Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The scene was surrounded by a huge sky curtain, which was difficult to see under the night curtain. Among them, the magic circle that was originally shining, at this time, most of the area was also covered by fog. When the light dims and the fog thickens, this crossroad is full of lost feelings. Even if people who are familiar with this area usually have the illusion of walking into a strange labyrinth, they cannot find the right way back. . This is a situation that often occurs in the place where the fog is diffused, and the unknown and strange appearance of the fog is more familiar to me. In the shadows, in the corners, and where the sight cannot be captured, it always makes people feel something. The monster is eager to move around, and unless it really comes out of this mist, it can never be confirmed, whether it is an illusion or something.

Fear stems from the unknown, but also from the perceived obscurity. Even the means of network **** cannot avoid the horror brought about by this characteristic of gray fog. This kind of thing, no matter who used it, when and where it appeared, and how it was released, has never changed the nature of this strong anomaly.

My communication with another one ended in this silent anomaly. Our conversation seemed to be conducted in a separate space and time. Even, it made me feel that it was not through the mouth, but through the mind. dialogue. We stare at each other and confirm our respective existence and cognition. This process is quite long on the timeline of my perception. However, when I come back to God, once again, in a true sense, surrounded by the information around me , Only to realize that other people's negotiations have just begun.

The feeling was like standing in the center of the lake. The water of the lake was once separated, leaving an open space that only allowed me and another one to stand, and after the end. The water from the lake that had been separated came from all directions, but in a flash, all the areas were submerged. Only the turbulent undercurrent was pushing the body.

The other one is almost the same. Although we are embodied as two individuals at this time, our hearts. But it is unprecedentedly closely connected. This kind of connection is tough, of course, and cannot be divided. Through this kind of spider web-like connection, I subconsciously feel that I understand another of my heart, and also subconsciously think. The same is true for the other party.

We have nothing to hide from each other.

Perhaps this is because we are an essential one, only divided into two on the surface.

There will be only one Gaochuan in the end-such a view has never been so clear and clear like this. That is no longer an inference, a belief, a choice, but such a change.

I turned my eyes away from the other one, and I could also feel that the other one did the same. Although there is no detailed communication, but my ideas have been known to him. And his approval also rose from the depths of the soul at the same time. Under this wonderful induction, language seems to have become useless. We look in the same direction, the silk thread of the Ray Magic Array has spread to the shell of the black ball demon, so that the black ball, which has always been passive and silent, increasingly has a sense of "core".

Although the one-eyed stone gate of the netball is still pressing step by step and is about to succeed, I still do n’t think it can catch up with Father Edward ’s actions. The network ball members who just gathered. The one-eyed stone door has been put aside, as if only by doing so can he take a breath. Obviously that one-eyed stone door is not a good thing without side effects, and it can also be judged. At this time, the one-eyed stone door no longer needs the strength of the netball members to support it. Before the door is closed by external forces, the gray fog will only surge along the inertia.

The file and two subordinates are negotiating with Father Sisen. The file and the members of several mysterious organizations on the other side have some friendship. Father Sisen ’s battle plan was carried out because of the arrival of another file team and me. The final amendment. Even at this time, those people did not miss their eyes on me and another one. I think they actually understand, or just understand, my apparent relationship with another. The way I appear, the similarity between me and another one, only requires a certain amount of intelligence, and I can draw some superficial answers from the clues-even if it is not the final correct answer, but I and another There must be a close relationship, but this can be seen by people with a clear eye.

Another person who participated deeply in the London meeting could not hide his secrets in pervasive monitoring, unless it was locked in his heart, just like "Jiang".

And I have already come out.

Perhaps, before I came out, another I had not concealed my existence.

In the world of ideology, I have not encountered other conscious walkers less.

My existence, my relationship with another one, has long been a secret. Only those who know this secret can never imagine the nature and meaning of my relationship with another one.

"It really looks like."

"Is it twins?"

"I heard that it was schizophrenia and a means of conscious walking. The one who looks like a teenager is actually an old monster."

"Although I heard that the two sides are hostile, in order to avoid today's situation, the young man also looked for the online ball and wanted to get their help."

"However, is the result still the same? The online ball also seems to be unreliable."

