My Iyashikei Game Chapter 689: Stage 9
The death video shot from the ghost’s perspective touched Han Fei’s heart.
He saw himself in the eyes of his family, the self that had long been forgotten.
Some moved, some embarrassed, some happy, and also felt a little happiness, and these emotions were all he had never had before.
Lying on the paper figurine’s legs, Han Fei’s consciousness entered his mind under the curse. The huge colorful butterfly caused a storm in his mind. In order to bring out the map of the labyrinth, it wanted to tear Han Fei’s brain apart. Destroy everything in your mind.
Nightmare needs to be weaved with a person’s past memories and despair. After being cursed into desperation, the incarnation of “Dream” slammed into the biggest crack on the memory barrier with all the anger.
The pain at that moment made Han Fei feel as if his head was being torn apart. He had experienced such pain before. A long time ago, someone opened his head and put something into it. .
The butterfly bearing the maze tattoo is one of the most valued incarnations of dreams. Its huge size is drenched in the color of the entire city. Every time it is fanned, it will drop countless dream dust, setting off a storm in the mind.
As the owner of this body, Han Fei has no resistance to the butterfly’s invasion. He wants to use the most evil and dangerous villain as a scalpel in his hand, and cut open the shackles that fate has given him.
“I should be able to think of them this time, right?”
The huge butterfly with no way to escape, with the maze tattoo on his body, got into the memory barrier.
Not only did Han Fei not stop him, but he also let the blood-colored paper figurine put all kinds of curses on memory into his mind. He let the most vicious and terrifying curses follow the butterfly into the depths of a person’s most precious consciousness.
The place that touches the root of the soul, where all the past and feelings are hidden, is the foundation of what makes a person unique. But Han Fei dared to pour the curse without hesitation, resolute and ruthless. This is also his unconditional trust in the blood-colored paper man.
Consciously couldn’t see the scene behind the memory barrier, Han Fei only knew that the crack on the barrier was getting bigger and bigger, and the **** despair kept seeping out, literally dyeing his mind red.
More and more memory fragments flowed out along the blood of despair. Han Fei saw many fragments of his previous life.
“What the **** have I been through?”
The frequency of encountering ghosts and monsters is more than the number of times I eat every day. After midnight, I am either running for my life, or on the way to escape. I don’t even dare to shoot ghost movies like this, because I am afraid of exhausting ghosts. .
The intermittent clips reminded Han Fei of many things. There seemed to be four different types of memories deep in his mind.
One type of memory comes from the numb and introverted day, the other type comes from the exciting and thrilling night, the other type comes from the past of others, and the last type is completely blood-red fans.
“I am introverted and low self-esteem during the day, and I am crazy enough to be afraid of myself at night. Which one is the real me?”
Butterfly is good at playing with people’s hearts, and its talent is to weave a person’s despair and memories. In order to escape from Han Fei’s mind, it risked losing its soul and gathered the most desperate and painful memories behind Han Fei’s memory barrier. Together.
Its original intention was to make all the despair and pain break out, completely destroy Han Fei, and make him a puppet forever sunk in despair, but it didn’t know that this was what Han Fei was waiting for.
Those memories that are most reluctant to be mentioned burn like a fire in my mind. All the painful pasts have turned into flames, burning Han Fei’s soul and throwing his will into the sea of fire.
Every nerve is affected by pain. Han Fei’s consciousness is like a lonely boat in a storm. Despair and pain are constantly hitting him.
When he was about to lose it, the video left by the seven ghosts gave him a kind of strength.
Family, caring, friendship, companionship, these emotions that he did not have in his mind at all, as the video image emerged in his mind, it turned out that he was not alone, and in the deepest despair, there were people who were willing to accompany him, never leaving abandoned.
The closed eyes began to tremble, Han Fei felt the blood-colored paper man gently stroking his head, and the seven ghosts in the video looked at him with worry.
The soul that is about to be torn has gained the strength to continue to persevere, that kind of warm emotion, some people call it expectation, and some people call it hope.
“I won’t just disappear! My existence has its own meaning! No matter what the city will look like in the future, at least at this moment, there are people in this city who care about me, even for those who miss me. I will not choose to give up!”
Han Fei’s head is about to be torn apart, but his soul is roaring, he has never been so sure of his heart as he is now.
“I have my own family, my own friends, and my own loved ones. They made me a unique existence in this world, and no one can replace me!”
Countless memories have been crushed by despair. Beneath the blood-red memory ocean is a blood-colored orphanage that is completely blocked!
Butterfly gathered all the negative things in Han Fei’s mind together, but it still couldn’t shake the orphanage behind the memory barrier. Desperate, it finally chose to stimulate Han Fei to the maximum extent, and after amplifying all the negative emotions, Go to the orphanage in the depths of the **** sea.
Butterfly has seen it through. The foundation of Han Fei’s memory is the orphanage. Only by destroying it can it be considered that Han Fei is truly destroyed.
