Meteorite is a good thing

Meteorites and sunny days are all just laughed off

Red Deer

What an idiot

——Quoted from -earthmealfeat.asmi

-1-

The lightless darkness suddenly shook violently.

It was as if there was a huge hand at the top, violently tearing off the tape that sealed the outside of this space.

Miss W immediately looked up nervously - but still couldn't see anything clearly, nor did she get any response.

This cell is too dark.

She was very scared.

The last time the darkness of this place shook was when the warden opened the hole and dropped a torn body.

No matter how scheming or cunning she was, Miss W had never come into contact with darkness or corpses. Moreover, she had been alone in this terrifying cell for too long...

【Loneliness】is the most unbearable punishment for human beings.

At this moment, even if the person just thrown in was a nasty dog, it became the only breathing existence besides oneself.

As long as there are others...

She couldn't help but move towards the direction where the other guy's voice came from, and then moved again.

The guy had been lying on the ground without moving, and she groped for a while with her hands and finally found it.

I had originally just wanted to get as close as possible, but the darkness began to shake again, and from above came the piercing screams of an unknown person—

W immediately grabbed P's arm tightly.

Very tight.

This is purely a human instinctive reaction to fear.

-2-

But the arm over there happened to be his half-healed arm that had not yet grown back.

Her clenched hands squeezed the wound.

...It hurts a lot.

He doesn't like pain caused by anything other than M.

Mr. P frowned, raised his other recovered arm, and tore her hand apart with force.

Being touched felt bad, but being touched by W felt even worse.

He hates W.

-3-

Everyone who loves M will hate W to a greater or lesser extent.

After all, this person had achieved the number one position without any effort, a single preference, a determination to save it even after thousands of reverse flows, an unforgettable birth and origin that will never be forgotten...

Who doesn't hate W.

The warden loathed her, so once he gained power, he ripped her out of her eternal sleep and threw her back into this cell, a cell so terrifying to a human being... This was the cell where she had once been imprisoned and punished...

The same goes for Mr. P.

But he was used to being honest with himself, and he knew that this was more like ugly jealousy than hatred.

After all, Miss W is not a girl who would be hated. This kind, beautiful and slightly cunning human being has been with M and witnessed it thousands of times.

-4-

In thousands of failed tragedies, no matter how cold-hearted she appeared, this woman always sacrificed her life out of [kindness].

To the children, to the prostitute with whom she had conflicts of interest, to the kind man she met by chance, and to the 70-year-old man who was too old to run.

She is not ignorant of the world. She knows more than M and understands the price it will cost, but she can still firmly extend a helping hand.

She is a rare human being who can still be called "beautiful" despite many hardships.

Pure kindness is always beautiful, especially for twisted inhuman beings like them.

M was attracted by this beauty, stayed, and made a promise to protect it, wasn't it?

...It is normal that M happily chooses her death as his second rebirth and then goes crazy and risks everything to save her life. W just has that kind of charm.

Mr. P was well aware that Miss W was a beautiful and charming human being.

He had watched it time and time again, and saw it very clearly, but he was not moved by W's charm once.

-5-

This is a beautiful human being.

But I just hate her.

…never conflict.

Mr. P considers himself a good boy. Only bad guys would be so strongly attracted to [Innocent Kindness], right?

He has never cared about kindness, nor could he be attracted to it.

You know, W is the person that M had to go back to the world thousands of times to save, and he is the guy that M had deleted his memory from thousands of times and treated as a passerby.

He had spent fifty years trying his best to seduce her a little bit, but W could get her all with just a casual word "sister".

How could it not be annoying?

How could I not be...jealous?

-6-

Mr. P was jealous of his brother for having the blonde hair and blue eyes that fascinated M, and he was jealous of Miss W for having a unique position that would never be forgotten by M.

He can be "calm", but he can never learn to be magnanimous from the beginning.

But he is very smart after all.

I am very jealous and hate him, but the bottom line is there. I must never do anything bad like the warden did. That would be very stupid.

