The broken scenes in the dream slowly become real memories, a vague fragment of a story begins to become a part of one's own life, and the personality is like a scrambled Rubik's Cube, showing inconsistent colors.
Sometimes he would chat with you as usual, talking about where to go for tea in the afternoon, but on another day, he would hide in the garbage station on the street, looking for some special food, as if he used to eat it often.
Or maybe you were having a lot of fun playing together, but he suddenly starts crying again and talks about an experience that is extremely unfamiliar to you, leaving you at a loss.
The sacred personality is no longer sacred, just like a street wall that can be painted on at will and changed at will.
Some people began to deliberately spread this infectious poison, causing those they envied to degenerate and reveal their usual twisted and ugly appearance. Others wanted to experience something new and change their hopeless and miserable lives, so they took the initiative to experience this excitement.
This special race, hidden among normal people and only discovered at a certain moment, reminds people of the crazy vampires in the early years of the True Red Empire in history. Later, history recorded it as the "Cursed Blood Rebellion."
Although it still ends in a twisted death, some lives do not care, thinking it is just the difference between dying early and dying late. If infected, they may be infected with a trace of the eternity of the chaotic phantom. Even if their own soul consciousness is shattered, they can still spread certain memory fragments.
Therefore, even if the government strictly prohibits and thoroughly investigates, this special existence can still be found in the hidden corners of society. They are no longer human beings, but have not yet become chaotic phantoms that have completely lost consciousness. They are like demons walking in the world, wearing human skin.
Over the past few decades, although the "Cursed Blood Rebellion" did not cause large-scale deaths, it brought huge impact and damage to the entire social structure. Distrust permeated the civilization, and all matters required extremely strict recording and comparison before they could be recognized. Any images, words, memories, etc. that were not filed in the central database were regarded as jokes and fictions.
People's social activities have been greatly reduced, and many people have begun to reject and fear physical contact and vowed to remain isolated for life. Anyway, extremely advanced virtual reality technology can replace many of the actual contacts that were needed in the past.
The process of eliminating the "Cursed Blood Rebellion" is extremely long. In fact, even after the official announcement that the curse no longer exists, many individuals within the civilization still do not believe it. The entire society is immersed in a relatively "cold" state, depression is common, and countless people commit suicide, unable to find the meaning of life.
Sitting in a quiet room, Loran Hill flipped through the diaries he had written over the years. Outside was a city at night with snow falling. In the distance, neon lights flashed words and pictures, blurring the frost-covered floor-to-ceiling windows.
There was a constant flow of traffic on the street below the high-rise building, and golden light flowed back and forth. In a corner of the desk, an old music player was still spinning slowly, playing the slightly fuzzy and hoarse music from hundreds of years ago.
The pages of the book slowly turn, time flows quietly, the silver hair on the white pajamas hangs down, and the light blue eyes are filled with nostalgia.
Before he knew it, those slender fingers had turned to the last page of the book.
[Thus, under the leadership of that silver-haired figure, people finally escaped this tenth disaster that swept across civilization and slowly emerged from the shadow of the past.]
The true end of all disasters is the thrilling journey of uniting many races to explore the deep sea of Ekaka, delving into another unfamiliar cosmic dimension, solving the source of all magical tides, and understanding the true origin of mana and even supernatural power.
[His Highness Loranhill entered the Sea of Aegeka and reached the other side of another universe. From there, the magical tides that had been turbulent for ten thousand years ceased, and the eternal characteristics that remained in all chaotic illusions began to fade, slowly dissolving into the world like ordinary fragments of consciousness.]
All things began to return to their original vitality, but she sank forever into the depths of the ever-dark Aegeka Sea, never to return.
To this day, we still mourn the silver-haired figure who led humanity out of the Dark Ages, overcame numerous difficulties, and brought about miracles. Her songs resounded throughout the galaxy, her name was etched into the world, and her deeds will never be forgotten. She is the memory and symbol of the entire galaxy.
[To our great Sage of Clancia, Witch of Stars and Miracles, Songstress of Flame, Founder of the Alliance of Flowers and Verdurous Stars, Phoenix of the Blue Orchid Dynasty, Supreme Leader of the United Government, Original Pure Wind of Change, Final Angel of the End, His Highness Roland Hill.]
The words end here, and below is the small lyrics in the center, depicting the pictures and scenes that are engraved in time.
"Two beautiful colors clearly separate the sky"
The girl glanced at the beautiful sky
"There is a dividing line carved between the two skies"
She clasped the fairy tale book tightly in her arms.
"Two beautiful colors clearly separate the sky"
The girl glanced at the beautiful sky
"There is a dividing line carved between the two skies"
She put the book aside and gazed up.
"Those are two different worlds."
In that fairy tale book
"It tells the story of humans and fairies fighting together for their hometown."
"Those are two different worlds."
The girl walks along the dividing line
The rain follows her steps
"The raindrops that look like her tears"
"Two beautiful colors clearly separate the sky"
The girl glanced at the beautiful sky
"There is a dividing line carved between the two skies"
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