fact, it's not a big deal, it's just a simple look at the memory, and it's probably a kind of hypocrisy not to look at it on purpose.

But it was precisely at this moment, after reading those memories, that she knew 'her' plan.

and many more!

Are you stupid?

Anger rose from her heart. This time, it was different from those inexplicable negative emotions. This was real anger produced by herself.

What kind of plan is this!

Sacrificing oneself to save others, being a scapegoat, such a thing, such a stupid thing, can it be called a plan? !

What should I do if you die?

There is no need to think about this question at all. Although she is the second personality of the other party, she is actually very selfish.

It's her own business to sacrifice herself, but in that case, wouldn't she also die along with it?

How could you be willing to do such a thing?

At this moment, the surging anger in his heart gradually merged with those negative emotions.

The anger that she didn't feel at first became her own anger.

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PS The mental journey of the second personality, this is the main line of this volume, don’t you want to see the cure, the ending of this main line is to be cured, it’s really not depressing

PS In fact, I didn't want to write so much, but if it is shortened, her emotional changes will become very abrupt. In order to deal with this, I wrote so much

Chapter 137 The 62nd string is accompanied by evil

Waking up from the nightmare again.

Looking at the pitch-black surroundings, he was a little dazed.

I can't remember how many times I woke up like this, but every time I still feel a little uncomfortable.

She couldn't even adapt to the existence of her being accompanied by "evil" all day long.

Should it be said that it was a nightmare after all? After waking up, it is unavoidable, and I will be in a daze for a while.

After all, human beings are afraid, nightmares or something.

No, she is not human.

She is not very willing to admit that she is human.

Sitting there curled up and squatting, he grabbed the long blood-red hair that was pressed under his body with his hands. After pulling it out, he threw it back without even looking at it, and let it hang down on his back.

He lowered his head and looked at his naked body, but because of the darkness, he couldn't see anything.

This is not because there is no light source, but because this is the bottom layer.

For any soul, it has precipitated the bottom layer of all darkness, which is extremely important.

A little boring.

Calculate the time, it's almost the same.

Thinking of this, she stood up, raised her head, and looked above her head.

It was still completely dark, and she couldn't see at all, but she didn't need to see anything.

In this heavy and dark place, she is like a fish in water, but her body is light and light, and she flies up with just a slight touch of her feet.

But in the final analysis, it is not certain whether this is considered to be upward, or whether it is flying.

After all, there is no so-called direction, and there is no so-called physical concept.

Everything is based on what she, or 'her' thinks.

Leaving that dark bottom layer, and then a dark red layer.

In fact, it should have been pitch black, but what caused it to turn dark red was the endless, blood-red aura.

Resentment, anger, pain, fear...

All kinds of negative emotions based on these are the main colors here.

Listening carefully, one can even detect that in each ray of blood-red breath, one cannot tell whose voice is whispering and longing.

Whispering the growing hatred, longing for meaningless destruction.

These are what she calls 'evil' and what 'she' regards as rubbish, a burden.

her burden.

Of course, with the passage of time, it has become her strength now.

Without any stop, this is not her destination, and continue to fly upwards.