Some emotions should not be turned into actions from the beginning. The most appropriate way to deal with them is to vent them directly and use them to ask for and seduce M's further sympathy.

Adult vicious dogs have a very clear understanding of what to express and what to hide.

After all, he is not really a puppy who only knows how to act coquettishly and seek comfort.

Besides...

-7-

[Brother... please... brother! ]

Besides, he was his brother.

The relationship between Parsifal and the Organ is very delicate. They are twin beings, both human and non-human. Unlike the sisterly love between W and M, there have been many deaths and exploitations between them. The Organ does not think that Parsifal is a very beautiful and kind person.

However, they are indeed reflections of each other and share that past.

No matter how jealous the organ is of his brother's beautiful eyes or sexy body, he will definitely protect him.

Even though Parsifal was also in the organization that wanted to kill M, Organ would still carry the unconscious him to the bed and make his quilt straight.

but……

-8-

What does W have to do with him?

He is not his brother, so he does not need to endure jealousy or provide protection.

Coming to rescue her was just to comply with the terms of cooperation and prevent M from going crazy again.

He would not do anything stupid or bad to her, but he did not need to be too gentle.

To be honest, Mr. P never took the warden who was obsessed with M seriously - M didn't even remember who the warden was, so why should he care - the only person he seriously cared about was W.

If we really want to use the somewhat childish and funny word "rival in love" as an example, W is the "rival in love" he admits to having.

...Of course, that's just if.

Mr. P understood that he and Ms. W had no chance of winning against each other.

How could [the only sister] be compared with [someone of the opposite sex with whom I have some sexual interest]? No matter how many tricks she uses, she cannot win.

Only smart people would not compare "100% pure family love" with "one-night stands that are OK with just sex". Mr. P himself cannot answer questions like "If your brother and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save?" After all, the person asking the question is M. M couldn't have been pushed into the water, she could only have jumped in on her own. If he disturbed her and she drowned herself, she might get angry and jump out and drown him too.

Well, this is just an assumption.

M is not the kind of person who would ask questions like "xx and I fell into the water."

M should be the guy who would ask the question "Would you choose to fall into the sea or into a fire pit?"

-9-

To sum up, all he can do is try his best to avoid competing with W.

Mr. P is probably the guy in the world who most wants to stay away from and not provoke a "rival in love."

...But this is definitely not a reason to allow her to touch him.

-10-

Mr. P shook W's hand aside with considerable force, his heart filled with waves of disgust.

It's not just W, he really hates being touched.

Ever since the Gray Witch pinched his cheeks and called him a puppy, ever since the teachers in the monastery forced him to wear a white dress, ever since the adults in masks gestured for him to take off his clothes...

[Touch] itself made him sick. Once someone else's fingers and skin came close to his own skin, it felt like it was stained with the dirtiest blood.

He washes his hands an average of three times a day when he has normal contact with colleagues through his clothes during working hours.

However, at this moment, an indescribable cry came from above.

Miss W didn't notice his disgust. As soon as her hand was shaken away, she clenched it back tightly, still pinching the wound on his arm.

As a human being, she had been imprisoned in this dark and silent cell for too long. The bursts of strange noises at this moment made her even more frightened, and all her attention was focused on the darkness above.

However, the invisible giant hand above seemed to tear something apart again, and the entire cell was shaken again, more violently than any previous shaking.

Miss W began to tremble again, and even though the cell was shaking violently, Mr. P could hear the sound of her teeth chattering.

-11-

He wanted to tear her hand apart again, but paused and then put it down.

He realized that W was really frightened and at a loss as to what to do.

...are ordinary humans.

【fear】

Mr. P couldn't help but think of his brother's panic-stricken look in the cage, and the child holding his arms tightly countless times.

He didn't understand why his brother was so scared and why he wanted to run away.

Even death is just a pain that happens an average of three times a day, so what else is there to be afraid of?

...But this idea is wrong.

