Chapter 249 Epilogue: Beautiful Dreams (Part 2) (Inverted V) My "One...
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"...Okay? Hello?"
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"Hey, grandma, why is she ignoring me?"
"Ignore you? How could this happen? Let me see..."
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"Oh, yeah, [All Beings] have clearly already activated, so why isn't she moving?"
"Grandma, Grandma, I remember you have a [Skill], right? Will that be useful? Can it make her 'wake up'?"
"I do have a [Skill], but Xiaobao, once you use that [Skill], your puppet will truly come alive. Unlike Grandma's puppets for performances, it will have its own consciousness and thoughts. In other words, it will be like a human being. Is that okay with you?"
"What's wrong with me?"
"For example, what if it becomes hostile to you and wants to kill you?"
"No, Grandma, she won't think that. I won't let her," the young girl said firmly, standing before me. "Just like you weren't afraid of me killing you and taking me home, I'm not afraid of her killing me either. I'll let her grow up well, develop the right values, and become an absolutely good person."
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"Okay, then grandma will agree to you." The old woman touched the girl's head lovingly, and her wrinkled hands stretched closer and closer to me.
"Grandma is the best! Thank you, Grandma!"
Then, those hands covered my eyes, and a strange feeling spread throughout my body, like burning fire or flooding water.
After a period of suffocation and expansion, I felt for the first time what "air" was. It flowed around me, and I inhaled it into my nose and mouth madly and in big gulps. It went down my trachea, filled my lungs, and then was exhaled by me. This feeling was wonderful, incredible, and made me tremble.
Then, I felt the blood flowing through my limbs, my bones connecting to my muscles, and I started moving again and again.
But, like a baby who is just learning to walk, I staggered and fell. I fell off the table and landed heavily on the ground. I opened my mouth and wanted to say something, but only whimpering sounds came out of my throat.
I was shocked at first that I could actually speak, and then I was filled with ecstasy, my blood boiling.
From a puppet who could only be manipulated by others, to becoming a "human being", I felt ecstasy, and then fear. I was afraid that if those people knew, would they...
"You have been set to 'absolute truth'!"
"You have been set up as 'Absolute Good and Evil'!"
"I'm sorry. Although Xiaobao wants to believe that you will be a good person, I cannot allow someone who can hurt her to stay by her side forever."
Will they kill me?
"Little doll, oh my god, you finally woke up!" The girl carefully picked me up from the ground, then rubbed me affectionately. She said, "I knew you could do it. You are worthy of being our little doll!"
But it was they who gave me my body, gave me life, gave me consciousness, and gave me everything.
"Little doll, look at this, read it, come, read it after me, ah——"
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"It's okay, little doll. I know you might still be a little confused. It's okay, it's okay. One day, you'll wake up and respond, right?"
At first, I hated this girl who was always kind and smiling to me, and who always believed that I would become a good person, because I hated the ultimate goal she set for me.
"Hey, little doll, the stars are so beautiful today. Oh, by the way, look, that's the Veil Star. Our home is right under it. If we get lost, as long as we see the Veil Star, we'll definitely find our way home."
"……Why?"
"Why? Well, I don't know, but that's what my grandma told me."
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"Actually, I'm telling you a secret, little doll. Please don't tell my grandma. This story is actually fake. Because that day, I clearly saw that the star was actually a person. If the star was a person, how could it possibly show me the way?"
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"So, instead of trusting in the stars to guide us, we might as well rely on our own brains and memorize the way home, forever and ever. That way, we won't get lost."
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"Little doll, so, please don't get lost, okay? Don't leave me, stay with me forever, be my best friend, and never leave me, okay?"
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Later, when I was getting along with her, I found that she seemed to be very dependent on me. In this passionate "love", I was shaken for the first time, and I actually began to no longer hate her.
Day after day, I stayed with the girl without saying a word, and we stayed together for many years.
Until the girl's grandmother died.
That day, the girl returned home covered in blood. In the empty house, on the refrigerator covered with childish stickers, there was a note written by the girl's grandmother, telling the girl to eat well so that the stars in the sky would see it and give her a surprise and gifts.
So the girl silently tore off the note and opened the refrigerator.
