Collapse, a simulator of lifelong regret!

——It’s ridiculous.

Even when he was struggling with all his might before his death and was unwilling to let it end, he never gave me a hug.

Perhaps at that point in time, I still had no status in Alicia's eyes.

The current state of his behavior is simply because of the love that arose after his death. Just as we often only realize the value of something when we lose it, when he is resurrected, he will probably be ignored and indifferent again.

In his mind, the young man assumed the worst possible scenario for the girl whom he once cared so much about.

It's not that I've started to hate it.

This does not mean to deny the girl’s efforts.

only……

—I was alone even before I died.

——I didn't even get a visit before I died.

I obviously don't want to leave so easily. I only know that I am preparing the last gift I can leave for you before I die.

It was at least a year from the time Weiwei died to the time she despaired and faced death. What on earth was the girl doing during this year?

What is the girl doing?

What on earth could have happened that could make the girl unable to even look at herself?

What on earth is this inexplicable love?

What on earth is this inexplicable feeling?

The boy couldn't accept it.

He could understand that his position in the other person's heart was not high, because the flawless fairy, the free wind was destined to not stay for one person.

But he absolutely could not understand and accept that Dao Feng actually liked him.

Na Dao Feng was even willing to resurrect himself at all costs after his death, especially since he was not unaware of how difficult resurrection was.

This world allows consciousness to match new containers, but does not allow containers to collect dissipated consciousness. This is the basic law engraved at the bottom of the world.

What price would it cost to resurrect someone who had been dead for years?

What does it take to revive someone who has no will to live?

--have no idea.

Jiang Cheng had no idea.

The teenager during this period is a completely dead person.

There is no consciousness, no senses, no perception. The only thing that can be felt is the hot and sweet love felt at the moment of resurrection.

'It doesn't matter what happens.'

'You don't have to care no matter what.'

'You are her only wish.'

The girl is willing to do anything to resurrect herself, even making a wish to the rules of the sea, using the authority of the Herrscher of Death, and using her innate power to guide the Cocoon of the End to lower the container that carries her soul.

——This is so funny.

Jiang Cheng knew that his emotions might be unwarranted anger, and the girl might really not be able to see him because of some special reasons.

He just still felt it was ironic.

A kind of irony that seemed to insult himself and Weiwei.

But now, compared with this emotion, the real problem we need to face is even more terrifying. If it cannot be solved, just one or two mistakes may lead to the most extreme and tragic outcome of total loss.

——The law-abiding people of pre-civilization had no self.

Before the shackles of fate are broken, the Herrscher is simply a tool, and his or her self-esteem may be minimal or even nonexistent.

And now I am the new Herrscher, and I will end up in the same miserable state as Himiko, becoming an emotionless tool of Honkai.

It may even be the most powerful one besides the starting source.

The most useful tool among the Herrschers that the End can summon.

Even the Herrscher of Fire, who burned down a continent, could not compare with this tool.

A Herrscher born under the blessing of the sea, with the wish from quantum engraved in his heart, if this power is not controlled.

It is really possible to blow up the world.

Mobius, and those who may still be alive...

Perhaps those who have survived a disaster once again will have to face a disaster far greater than they should have because of their existence.

For the first time, Jiang Cheng felt disgusted because of his resurrection and because of his becoming stronger.

He already regretted participating in the resurrection match.

No matter how much the rewards will increase with this resurrection, destroying the feeling of the world in the first person is a burden that absolutely no one is willing to bear.

The reason why most people can go on a killing spree in the game is essentially because the individuals in the game are just emotionless codes, which makes them unable to feel much empathy. Many of them are not even modeled and are just numbers.

And if the individuals in those games were designed a little more carefully, with a story of their own, they would have small mechanisms like ordinary people.

I'm afraid many people will feel guilty about what they did, and even hesitate to do what they want.

This simulation cannot be simply called a game.

It's like actually traveling through time and being reborn into a different world, with the only constraint being that you can only choose options in certain situations.

Even with such limitations, the sense of immersion that can be provided is far from enough to be described as being there.

——He could only watch.

There is not a single bit of control over the body, let alone any thoughts of one's own. Perhaps one can only control a little bit of oneself when the situation is most intense.

At least for now...

The eyes that were originally as bright as the night sky had now turned into a deep blue like the deep sea. They were clear and strange, as if the largest blue filter was turned on, glowing blue, like the starry sky of the Milky Way.

There is not a single bit of...

--emotion.

……

……

[You successfully resurrected the boy, and you successfully brought hope and light back to this world that had completely lost its luster.]