Of course they cannot get used to death. Only a twisted madman like the Organ would treat death as his three meals a day and like to praise death.

No normal life can get used to death. Death itself should be a one-time, short-term experience.

So Parsifal was afraid in the cage where he had slept and rested, and W was also afraid in the cell where he had slept and rested.

Mr. P felt the force on his arm and suddenly understood something, feeling a little dazed.

No wonder M hopes she rests in peace.

-12-

W must have been afraid of M before.

M loves her sister so much, and focuses almost all her attention on W. She definitely knows W better than I do...

Although she was a fool, she could still sense these things.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have shown that expression in those endless reversals of the world.

So, in the past, every time when M was with W, he would have a clear understanding... about the fact that "my sister and I will eventually take different paths"... self-awareness?

-13-

Mr. P couldn't help but laugh, out of some extremely bad mentality.

"M himself clearly understands that he and W cannot walk the same path forever." For him, who has been watching M chasing W's back, this is a very happy thing.

But after hearing my own laughter, that little bit of weird funny feeling disappeared.

He flattened his mouth.

...isn't funny.

[He gets along with the other person with the self-awareness that the other person will never be able to walk the same path as him], he should understand best how terrible this feeling is.

M shouldn't have to experience this feeling.

This feeling is so strong and painful that it can turn a calm and bad prisoner into a crying stray dog.

...Did it also turn her into a stray cat who kept wandering around drunk and dancing, and began to desire complete suicide?

This is not funny at all.

-14-

P only hopes that M and P can be friends with the same interests and play together. P does not want M to be a stray animal like himself.

He didn't want this two-way rush.

He wants...

-15-

While Miss W was still staring at the nothingness above her with great tension, she suddenly felt the thing she was holding move.

He sat up and his skin seemed to have regained some warmth.

"I'm almost fully recovered. Let's go."

"But up there..."

"The noises up there are terrifying. I'm guessing they're the commotions Miss M caused in the Eternal Life Society after she emerged from the Twin Worlds. But those noises won't destroy this place. Let's seize the opportunity and go."

"...Leave? Where to? Is there still a place like this..." Isn't this the Eternal Life Society?

There was a rustling sound, and it was Mr. P who propped himself up and stood up.

The smell of blood still lingered in the darkness, but it was much lighter than before.

"Let's go." He said calmly, "I was chopped to pieces and fell into this place on purpose just to rescue you."

Miss W keenly noticed that the sarcasm in his words had disappeared.

He suddenly resigned, and his attitude towards me changed drastically... And he kept talking about "here" from just now...

She was confused, nervous, and scared. She pinched herself hard again and tried to concentrate on thinking again.

-16-

Where is [here]?

And, most importantly...

"I, I seem to be unconscious."

Miss W pinched her arm hard and muttered, "I don't know how long I've been in this strange cell. I've lost consciousness. I... no matter how much I pinch myself... even though I became an inexplicable half-undead state before... I... I can still feel the pain..."

Mr. P was very calm: "You were conscious. The arm you pinched is mine."

Ms. W: “…”

"You even pinched my wound. I can tell you, being pinched hurts. It hurts a lot."

Ms. W: “…”

"I will take you away from this trembling darkness. Quickly and completely, so there's no need to be afraid. Can you let go now?"

Miss W immediately let go of her hand: "...Ahem! I'm sorry... I just..."

"It doesn't matter."

-17-

His voice somehow fit in perfectly with the darkness, like a prisoner who had escaped long ago and returned to his cell: "It's normal to feel afraid here."

-18-

Whether human or non-human.

...whether they are the same or different.

Even if you have the clearest and most painful self-awareness, when facing the guy you clearly like, you must take firm action to pursue him.

——It’s not a pursuit, it’s just chasing the past.

How can we use the word "pursue" when we cannot obtain something from the beginning?

But you must chase the past - be honest with your feelings to the other person and tell her what you have paid for -

Why?

No reason.

