Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 365: 362. The Devotion of the Fool
Thirty minutes before the KJ organization issued its emergency notice.
In Kyushu Makoto's spiritual world.
After listening to Jiuzhou Cheng's account of the cause and effect, □□□ remained on the ground and retched continuously. His spirit body flickered and distorted like the screen of an old TV, and his heart of Taoism was almost broken.

He was once so confident, so confident in his identity and path; he firmly believed in his martial arts and his own martial arts; he was willing to shoulder the burden that an ordinary person like him did not have to bear, and he could face all difficulties with a smile.

But it wasn't until today that he realized it was all fake.

His beliefs are fake, his martial arts are fake, his wishes are fake, his love and emotions are fake, his youth and daily life are fake, his identity and cognition are also fake, he doesn't even have his own body and name.

He is just a false personality created by a "coward", an imaginary "hero", and nothing else.

Besides, it's all over.

[Prologue] has completely controlled his body. He knows that he will soon become a member of the "Kamikaze Immortal Corps".

One year later, these lunatics will launch the [Gensokyo Project] and start World War III.

And he will become a heinous executioner, thrown into one battlefield after another, carrying out one brutal massacre after another.

No matter whether they were soldiers and politicians, or old men, women or children, those lunatics would not even give him room to choose, but would only order him to kill all "enemies".

“How ridiculous,” □□□ cursed while vomiting, his voice trembling with sarcasm: “In the end, it’s such a ridiculous ending. God, why are you punishing me like this? Did I kill your ancestors? Haha. Hehehehehehehe”

"Hehehe, why. Who am I? I don't want to eat it. Don't let me eat it. It's a nice snowy day today. I forgot to ask for leave from the coffee shop. Hehehe. There will be monthly exams next week, and everyone will be very happy. But I don't want to kill anyone. Hehehe. Kamikaze Kamikaze, please stop blowing. My head is so cold. Am I a hero? Ah, not a hero! Today I know who I am. Hehe, I am I am I am I, hehe, I want to live"

Jiuzhou Cheng was distressed when he heard this. He didn't dare to interrupt at first, but after hearing the last part, he couldn't help it and said softly:

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

However, this humble apology was like a can of gasoline thrown into a bonfire, causing the fire to erupt instantly.

"Fuck you! I'll fuck your assholes, you're a worthless, spineless piece of shit! I should crush your ass with a pair of pliers and make you a castrated dog!"

□□□ flew up in a rage and pounced towards Jiuzhou Cheng, spewing trash talk, trying to completely insult and destroy the other party's dignity with words.

However, just as □□□ rushed to Jiuzhou Cheng and swung his fist to hit him in the face, he was blocked by an invisible air barrier.

Although the fist was still three feet away from Jiuzhou Cheng's face, □□□ only felt that the tip of the fist hit a wall as solid as a rock. The bones were broken in pain, and the fist could not move forward even an inch.

"I'll kill you!" □□□ put away his fist, ignored the pain, and kicked out with a whip-like kick.

However, when the whip kick was still two or three feet away from Jiuzhou Cheng, it was also blocked by an invisible barrier, causing his calf to feel a piercing pain.

“Ahhhhh!” The two attacks missed, but the pain from □□□’s punch and kick was too unbearable. He had to take two steps back screaming.

"I'm sorry." Jiuzhou Cheng stood still, biting his lip and whispered, "I am the master personality, so in this spiritual world, you can't hit me."

“I! Kill! You! To death!!” □□□’s eyes widened after hearing this, and he cursed in a loud and clear voice, then punched him again.

As expected, his fist was blocked by the invisible barrier again, and this time blood burst out from the tip of his fist.

But □□□ did not stop there and continued to attack Jiuzhou Cheng with his fists and feet, venting his madness and anger.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jiuzhou Cheng stood there, not daring to move, and said tremblingly: "Please stop. It's useless."

"Stop. Are you kidding me at this moment?" □□□'s eyes were bloodshot, and he was extremely angry. He said with a tone of mental breakdown:
"You are such a coward. You have great power but you don't know how to resist. For such a ridiculous reason, you sell your soul to the devil and become their lackey."

"Haha, just to experience the life of a great hero? Yes, yes, you were a hero for half a year, and then what? You are now the Kamikaze Immortal Squad! Damn it, the Kamikaze Immortal Squad!"

"Haha. Damn it. You don't think this is cool? From now on you will be a demon that everyone hates!"

"You have to kill whoever those Yamato devils tell you to kill! You have to kill even newborn babies! You have to kill even crying children holding dolls! You have to kill old people, women...everyone they want you to kill!!"

"They are the scientific research team of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!! Have you ever studied history properly, you bookworm? Do you know what kind of beasts they are?! Oh no, this kind of history will not appear on the college entrance examination papers anyway, you won't even read it!!"