"No, I think it's better. Since the conscious walker came out, the boarding young people, in a sense, are completely clean, aren't they?"

"I don't think that their relationship is an enemy."

"I think so, they see each other, but they do nothing, and looking at the other person's eyes is definitely not looking at the enemy's eyes. That kind of staring, tweeting, made me smell the passion."

"Love and hate?"

"Yes, yes, that's how it feels! It must be so! There must be a poignant emotional story."

"What you said made me feel a kind of decay coming from the depths of my soul. Take away your dirty hands! Geek."

"In any case, just fight now without it. Waiting for what will happen is to let them vent their energy."

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Whispering words such as this are constantly ringing in my mind through the observation of chain judgment, but. I don't care at all. In other words, after confirming another me, there is nothing in the world that can be of particular interest to me, as if the future is complete. Without any regrets, I can go all out to do something with a sense of freedom, so that my body and soul seem to "lighten" a little bit. I looked around at the scene of the ruins, and I was clearly here, but I felt independent of the scene. I have a feeling. Today's self, there is nothing to restrain, even the demons with space power before.

I will become faster and more unstoppable.

I know that my changes will definitely be felt by another one. And my characteristics will be seen in the depths of his heart, because I am also the same, very intuitive, emotional, as if permeating the essence. He sensed his change-unlike me, he became more "hard", which is more intuitive, more comprehensive and powerful than the speed sweep superpower, not only the body, but also feedback on the heart .

I know very well that he cannot catch me, and I cannot hurt him. The difference between us is like the difference between the hardest shield and the sharpest wind.

Isn't this a matter of course? Every doomsday illusion should be the only Gaochuan. There will always be your own strength and pride. It doesn't matter what kind of factors make it stronger, and what chances and help you got in this process, "Gaochuan is the strong". Is the inevitable and only result. In other words, it must be the result.

Among all Gaochuan, I never felt that I was the strongest, and I never felt that Gaochuan behind me could never be stronger than me. What I have done is inherited from Gaochuan in the past, and what I have to do that I failed to finish, will also be passed on to Gaochuan after me. This means that the future me, the future Gaochuan, must Have the ability to break my limits, and this is my wish before death.

My resurrection is just an accident, a miracle, it is a manifestation of some profound changes in the patient's condition in Gaochuan. Even if I did not recover, the other I was sticking to my own path and moving towards the dream and responsibility of "Gaochuan". Even without my plan, the other I also had a "possible success" plan.

If I did not recover.

Perhaps, another one will succeed and completely end this story.

Perhaps, the other I will fail, but it will certainly be like me, like Gaochuan in the past, to entrust everything he has and dreams to the latter Gaochuan, and the new Gaochuan will use his own way. , Chasing the light of hope.

Today, I have witnessed this miraculous, unbroken inheritance. Even if this inheritance stands on another front, but since what Gao Gao deserves has never been lost on him, what reason is there to complain, blame, and oppose?

I felt so much joy in the bottom of my heart.

I am extremely pleased with his persistence.

I am extremely happy with his strength.

I feel extremely happy about his cognition and feelings.

I am extremely happy that he has his own way and plan.

His existence proves that I, who had failed and died, is not useless.

So strong, so good. I looked up at the sky that was already covered by the fog. There was only one idea: I was strong, and I did not shake my plan. However, even if I can overcome now, then the other me must go further than me.

But that is impossible.

I admit that I am powerful and existential. I don't mind another plan and road, nor do I completely deny the correctness and possibility of success of that plan and road. However, I want to prove that my plan and road are correct and meaningful.

Waiting for me, not only Misaki Ye and them, but also Jiang!

No matter, whether it is the reflection of Zhenjiang or the reflection of "virus". For me, reality does not only exist in the "reality level". My birth is in the illusion of doomsday. My continuation is also from the illusion of doomsday. In my life, the adventure and life and death of my life are all penetrated by the existence of "jiang" Zuo Jiang. They are all true, they are my most treasured treasures, and my dearest love.

I am Gao Chuan, but it is not "all Gao Gaochuan". What I observed and experienced in the illusion of doomsday. All belong to me alone and constitute my existence. Other things that Gaochuan does not have, even if they do, have different things. And this unique thing is the best gift for me from destiny. I do exist, not a phantom proof.