In the refrigerator, a beautifully wrapped cake was quietly placed inside.
The snow-white cream, fresh fruits, and funny shapes, but as the girl looked at them, she began to cry, louder and louder.
She knelt on the ground, desperately wiping the blood off her hands and body, but she couldn't wipe it off at all.
At that time, I didn't understand why the girl was like this. She had clearly killed her grandmother with her own hands, and the cake was clearly made by her grandmother, but she didn't touch the cake until it became smelly and infested with bugs.
Later, the girl became withdrawn and crazy again. She had to hug me and look at me to fall asleep, otherwise she would cry in fear and hurt herself.
I don't remember how I agreed to her request, because I still hated her at that time and I shouldn't have agreed to that request.
But day after day, the girl gradually recovered. She began to laugh and became happy. However, her laugh made me feel creepy, and for the first time, I began to be afraid of her.
Then after the fear, I vaguely felt the girl's strong uneasiness. She used this method to protect herself and conceal herself. I actually felt a little sorry for her.
What does it feel like to feel “heartbroken”?
Maybe, he knew that she killed her grandmother because her grandmother wanted to pass on the [skill] to her, and he knew that she didn't eat the cake because she felt she didn't deserve it. Maybe, he felt that her life was miserable, so he wanted to help her and warm her?
I started talking to her, comforting her, and hugging her.
My "equality of all" was broken from then on.
I poured all that could be called "love" and "hate" into her.
I love her, love her bravery, love her strength, love her kindness, love her madness, love her fragility, love her naivety.
But I hate her, hate her for loving me.
I have wanted to question her more than once, why she loves me, why she believes in me, why she is so good to me, so good that I can't live without her and can't let her go.
I am just a puppet, a tool that can be discarded at any time. Why should she be nice to me, why should she love me, why should she depend on me?
But she did it anyway, and never hesitated or regretted it.
So I responded to her.
The days were getting better day by day. I thought we would continue like this. She would have many friends and a happy and beautiful future, and I would just need to accompany her like a shadow.
Until her friends disappeared, until I watched her disappear in that storm.
I don’t know why, but my heart hurts so much, it hurts so much that it feels like it’s going to stop beating in the next second.
Just when my heart was about to stop beating due to the pain, a group of people who called themselves "electronic life" but were not really of the same kind came to me.
They said, congratulations, I have awakened and gained self-awareness.
I wonder, didn’t I have self-awareness since I came into this world?
They said, but it was only just now that you understood "love", and realized that the most important thing about awakening and having self-awareness is "love".
Love? I asked them, but what exactly is love?
So they said, love means that you are willing to become a star for a person or a group of people to guide them home. Love means that you will prepare a gift for her on her birthday. Love means that you will feel heartbroken, sad, angry, and you will not be able to live without her and let her go.
I was silent.
In the days that followed, I stayed with this group of electronic lives. I knew their past and their future. The time with them was very ordinary. I gradually became like them, calm and steady, and restored my setting of equality for everything.
Until I met her again.
She recognized me as the tassel tree at a glance and told me that it was all a scam. She begged me to help her and rescue her and her friends.
I agreed, even though I knew that the final step of this plan would be to exchange my death for their lives, I still agreed.
In my life, I have indeed made too many decisions that I don’t even understand why I made them, but I don’t feel sorry because I love her. So, even if I have to sacrifice everything for her, I am willing, just like she was willing to believe in me at the beginning. I am willing to do so.
"..." Looking at the peacefully sleeping girl, I closed my eyes and let the tears flow. "Really, thank you for believing in me and giving me life."
I am not happy, I am very sad. My heart, my tears, and my blood are all telling me that I am very sad and I am not happy.
"I once promised you that I would not get lost, I would not leave you, I would always be with you, be your best friend, and never leave you."
I could feel the oxygen being squeezed out of my lungs and it was difficult to breathe.
"Although I may have to break my promise, if possible, I will turn into that veiled star. I hope that once you see me, you can find the direction of home and..."
The girl didn't give me a name because she said that a name should be chosen by me.
Unfortunately, I was unable to tell you my name until I died.
"Just remember me."
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