"You will also help them realize that bullshit [Gensokyo Plan], and 70% of the innocent people in Wano Country will die! Then the war will spread to the whole world, and you will be a devil war criminal who aids and abets the evil! Damn it, Kyushu Makoto, you have a bright future! Hehehehahahaha!"

□□□'s hands were covered in blood, which was dripping onto the ground. Many fine cracks gradually appeared on his body, as if it would shatter like glass at any time.

However, he didn't hit Jiuzhou Cheng once. There was blood scattered around Jiuzhou Cheng, which burst out from □□□'s fist.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would turn out like this." Jiuzhou Cheng was frightened and cried, still mumbling an apology: "I'm sorry, I was really wrong."

"You're wrong? You just know you're going to die!" □□□ cursed:
"You are worthy of admiring Chen Jiuzhou. You are worthy of dreaming of becoming a hero? You, a piece of trash, want to be a hero? Dream on, you piece of shit!"

"I'm sorry." Jiuzhou Cheng couldn't stand being scolded anymore, and stubbornly defended himself:
"But it's okay for me, right? At least we have helped a lot of people in the past six months. And now I can't control this body anymore, so what happens next should have nothing to do with me, right?"

"What about me? Irresponsible piece of shit!" □□□ slapped his chest hard and screamed:

"I won't accept this! Why should I be trapped in this rotten body? Why should I watch myself become a killing machine for the Yamato devils? Why can't I reject this worse-than-pigs-and-dogs reality? Is it because your fucking master personality is a castrated, worthless piece of shit? Huh?!!"

"You created me! It was you who made me stay noble forever, resist forever, and be a hero forever! It was you who wanted me to play the role of the Great Hero of Yanhuang! Now you say I'm fake and want me to be a cowardly castrated dog with you, to be a killing dog for those Yamato devils? Why, why the hell do you treat me like this?! I don't accept it!!!"

"Woo" Jiuzhou Cheng's face froze, his body shook violently, and tears of guilt flowed from the corners of his eyes.

□□□ rushed forward again, swung his bloody fist and smashed it hard into Jiuzhou Cheng's face.

"Bang!" As expected, the fist hit the air barrier again, and blood burst out again.

"Break it for me! I'm going to kill you!!" □□□ was very excited and continued to punch the air barrier regardless of the pain.

boom! boom! boom!
Waves of heavy muffled sounds rang out in this spiritual space. □□□'s hands were rotten beyond recognition, with even the white bones exposed at the tips of his fists.

"Stop hitting me, please." Jiuzhou Cheng sobbed softly.

boom--!
□□□ threw another punch.

However, this time, the fist stopped ten centimeters away from Jiuzhou Cheng's face, scaring Jiuzhou Cheng so much that his eyes widened and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!” □□□ roared at the top of his lungs, a strong gust of wind burst out from his body, and his fist was actually gradually breaking through the air barrier:

"I'll kill you--!!!"

at last
"Bang!" The bloody fist finally broke through the air barrier and hit Jiuzhou Cheng in the face, knocking him to the ground.

Finally, □□□ had used up all his strength and lay on the ground in despair, his eyes like burnt ashes.

"." Jiuzhou Cheng lay on his back, with a dent on his face and a lot of blood on it.

He looked at the chaotic starry sky with confused eyes. After a long while, he asked dully with tears in his eyes, "What should I do?"

"You might as well go die! You spineless rubbish!" □□□ laughed sarcastically, with all his might:
"Anyway, we are all doomed because of you! Hahaha, Kamikaze Immortal Corps. In the future, I may kill Master and Yanhuang's friends with my own hands. Friends I met in Tokyo will also die. Haha, these memories are fake anyway, I am fake too, how can I have a Master and friends? It's all over, you deserve to be fucked by a dog until your anus is prolapsed." "Go to hell." Jiuzhou Cheng murmured absentmindedly: "Woo woo. That's right. Useless trash like me should just die early."

“Yeah! Go die now!” □□□ then cursed: “Maybe if you die, the [wedge] will be solved! I can be free too!”

Hearing this, Jiuzhou Cheng was stunned at first, and then, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he asked anxiously: "If I die, will the control of the [Wedge] really be lifted?"

"Damn it, how would I know?" □□□ cursed hoarsely: "If it's true, I'll kill you right now!"

"I'm serious. If I die, will the [prologue] be lifted?" Jiuzhou Cheng said with a bitter face: "In fact, I can always feel that something is entangled with my consciousness, but not with you."

As he spoke, Jiuzhou Cheng raised one hand and shook it gently.

If you look closely, you can see black threads like hair wrapped around his arms, rooted deep into the ground of this dream world.

□□□ also shook his hands, but did not find any black lines entangled.

"You just reminded me that I now have a guess. Maybe [Wedge] only controls me and not you." Jiuzhou Cheng said anxiously.