[Falling into the abyss, you still managed to grab a life-saving straw in the endless water, even though the recoil caused your hand to be dislocated. ]

[Fell into the deep sea, escaped from the bottom of the sea before being completely submerged and crushed, and was able to stick his head out of the sea again, breathe the air, and feel the warm sunshine that had never shone on your face before. ]

[Even if your heart is still worn out by pressure and seawater intrusion, even if you can no longer live the wonderful life you once had. ]

[After having done so many wrong things, it's a good thing to make up for it a little bit. 】

[As for Jiangcheng...]

You won’t run away from your mistakes.

[After so many years of being a voyeur, you have also learned a special skill that Weiwei was once best at and is also the most useful one known to you. ]

【——All the scholars got off their seats.】

[It doesn't matter if you are severely beaten, stepped on, or tied up and dragged on the street. It doesn't matter what special ways the teenager likes to play, or even venting anger on others. No matter what happens, as long as it comes from you as a teenager, you are willing and happy to accept it. ]

[Living in a cruel world without a trace of warmth, you will rush to it without hesitation even if you are greeted by warmth that burns your skin. ]

[You are no longer the same as before. No matter how beautiful or flawless you are, the gesture of raising your lips becomes empty, and even your empathy seems to become a little stiff due to excessive numbness.]

[The only reason it has increased is because the self-blame brewing in your heart has, in a sense, maxed out your tolerance and tendency for masochism.]

[Only loneliness and endless torture can make you feel scared. Other than that, it doesn’t matter how you are treated.]

[You have already fulfilled your final wish, so in theory you will just smile no matter what you go through. ]

[——Until you saw this scene before your eyes.]

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PS: The constraints of the Herrscher before his fate was shattered were extremely strict, and the sea's wish also had a lot of pitfalls...

But everything is not that simple, the tragedy is not over yet.

Chapter of Stars and Moon: 78. Please don't... don't look at me like that.

what……

The smile on his lips disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and his body, which was ready to get off his seat, froze in place. Any happiness and joy he had felt because of his despicable behavior vanished in an instant.

--why?

He's obviously gone crazy.

Clearly even the last bit of purity has been thrown away.

Obviously, he didn't even bother to disturb the dead boy once again.

Even when knowing that they are wrong, you still do the wrong things. Just like countless times before, step by step, the beauty that is so close and within reach, which can be touched by just reaching out, is pushed away and shattered into pieces.

The only difference is that this time he is not even willing to whitewash or cover up. He completely tears apart the hypocrisy that only exists on the surface and has completely acknowledged his shamelessness and meanness.

This is the reward for sacrificing the last bit of justice and love. Shouldn't you savor the boy who belongs to you alone?

Isn't this the time to enjoy the return of paradise and once again have a reason to exist in this cruel world?

Why is this so?

Why can't I laugh?

Could it be that there is still a little bit of disgusting hypocritical beauty and virtue left in this despicable, dirty heart of the Ruler?

No.

A person who has done so many wrong things cannot claim that he still has morals and virtues.

That will only make others feel shameless and ridiculous, and feel that this person is unwilling to admit what he has done until the last moment.

The completely crazy girl will no longer pursue these meaningless things.

Even if it was because the boy's resurrection awakened his soul once again.

Even if I stick my head out from the deep sea again, gasping for breath, my body can once again absorb the fresh air from the world.

The removal of the endless pressure coming from all directions does not mean that the girl can become as kind as before.

The numbness is over.

The numbness was gone.

The traces left by the pain are still there, the damage left by the fall is still there, and the soul is still in a state of being cut and shattered.

It just ignited a little bit of hope and a little motivation to continue living.

I don't have the luxury to torture myself again.

It's just a small thing.

It was just the boy in front of him who was the same as in his memory.

The boy was wearing a dark blue dress, the hem of which seemed to be covered with stars, connecting with the twinkling sky. His once black hair was dyed with the colors of the deep sea and the starry sky. The corners of his mouth that once had a gentle and carefree smile, his eyes that once had gentle tolerance...

——No emotions at all.

Alicia could not see any emotion in those beautiful eyes. They were as cold and ruthless as the stars she had just seen.

Noisy and silent, brilliant and lonely. Like a huge star hanging in the Milky Way, all its brilliance hangs high above and looks down upon the girl, unreachable and far away, filling the starry sky, so huge and real that it is enough to make one feel terrified.

"Jiangcheng..."

"Are you there?"

"is it you?"