This is just a weird pursuit of ritual by a guy who loves art. P hates any form of failure. Even if it is rejection or brokenness, it must get a confirmed and affirmative result.

Whether it's writing music or falling in love.

You will know the result only after you put pen to paper.

...Unfortunately, this strange emotional insight came too late and was not very timely. By the time he truly felt "like" and could really summarize all his love-related memories, he had already lost the friend with whom he could talk about strange topics.

-19-

Nonsense, how can I be friends with M with such a messy and tangled past?

Either you get what you want, or you lose everything.

Resigning from your job after a breakup is no joke.

Although I still hold onto hope, I'll still wait for M's response after she remembers everything, and I'm still wondering if I can still find a way to slip in some pathetic seduction when her mind is full of "sister, sister"...

Mr. P’s “psychological awareness of a broken heart” is also fully prepared.

He absolutely, absolutely didn't want to cry like crazy for another two weeks, so he quit his job, took a vacation, and went to another world to write songs and play games.

If you treat love as a "gamble" and have already lost a lot of things in it, it is basic to do a good risk assessment this time.

You should know that Mr. P has already extended his prediction route from "after resigning" to planning which world and which subway station he will go to to play guitar and become a street singer.

-20-

Because, compared to the unattainable and almost zero probability of success of "becoming a couple" - Mr. P now looks back on himself and always feels that he and Miss M still want to maintain the position of "good friends" the most.

I like her very, very much. But if I can't catch her, if I get rejected, if she ignores me again...

It doesn't matter if you don't have a relationship.

Anyway, they had never had a kiss between lovers, and he didn't really like the kind of intimacy that was only for couples at night.

As a boss and a friend, Miss M can do anything to him, but after becoming a "couple", there will definitely be expansion of various demands and various dissatisfactions.

All the things that happened before... were because we were playing the game in tacit understanding, and because I didn't understand the feeling of truly liking someone...

This time I completely understand what "like" means. If I were to encounter the rude commands like "You're boring and annoying, shut up" that she always said when we were dating before...

Mr. P definitely doesn't want to cry out his true feelings in front of M.

Apart from anything else, she likes blue eyes so much that she would definitely feel disgusted if she saw her eyes red from crying.

-twenty one-

so……

It is also suitable for those who are not in a relationship. Zero risk and high reward.

It would be best if I could be friends with her again.

If we could still be friends, if I could completely let go of these emotions and talk to her calmly about the past...

Mr. P thought that this "sense of ritual" in pursuing results must be taught to his good friends.

-twenty two-

How can you be so stupid?

I've planned dozens of "psychological preparations for a second heartbreak" and comforted myself in advance, "It's okay if we don't fall in love, as long as we can be friends." But the first thing I have to do is wait for your reply and response. I have to give these efforts a "result" -

How could you bury all your efforts without saying a word, giving everything for your favorite sister, but holding on to the self-awareness that "we are different", and not even going to see her for the last time?

Tell her.

Tell her what you have done and what you have given, tell her that you are happy to see her, that you hope she will continue to sleep peacefully no matter what, that her ending makes you happy, and that you never regret meeting her.

You should hug each other and confirm that each other is the most important and only one.

No matter what, you must tell her seriously to put an end to your long efforts.

This is advice from my ex, and also emotional teaching from a friend.

You have too many things to miss, M...

I have so much more to share with you.

I now have a say in topics like heartbreak, not having unrequited love, and choosing the right person to love.

Compared to the superficial fantasy of falling in love, I still want to put these...

-twenty three-

[No matter what, please let me continue chatting with you as a friend], I will ask you even though I know the answer.

Words must be spoken sincerely along with actions to form a complete music score.

M You have always been stupid. You still have a lot to learn and many new things you have not experienced.

I really hope we can still be friends...

-twenty four-

"Can you really take me out? Where are you taking me? What on earth is this place?"

Miss W asked, vaguely feeling a crack in the darkness: "Are you going to send me back?"

"No."