"So what?" □□□ asked.

"So if I kill myself and erase my consciousness, will the [Prologue] become ineffective?" Kyushu Cheng asked, "Anyway, there are two personalities and two souls in this body. It shouldn't be a problem if one disappears, right?"

"Then what? You plan to hand over your body to me?" □□□ sneered.

"That's not bad, right?" Jiuzhou Cheng sighed, "You're absolutely right. I'm a coward, a useless waste. Even if you're a character I imagined, you're more qualified to live than me."

"But I still want to be a hero. This is the truth."

"I told you long ago that a loser like you can't be a hero." □□□ turned his head and said sarcastically:
"You really made me laugh to death. The baby is lying in the ground and you finally know how to feed him? If you really have this realization, you should have died a long time ago! If you stay in the world, you will be a scourge that disgusts people with your cowardly energy!"

"Wow. I know. I'm sorry." Jiuzhou Cheng covered his face while crying, his tone was very uncomfortable: "But what can I do? I have tried very hard. I have obviously tried very hard. Wuwuwu."

"But I kept making mistakes, kept losing, and until the end, I even let you down. I even let down my own [hero dream]."

"I really, really don't want to go on like this. I don't want to be a [Kamikaze Immortal Squad] at all. I don't want to be a murderous [devil], I want to be a [hero]"

"I should have understood long ago that there are no [heroes] or [supermen] in this world. No one can save a loser like me. I am a failure, a failure who should not be alive in this world. I should have ended it all long ago."

"But even if it's just once in my life, I really want to be a hero."

Jiuzhou Cheng muttered in a daze, took a deep breath, and slowly stood up.

"I want to bet that if my main personality dies and you survive, the control of the Wedge will be lifted."

Jiuzhou Cheng said, stretched out his hand in the air, and a knife appeared out of thin air:

"Then, you can take over this body in my place, and no longer be a weapon at their mercy."

He grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands and pointed it at his chest.

"Ever since I became a zombie, I feel like I have the ability to kill my own soul." Jiuzhou Cheng's voice became trembling, as if he was constantly convincing himself:
"If I kill myself now, the [Prologue] might be able to be lifted. You will no longer be a puppet of the [Kamikaze Immortal Corps], and you will be free."

"What if it fails?" □□□ asked coldly.

"I don't know. But I can only try this." Jiuzhou Cheng's face was pale and he couldn't force out any smile:

"I want to be a hero, not a devil"

As he spoke, he slowly brought the tip of the knife closer to his chest, his hands shaking violently.

"Haha, hero?" □□□ was still angry and watched the farce indifferently:

"In the final analysis, you are just trying to escape by dying, leaving me alone to clean up your mess. This ending is hilarious and quite suitable for a loser like you."

"I'm sorry that I'm still so incompetent in the end." Jiuzhou Cheng finally managed a bitter smile:
"Even if I 'become a hero', I'm just throwing away my life in exchange for an uncertain possibility. Haha, you're right, I'm really just running away. But I've made one mistake after another, and I don't have the dignity to live on anymore."

"If you can really get rid of the [Wedge] after I die, please escape and continue to be a [Great Hero]."

"No, sorry, sorry, sorry. I-I was talking to myself again."

"It's okay, as long as you live freely, you don't need to take my share, no, it's okay if you don't take my share. Just don't be a [devil]."

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for being such a loser. All I can do is commit suicide and apologize. Please, hate me less. Stop scolding me. I'm really sorry."

□□□ became impatient and said sarcastically, "You coward, if you want to die, do it quickly! If you delay any longer, even I will be controlled by you!"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Jiuzhou Cheng's body trembled, and the last glimmer of light in his dark pupils disappeared.

But after a moment's silence, he just sighed softly, with a guilty and lonely smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." He took a deep breath, muttered his last words over and over again, and stabbed the knife into his chest.

"Ooooooooooooooooooo." The tip of the knife pierced his chest, and Jiuzhou Cheng whimpered in pain like a child:

"Ouch, it hurts, hero, save me."

"Great hero, please save me. It hurts so much that I don't want to die."

The blade quickly penetrated into his chest. The boy cried bitterly and kept mumbling. It was unclear whether he was begging for mercy from someone or just trying to give himself courage.

□□□ was startled and subconsciously moved his feet, wanting to rush to the boy immediately: "Wait a minute. Wait a minute."

"Great hero, save me! I don't want to die!!"

The boy did not stop, and continued to stab the knife into his chest while crying and shouting.

"Great hero, save. Save. me."

The boy's chest was finally stained with blood, and he fell to the ground like a puppet with its strings broken.

"Help."

At the last moment, the young man looked at □□□ who was running towards him with his eyes wide open, moved his lips incoherently a few times, and soon stopped breathing.

Then, his body began to slowly dissipate like sand in the wind.

(End of this chapter)