Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 28 Losing Reason
  Unlike Terry Lee's feelings of repulsion and fear when he saw Terry Pickles' memories.

When two people in the spiritual world collide, equal amounts of memories and emotions flow into each other's hearts. Terry Pickles feels a warmth in Terry Lee's memory that he has never experienced since he became conscious. and happiness.

With the massive inflow of emotions belonging to Terry Lee, Terry Pickles' heart, which had been frozen and riddled with holes, seemed to have been injected with a new energy and became vibrant.

He felt like he was having a dream, a dream that was completely different from his life.

At the lowest moment in his life, there was an uncle who claimed to be of the same blood, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and stretched out a warm hand towards 'Terry' who had turned into dust.

The memories of the two people were mixed and entangled with each other, and Terry Pickles seemed to see himself spending a different kind of childhood.

He was taken out of the welfare center in Gotham City and moved to a very peaceful city. Food and clothing were no longer in short supply. The uncle in his dream enrolled him in school. At a young age, he was still afraid of the dark night. At that time, his uncle patiently sat on his bedside, telling him about the different views from all over the world, and educating him on various principles of life.

When he woke up from the nightmare of his parents being killed and collapsed and screamed, his uncle would rush into the room and hug him tightly, pat his back over and over again, comfort him in his ears, and promise that he would be there around until he's completely calmed down.

He grew up happily, and his uncle's career also went smoothly. He transferred to a new school, met new friends, and even awakened his own superpower - Terry Pickles, who does not have superpowers.

Under the influence of the general environment, he experimented with his superpowers very nervously and carefully, and became more confident in his future from then on.

He cried and shouted until the violent crying and gasping made his brain begin to lack oxygen, his heart seemed to be grasped by a pair of big hands, and his language logic began to become confusing.

But it wasn't enough. Terry Pickles hadn't cried enough. He wouldn't feel happy enough if he didn't mix all the negative emotions of the past twenty years, including misery, despair, hatred, fear, etc., and excrete them through tears.

he shouted, filled with joy and anticipation.

Having shared more memories of Terry Lee, he knew that these beautiful and illusory lives actually happened to his other self.

This dream was so beautiful that he subconsciously believed that these beauties should not exist in the world, because he was born and grew up in Gotham and had never seen such a 'fake' life.

The world is friendly and people are friendly.

"Why did you come now!"

Under the gaze of Batman, Hugo walked into Terry Pickles' cell with an anxious mood.

But these beauties are real.

So Terry Pickles cried.

Even if it's just a memory, even if he hasn't experienced it in reality, Terry Pickles's heart feels full for the first time.

Everyone he met was lending a helping hand to him, and an old man who claimed to be the most powerful in the world was even willing to give him treasures for free.

Today, either he was hammered into a mental retard by Batman, or he successfully appeased (controlled) Terry and then stayed in the asylum to continue his great research.

"Why did you show up now!!!"

He roared, full of complaints and resentment.

Now, Terry Lee has come to share the beauty with him.

He knew that the two souls were supposed to be one.

The more he experienced the beauty of his other self in his memory, the more Terry Pickles remembered how he had spent the past twenty years.

Terry Pickles, a young man in his twenties, hugged the pillow and cried loudly, his tears wet the sheets.

It has to be said that this dangerous feeling of dancing on the wire rope actually made Hugo feel stimulated and excited.

He quietly came to the edge of the iron bed and called the young man as gently as possible to the young man who was crying until his hands and feet began to twitch.

"Terry, can you tell me what's wrong with you?" The young man's cry ended abruptly amid a strange quacking sound like a duck.

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes were swollen from crying, and the remaining gaps were still covered with bright red bloodshot eyes.

"Get away!!"

Hugo watched Terry's current state, and the professional knowledge he had devoted to studying for many years allowed him to quickly judge the other party's state.

Hugo's eyes flashed with ecstasy.

"I am your attending physician, I can help..."

"I told you to get lost!!!"

Terry burst out with extreme anger, tearing the tear-stained sheets with all his strength, and then rushed out like a beast, knocking Hugo to the ground with a bang.

During the previous electrocution treatment, Terry Pickles was unconscious most of the time, but he knew that he hated and feared this bald man wearing glasses.

Under the extreme emotional outburst and stress, Terry bit into Hugo's neck, then raised his head and pulled hard, tearing off a large piece of skin tissue.

Blood spattered, and Hugo struggled and screamed like an ordinary person in sudden danger.

"Oops!"

Of course, Batman couldn't stand still, so he rushed in and tried to pull the crazy Terry away from Dr. Hugo.

"You get out too!"

Terry immediately changed his target, jumped up from the ground with all four limbs, opened his mouth still hanging with blood and flesh, and rushed towards Batman.

Boom!
  Of course, Batman couldn't have been succeeded by such a sloppy attack. With just a positive kick based on muscle reaction, the thin Terry was slapped hard against the wall.

This blow was too hard, and the back of Terry's head, which slipped from the wall, rubbed a blood stain on the white wall, and then he fainted softly on the ground.

At this time, the guards accompanying him outside rushed in in panic.

They helped Hugo, who was bleeding heavily from the carotid artery, and hurriedly stopped the bleeding. They also dragged Terry, who had passed out, to the hospital bed, and took out the restraints to fix him.

"first aid."

"Call emergency help!"

Batman clenched his fists and looked at the messy scene in the cell with disappointment. He was silent for a long time until both of them were taken away by the emergency doctors who arrived, and then he left here with heavy steps.

He remained silent like this, returning to the Batcave in a daze, taking off his blood-stained armor and putting on silk pajamas that belonged exclusively to playboy Bruce, until he sat in the lobby of Wayne Manor, curled up Inside the sofa, while the fire was burning, he watched Alfred serve him breakfast with empty pupils.

The warm coffee made Bruce's pupils focus again.

"How's Terry doing?"

Alfred, who had been silently watching everyone's actions, asked quietly.

Bruce's hand holding the coffee cup trembled.

"He...he seemed completely crazy, and it was all my fault."

"I turned a kid who looked exactly like me into what he is today. I messed up everything and I can't fix anything."

(End of this chapter)