I will look back to the past and bear the responsibility of the past, but I will never go to the past because. What I have is already by my side, and what I am about to achieve is right in front of me.

I don't mind, later I became the terminator of this story. However, I hope that I can become the terminator of this story and end all the tragedies as I expected.

My truth. It's always in my heart, clutching it in my hand.

My mood is so calm, like the whole soul is silent, and then, my body begins to heat up, and in this calm and silence, the blood is like lava. Depressed, rolling, roaring. It's like a bright red fire, yelling loudly to let me seize the victory!

"Start, start. Start, start ..." I whispered, my voice grew louder, the people on the other side turned their eyes, they were silent, surprised, puzzled, scrutinized ... They don't know why I am talking to myself like a lunatic, but the other one, I know.

"Why not attack? Now that the black ball demon is contained, as long as an attack is launched, it will be dragged into the Valpus night." The person of the netball questioned with a little dissatisfaction.

"But I don't think so." Father Sisen replied calmly, "More importantly ..."

"This is our choice." Q said firmly.

"You! You guys!" The blood on the face of the netball members suddenly rose, "It's unreasonable to make trouble! Regardless of the overall situation! Now that we are in a weak position, let us drag us into its chosen battlefield, Do you think we really have the possibility of escape? I understand, you guys, are the lurkers of the Doomsday Truth? And you, Father Sissen, do you think you can possibly return to the Doomsday Truth? "

"Don't make a fuss, young man." Father Sissen patted the young netball member's shoulder calmly without any shame. Then, he looked around the others and said, "Is there any problem? So, the plan is like this deal."

"Ok, deal."

"It's fun."

"It's still such a refreshing battle."

"Whose deer died is not necessarily the case."

This kind of answer makes the young people of the internet ball anxious and corrupted, and looks at the expressions of everyone with the same idiot gaze.

"You guys! Do you know when it is now?" He could not help shouting.

Others didn't answer, just smiled coldly, and turned their eyes to the black ball.

In the end, how many places are not covered by the fog, which can no longer be seen from our side. The thick fog fog blurs the view ten meters away, but it can still be confirmed that the magic circle of light is still slow and Resolutely operating. At the next moment, the scene began to fluctuate, and everything you could see with your eyes, even your own body, seemed to twist around like dough.

Temporary data hedging began.

Everyone else was prepared for such a change, and gathered together to form one team after another. The members of the Netball also had to put down the idea of ​​persuasion and focus all their attention on this change. Their faces were a little dazed. This scene was obviously a change in space, but whether the source was the one-eyed stone door or the light Magic circle, but can not directly judge. However, if it is them, it is natural to prefer the one-eyed stone gate. The mist from the inside does show a strong repression of the magic circle, and it is them who fight in the night of Valpus. Think the best way.

The file squad has returned to me, and the file's gaze stays on my face from time to time. She whispered another me, about me, but the answer she got was not completely true, because the complicated truth was not understandable in a short time.

Then, when the swing was so large that the contours of the body began to blur, l came to me. Another one, together with the file squad, also came to my side. Father Sisen and his black nest companions, as well as more squads, began to center on us, as if spread out like wings.

At the next moment, UU reading www.uukakanshu.com was in darkness.

The complex has a little light, and it quickly rotates in the endless darkness, zooms in, and swallows us in one breath.

When the specific scene reappeared in the field of vision, it was a huge square, and the cliff-like front, which was like an ant cave, dotted with dense caves, rooms and steps. The bare, heavy loess and stone texture makes it difficult to feel the life's movement, only the primitive, simple, depressive and desolate, and a strong sense of exoticism in the extraordinary world, and the bustling urban scene not long ago, forming the most distinctive Comparison.

However, this does not mean that there is no one here.

The huge black ball demon stands on the square, and around it, it has spread backwards into the space of the cliff, and even the cave-like cave room is full of living bodies-human form, non-human creatures, whole body The sorcerer shrouded in black robe, like a silent army, waited and overlooked us.

In the air, the sound of rusty gears turning up makes people feel that the whole space is crunching.

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