Mr. P replied: "Before I go back, I will take you to meet M."

-25-

"As for this place... it's the prison of eternal life, the cell for eternal prisoners."

-26-

——M suddenly split the ground.

The Eternal Life Game, which had been tampered with by his subordinates, had collapsed long ago. Following the structure diagram he had hacked out from the background of the game, the Eternal Life Club headquarters was also vulnerable.

But, I can't find it.

In order to protect Little P, a special mark was left...

He is not of this world.

Where is he?

-27-

It feels so close... and yet so far...

M jumped into the building complex that he had previously destroyed, hid the giant sickle, and used the black shadow to condense a nail gun in his hand.

The giant sickle has a very wide range of destruction, and the destroyed units are generally at the "world" level. Xiao P's coordinates are very vague, and she is a little afraid that using the giant sickle will affect him.

"...Mingming ordered him to wait where he was."

Miss M couldn't help but mutter, ignoring the screams and roars of the evil spirits around her, as well as the sneak attacks that took advantage of the situation.

If it were before, she would be very happy because it was fun to watch; now she has no interest at all.

What's the fun in watching? Your partner is about to run away!

——I asked him to wait there obediently, but he turned around and disappeared. I asked him to listen to my reply, but he refused to take it seriously. After becoming a ghost, his whereabouts became more and more erratic. The power of his original body was also very subtle. I couldn't tie him up at home. What if he just casually slipped away to some world with his guitar on his back and continued to look for "love substitutes" to write love songs?

-28-

He shouldn't even think about it. That natural scumbag, frigid, psychopath.

...By the way, wasn't it him who suggested this "love game"?! He suggested it himself, and then I made it a reality, so he should take full responsibility!

Where did she go? Even if she performed poorly in the game, you should at least give her a second chance. It's not like I deliberately "abandoned" her so many times. You and I decided on the major amnesia points together.

-29-

The more M thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more guilty he felt.

…Break up if you want to break up, divorce if you want to divorce. In which world is there a rule that says you can’t remarry after divorce? …Where is he hiding? Why doesn’t he wait for her right there? Does he think that by sending her to his memory as agreed before, he can end the whole plan and leave…Uh, when they made the plan, they were friends, not superiors and subordinates. After he remembered everything, he thought the superior-subordinate relationship was a disguise, so there was nothing wrong with giving up on obeying her orders…But we clearly agreed to play games, I’m not cruel and I didn’t let him down…Why did he just turn around and leave? At the very least, he should stay and have a successful prison escape banquet together so that she can test the waters or something…Uh uh uh…

M was irritable, guilty and worried, but he didn't stop the shrunken nail gun in his hand, which kept blasting a bunch of brains of the Eternal Life Society evil spirits.

-30-

A good friend, a good partner, the first person you fell in love with, the first person you divorced.

——She had only just begun to develop the brain area capable of thinking about emotional relationships less than a day ago, and now so much rich and substantial information was being crammed into her head. It was too difficult for her to seize the opportunity immediately to win back the guy who had all of the above identities, right?

Because we are not talking about feelings.

...It was the truth! Now that I think about it, every single one of that guy's reasons for divorce was the most straightforward truth!!

But what's wrong with being in a relationship... What's wrong with kissing and hugging... Even if it's just acting and they develop other relationships without realizing it... You can't... You can't...

Try talking to me about feelings.

-31-

M raised his hand and nailed the open mouth of a demon, then grabbed a scaly tail and smashed it downwards to create a large empty hole.

[I am not interested in either male or female.]

She grabbed the corpse's tail and hammered the hole, just like kicking a trash can with a shoe.

No!

No!

You are neither female nor male, non-human mental illness is outside the range of male and female!

I don't know how long ago the promise was already expired - I didn't even know how to roll in the sheets at that time, but I was talking about this. What do I know? I was just talking nonsense - even pudding is more real than the nonsense I said at that time -

M hammered the evil spirit into pieces in great distress. Seeing that there was nothing in the hole on the ground, he pulled another evil spirit over.

