Collapse, a simulator of lifelong regret!

How did I become like this?

It shouldn’t be like this. It absolutely shouldn’t be like this!

A flawless girl should be happy at all times and muster up the courage to move forward no matter what happens.

Why……

Why choose to escape?

……

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PS: If she hadn’t been able to feel Siwon’s power, Alicia (memory) would have never believed that the Alicia who was escaping by giving up thinking was actually herself.

After all, it's already broken flowers~?

Reality: When Thunder Breaks the Sky: 149. Mebius, Stay Away from Her

strong.

The emotional impact was too strong.

This empathy is not something that can be achieved by anyone trying to understand each other, but it is like a communication between the two souls at that moment, both of them are 'Alishia' and both are Herrschers of the Origin.

As the self-sacrificing goddess, the memory of Alicia left in the paradise of the afterlife, the emotions that can be felt from Alicia, from the sad and almost dying girl, are stronger than anyone else.

It's not just like Su and Aponia, who can only feel a little bit, there are even some fragments of memory floating in the memory.

The unknown boy who appears in all the memories conveys the feeling that just looking at him makes one feel happy, like a person with a cold being illuminated by the sun.

A girl who barely resembles Velvet and appears in most of my memories, I feel a strong bitterness in my heart every time I see her.

And lastly, most importantly, and the biggest thing is the smile provoked by the unknown boy, the cold corpse, and the final gentleness.

And the feelings that come with it...

Unable to rate.

Can't tell.

unimaginable.

Because the instinct of life is afraid to touch that memory, and you want the emotion that this may bring, even if it is just a tiny afterimage, even if it is just a little fragment of the resonance when you see another self.

At this moment, the only thing the girl could think of without a doubt was that if she tried to explore it, she would face absolute death.

It is not a physical, literal death where the memory is just a shadow of the past, but a numb fall like another self.

Her delicate lips could only manage the slightest smile, a smile that once had always been so flawless and pure, but now seemed unusually stiff.

"She is a lovely girl who is in sorrow. Isn't it more important to offer comfort to her instead of standing aside and making cold assumptions?"

——This is the only advice that Alicia's "memory" can give.

Sadly, this doesn't seem to be acceptable to many people.

……

"Don't just say nice things. How do you think we should comfort you?"

"We don't even know what she's been through."

"Comfort...Are you sure you don't want us to walk through the minefield without a scanner?" Qianjie simply coldly rejected the proposal.

Asking questions recklessly when others are in extreme despair and sadness, and arrogantly trying to comfort others without understanding anything.

The probability of the feasibility of this behavior has reached a point where even Qianjie finds it ridiculous, pathetic, and even more angry that an old friend has never changed from beginning to end and has never remembered anything he has done.

Always……

Always……

It has always been like this.

Always been this way.

"If you feel like your brain isn't working properly, I can help you with the treatment for free. Don't worry, it won't take much time. I'll be quick!"

——The tyrannical King took pity on the weak girl, and at the same time, he questioned the still compassionate nun with a tone that seemed to burn through the air.

Those are the nurses and the nuns.

It was the warrior and the sinner.

That is crazy and wrong.

That is annihilation and discipline.

None of the seemingly fellow travelers spoke out to dissuade them, and the heroes who bore the false name of companions just watched it all silently.

The Thirteen Fire-Chasing Heroes were not an established organization from the beginning, and had never been affirmed or recognized. They were merely a goblin's desire for beauty and yearning for fairy tales. Unfortunately, all of this was ultimately just a title that only existed in the mouths of later generations. The contradiction among them was so great that for some people, the mere encounter was enough to spark a flame.

It was not until an even more disgusting and sickening venomous snake floated forward in the deep darkness that everyone's attention was diverted once again - to the dark aura that came one step earlier and faster than anything else.

The hero who holds the Infinity Mark, Mobius.

……

"None of us knows what disaster happened to her - Alicia. After all, we are just the memories left behind by our real selves. If you open your mouth carelessly, you may stumble upon a landmine."

Mebius smiled coldly, like a poisonous snake hidden in the forest, his deep green, bone-chilling eyes did not conceal the aggressiveness in them at all.

For outsiders, for the real Alicia, for another Alicia, for Alicia with a complete and real body.

This is an excellent and perfect experimental subject, there is absolutely no other like it in the entire world.

Don't even worry about what to do with the experimental residue.

He is just a visitor from another world.

After the research, I would just help her recover to normal. Anyway, it is impossible for Alicia to recover on her own with her pitiful appearance.

however……

The heroes who chase after fire never unite.

……

"—don't look at him with your eyes."

"——Mebius, this place does not belong to you."

After a brief silence, the blazing fire blocked the sight of the eyes that seemed to want to peel off the skin and pull out the tendons of the sleeping beauty girl.

Almost at the same time, the temperature dropped suddenly to the point where just standing there made the cells in the body feel as if they were pierced. The breath exhaled turned into white frost, and behind the flames was an endless stream of piercing ice.

Ice and fire, which should have been the absolute opposites and enemies, were so coordinated at this moment that they went beyond the confrontation limited by nature, built a wall to protect the princess, and stood in unison to block the evil snake.

After the brief contact between the opposite physical forms, in the mist that spread along the shield, the crimson pupils and ice-blue pupils lit up at the same time.

“Ah… yes, yes, Mebius is always a bad guy, well done for defeating her.

"Should I say that?"

"Kevin and... Qianjie."