The rust on the gate began to fall off, and the butterfly flapped its wings desperately to set off a storm of negative memories, which smashed all Han Fei’s experiences in the dark night into the orphanage.
The door of the orphanage, which had been closed for a long time, was opened at this moment!
The death knell sounded, a torrent of blood poured out of the orphanage, and the laughter of thirty-one children appeared at the same time.
The butterfly flapped its wings to escape, but it was too late.
Han Fei’s memory is a sea of blood. Butterfly always thought that the orphanage was hidden in the sea of blood, but the truth is that there is a sea of blood and endless blood debts hidden in the orphanage. It was dyed red. Han Fei’s mind!
The person who was originally locked in the Scarlet Orphanage is gone, and where he once stood, there are fragments of a butterfly wing left.
Feeling the breath of the same kind, the huge butterfly was really scared. It was able to read other people’s memories and saw the whole process of not crushing the butterfly.
The lunatic who was supposed to be locked in the Scarlet Orphanage found a way out of Han Fei’s constant death and coma just because he crushed the butterfly.
Most of his personality is still hidden somewhere in the Scarlet Orphanage, but a small part of his consciousness has escaped from the Orphanage.
Memories full of blood and killing overwhelm the butterfly, and a huge wave of blood slams against the barrier of memory.
The sea of blood in the orphanage was released, the barrier blocking Han Fei’s memory was crumbling, and a large number of memory fragments flowed out along the gap.
The children’s laughter sounded in his mind. Han Fei saw the faces of 31 children and the inhuman treatment they had suffered, and those 31 children were just the tip of the iceberg. They were all chosen from among more innocent children.
There were too many children, most of them fell into endless pain, only one child, relying on a special personality that can heal itself, came to the end.
A personality who was once judged to have no aggressive tendencies. On the last night of the experiment, he picked up the knife in desperation. Before he went completely crazy, he personally helped all the children to end the pain and despair.
The **** night enveloped everything, and Han Fei, who was cursed and protected in the center, looked at the memory fragments in the back of his mind. He was accepting his past in this form.
The two separated personalities began to devour each other on the day after their memories were completely erased, and both wanted to become their true selves.
“Which is me? Which is the real me!”
The **** memories pouring out of the orphanage overwhelmed everything, covering Han Fei’s original experience and crushing the colorful butterfly.
The dreamlike wings turned into bubbles, and the huge paradise labyrinth tattoo was scattered in Han Fei’s mind, and the core location of the labyrinth map tattoo happened to be in the deepest part of Han Fei’s mind.
There seems to be a black box hidden in that place that even consciousness cannot touch. No one knows why it is there, and no one knows what is in the box, but it seems to be the answer to the labyrinth.
“Han Fei! Han Fei!”
A cry rang in his ears, which was quickly covered up by the laughter of the children. Han Fei tried his best to support his consciousness and not let himself melt into the sea of blood. He tried very hard to distinguish those who kept him. The voice, like a very stubborn child, wants to get back the bright pearls in the storm.
His life was once bloody, but now someone has become his concern and reluctance.
“Han Fei! I remember you! You are a player just like us!” A strange man’s voice kept ringing in his ears: “Wake up! F was temporarily held back, Qiangwei asked me to tell me secretly. You, this is just a game! We are in “Perfect Life”! You are the best actor, your name is Han Fei!”
The other party hooked up Han Fei’s memory in reality, and all the cracks on the barrier that blocked the memory were connected together. With the cracking sound, Han Fei felt that the big lock in his mind was opened, and the surging student tide was engulfing it. Most of Han Fei’s memories crossed the memory barrier and drowned Han Fei’s mind!
“Attention player number 0000! You have successfully reached stage nine! Only the last stage left!”
In the deepest part of the maze, a cold voice came from near the black box, but at this time Han Fei had no energy to pay attention to those~IndoMTL.com~ His consciousness floated in the sea of blood, and countless fragments of memory poured into his mind , some of them belonged to him, and some of them had no impression of him at all, and what made him even more disturbed was that the person who escaped from the orphanage took part of his memory with him!
“I saw it, he is me, the one with a healing personality.”
Healing personalities can heal all other personalities, but they cannot heal themselves completely.
The flashes in memory protected Han Fei’s consciousness. In addition to despair and pain, there was too much emotion and joy in his mind. It was those things that supported him and kept him hopeful forever. forward.
“It turns out that he has been alone in the sea of blood…”
Han Fei is different from the man who escaped from the orphanage. No matter how turbulent the sea of blood is, the beauty in his memory will always protect him until he adapts to everything.
“It turns out that I am no longer alone…”
The curse dragged Han Fei’s will outward. When his consciousness left his mind, Han Fei opened his eyes.
His **** eyes are filled with madness, but this madness is different from the hysteria of laughter. It is quiet, hot, and full of unyielding, like a furnace in the cold winter, in the freezing ice cave Spilled hot molten iron.
“I remember!”