Where is Little P? Where did he go? He should show up. He——

-32-

He likes me so much when we play games, why can't he continue to like me?

I want to date Little P... I want to remarry Little P... I want kisses and hugs, and I want Little P to help me sort out the overwhelming amount of information in my head... Woohoo...

My head hurts.

Don't want to think.

——Xiao P should always be responsible for helping me think!!

Xiao P can’t leave… If Xiao P leaves, what will happen to my brain… Without a brain, it’s even more impossible to get Xiao P back, he’s so smart…

Miss M, almost annoyed, began stomping her feet and hammering the world barrier with the corpse of the evil spirit: "I! Want! My! Head!!"

Straighten me out! Straighten me out now! And then figure out a 100% success rate method for getting back together!

She shouted at the rumbling world barrier: "I want my brain—"

-33-

The World Barrier has been destroyed beyond recognition by the corpses of evil spirits and energy fragments, and the World Barrier probably doesn't want to pay attention to her.

By this time, Miss M had already beaten up every evil spirit she could see. She had no choice but to abandon the corpses and directly attack with her fists, like a helpless and furious drunkard hammering on a wall: "Give me your brains—"

World Barrier: "..."

Probably because it had never heard such an outrageous request before, the world barrier suddenly cracked.

——The Eternal Life Society headquarters shattered with a loud bang, and the indigo light exploded into a huge cross——

Beneath the shattered world, within the ruins of the Eternal Life Society, a red lake gurgled out, covering everything, drowning everything, suppressing everything—

And the [Prison of Eternal Life] finally slowly emerged from the surface of the Red Lake.

-34-

It is the cornerstone of the Eternal Life Society, the warden's source of energy, and the origin of this circle of worlds.

It is the midpoint of eternity.

-35-

——But none of this matters. The shocking facts that the Eternal Life Society hides the twin world of the System World, that the twin world and the Eternal Life Society are broken apart, that there is a Red Lake, and that the Eternal Life Prison is hidden under three layers of worlds are completely unimportant——

The important thing is that M, who had hammered down the barrier in mid-air, lowered his head and met P's eyes.

-36-

Actually, it wasn't quite right. She couldn't see his expression clearly from the distance.

But he could immediately realize that he was standing there, at the edge of the huge, rugged reef at the top of the Eternal Life Prison, leaning against the door of a dark little church.

P seemed to have seen her as well. He gave her the same smile he gave when he was a subordinate in the past, waved his hand to say hello, and then immediately pointed in a direction.

M looked in the direction of his finger.

I saw W sitting on the rocks in a daze.

-37-

M didn't even think twice. She dived down like a splash of black paint, rushing towards where W was.

W looked up, as if a little afraid of the black banshee who had smashed the world apart. However, the vastness of the sky blurred all his imperfect hesitations. When M arrived here—

Her eyes are still gentle and her smile is still bright.

"Sister, long time no see."

M landed on the big reef with a "bang", his breathing rapid, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes brighter than the cross light that exploded when the world shattered, like a prisoner who was desperately seeking the truth and had received enlightenment.

-38-

Mr. P did not continue to watch what happened on the reef. He smiled, turned around and disappeared behind the chapel.

The jailbreak plan had not yet been completed, and it was no longer appropriate for him to be a bystander.

-39-

However, when he stepped into the church, just as he was about to put what he had prepared for a long time on the scarlet stage—

A very, very, very loud shout, which could probably be heard by the entire Eternal Life Prison, exploded from the back.

-40-

M held W's shoulders tightly with both hands and shouted:

"Sister, sister, sister! Give me your brain! I want to pursue my first love, the one I'm super into for the first time in my life!!"

Ms. W: “…”

Miss W seemed to hear someone fall down with a "thump" behind her.

But she couldn't confirm it. She was really in a trance and her eardrums were buzzing from the yelling.

"Um...I'm a little deaf. Say it again."!