……

The naturally formed fog alone cannot block the vision of the fusion warrior. He is far superior to human individuals. No one can refute that he is a god. He has almost broken away from the restrictions and constraints of nature, possesses an almost unsolvable life form, and has a very long lifespan with no limit in sight.

In those dark green pupils, what can be clearly reflected are Kevin and Qianjie, who are among the three strongest fighters of the Fire Moth.

If we include Alicia from another world, who is lying there voluntarily falling asleep and unwilling to wake up like a princess, then this can even be understood as facing the three strongest fighting forces of the Fire Moth at the same time.

This is probably the only scene in the world where one can enjoy this treatment, except for the Herrscher named End, who can never be challenged.

The only difference is that the person on the opposite side at this moment is just a scholar who possesses extremely strong immortality and has fused with a Judgment-level Honkai beast.

……

"You are at least self-aware."

"Please take your hand back, unless you want to test how many times you can shed your skin in succession. I am happy to help you with this experiment!"

What came towards them was the roar of the Mad King and the coldness of the Savior. The two top powers only poured their indifference on a young girl, a girl whose eyes seemed to be flashing with tears.

"Brother who plays with fire, well, they are just people from another world who fell down. You have to know that they are your teammates."

She looks weak, pitiful and helpless, with a petite body that has degenerated from a mature big sister to one that is not even as big as an elementary school student. The weak and aggrieved voice as she bites her lips is enough to trigger sympathy for the child in anyone around her.

It's ultimately meaningless.

Ridiculous.

The result of pretentiousness is that it does not even reduce one's own targeting in the slightest, but instead makes someone who is straightforward feel anticipatory dissatisfaction.

Young children can indeed be sympathized. This is engraved in the body by instinct. Even when a person is extremely angry, extremely crazy, or extremely tired, there is always a part in his heart that is reserved for the mistakes of children.

That is room for forgiveness for children's mistakes.

That is the gentleness that is willing to accept, willing to take responsibility, and may even generate a desire to help.

Because children are the weak, they are the same kind of people, and they are the next generation that we need to work together to ensure the lives of when humans were not yet the world's hegemons.

Only when there are enough children, so that close relatives can be together without having to, and so many that the important fire can be preserved despite the excessive mortality rate in ancient times, can an ethnic group or tribe survive intact.

The smaller the probability of incest, the richer the sample, and the less likely it is that defects in the body will be accumulated over and over again, creating irreversible congenital defects.

The prosperity of a race depends on having enough diversity to cope with all disasters and select those species that can adapt to the environment.

In the cruel evolution of survival, species that fail to evolve fully can only become stepping stones for other species and become a member of the food chain, never able to turn over, resulting in a deformed symbiosis that makes them absolutely weak but unable to change.

Therefore, even if bullying the weak is indeed a hobby engraved in the instincts of most people, the instinctive desire to continue their own race in their genes will still make people appear to be kinder to their offspring.

The desire to help has been codified into morality and passed down from generation to generation over time, so that respecting the elderly and loving the young has become a universal value.

——The premise is that they are really old and young.

——The premise is that this is not too false and superficial.

Superficial deception can only deceive ignorant passers-by. No matter how sophisticated the magic is, in the eyes of colleagues who know the inside story, it is no different from a clown playing with his unicycle on the stage.

Be it Kevin or Qianjie, they did not hide their hostility at all at this moment. As the two strongest men, they did not have the slightest shame to target a scholar, a child who looked like a primary school student.

The Mad King Fei Tian even sneered with disdain, which in itself reflected that the flames of anger and madness were getting more and more intense, and in the blazing madness that seemed to burn the whole world, it was beyond the end that would only come at dusk.

"Mobius, stop playing your tricks!"

"Come on! Face me!"

……

Different from his crazy and violent appearance, Qianjie is almost the most family-oriented individual in the world, who values ​​and desires a sense of belonging the most.

As long as he could stay in the place that was recognized as his home, no one in these villages could touch him, even if he was tied to a pillar by his 'family', his wounds cut open, and he tasted blood, even if he was hurt by those foolish people who believed that the blood of God could resist the collapse, even if he could easily destroy everything here with just a flick of his finger if necessary.

Qianjie, who would always be avoided by others because of his brutal appearance and even scared young children to tears, had never escaped from that hell.

Until even this will only burn oneself, the place where there has never been family warmth, family care, and mutual love will also dissipate in the wind and snow, and only white ice sculptures will be left under the vast snow.

Yes, it always has been.

Dusk Street...

Fire-chasing moth...

Perhaps this world is so cruel that it makes those who crave for warmth burn with warmth over and over again, and watch the flames disappear before their eyes over and over again.

If you cannot truly possess something, you will always be hurt by the desires in your heart; if you cannot retain what you desire, no matter how fierce the weapons in your hands are, you will not be able to protect any important person around you.

The only thing that is beyond doubt is that even if burning like this happens again and again, even if his body is already shattered to pieces, Qianjie will still rush towards the flames without hesitation. If the warmth is about to disappear, then this body, which the world calls a monster, will be used as firewood.

Anyone who wants to destroy all of this will be defined as an enemy, and will face the full and all power of the flying Mad King. If someone wants to attack a family member, it will be absolutely unacceptable even if they are not exactly the same person.

If the fire moth is called home, then the most important role, the one called mother, would be the one that no one can question.

——Aliceia.

……

Qianjie seemed to have overexerted himself.