My Iyashikei Game Chapter 689: Stage 9
Chapter 690 Stage Nine
The death video shot from the perspective of ghosts touched Han Fei's heart.
He saw himself in the eyes of his family members, the self that had been forgotten long ago.
Some moved, some embarrassment, some happiness, and some happiness, and these emotions he had never had before.
Lying on the legs of the paper figurine, Han Fei's consciousness entered his mind wrapped in a curse, and the huge colorful butterfly set off a storm in his mind. In order to get the maze map out, it wanted to tear Han Fei's brain apart. Destroy everything in your head.
Nightmare needs to be woven with one's past memories and despair. After being cornered by the curse, the incarnation of "dream" crashes into the biggest crack in the memory barrier with all the anger.
The pain at that moment made Han Fei feel as if his head was being torn apart. In his impression, he had experienced such pain before. A long time ago, someone opened his head and put something into it .
The butterfly with the labyrinth tattoo is one of the most valued incarnations of Meng. Its huge size is soaked in the colors of the entire city. Every time it flaps, it will drop countless dream dust, setting off a storm in the mind.
As the owner of this body, Han Fei had no resistance to the butterfly's invasion. He wanted to use the most evil and dangerous villain as a scalpel in his hand to cut open the shackles of fate.
"I should be able to think of them this time, right?"
The huge butterfly with nowhere to escape, with the labyrinth tattoo on its body, got into the memory barrier.
Not only did Han Fei not stop him, but he also let the **** paper man drive all kinds of curses about 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 basis for a person to become a unique self. But Han Fei dared to curse without hesitation, decisively, and ruthlessly, which was also his unconditional trust in the **** paper man.
Consciousness couldn't see the scene behind the memory barrier. Han Fei only knew that the cracks on the barrier were getting bigger and bigger, and the **** despair kept oozing out, dyeing his mind red.
More and more memory fragments flowed out along with the desperate blood, and Han Fei saw many fragments of his previous life.
"What have I been through?"
The frequency of encountering ghosts and monsters is more than the number of times you eat every day. After midnight, you are either fleeing for your life or on the way to flee for your life. That life experience does not even dare to shoot ghost movies like this, for fear of exhausting the ghost .
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, one type comes from the thrilling night, one type comes from the past that has been replaced by others, and the last type is completely blood-red.
"I am shy and inferior during the day, and I am so crazy that I am afraid 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 its own soul to be scattered, and gathered Han Fei's most desperate and painful memories behind the memory barrier. Together.
Its original intention was to make all the despair and pain erupt, completely destroy Han Fei as a person, and make him a puppet sunk in despair forever, but it didn't know that Han Fei was waiting for this moment.
Those memories that he least wanted to be mentioned burned in his mind like a fire, and all the painful past turned into flames, burning Han Fei's soul and throwing his will into the flames.
Every nerve was pulled by the pain, and Han Fei's consciousness was like a lonely boat in a storm, with despair and pain constantly pounding him.
When he was almost unable to hold on, the video left by the seven ghosts gave him a kind of strength.
Family love, care, friendship, companionship, these emotions that he didn't have in his mind at all, as the video images emerged in his mind, it turned out that he was not alone. abandoned.
His closed eyes began to tremble. Han Fei felt the **** paper figure gently stroking his head. The seven ghosts in the video looked at him worriedly.
The soul that is about to be torn apart gains the strength to continue, that kind of warm emotion, some people call it anticipation, and some people call it hope.
"I won't just disappear! My existence has its own meaning! No matter what this city will become 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 was about to be torn apart, but his soul was roaring. He had never been so sure of his mind like now.
"I have my own family, my own friends, and my own loved ones. They make me a unique existence in this world. No one can replace me!"
Countless memories were crushed by despair, and under the sea of blood-red memories, there is a **** orphanage that has been completely sealed off!
The butterfly gathered all the negative things in Han Fei's mind, but it still couldn't shake the orphanage behind the memory barrier. It was desperate, and finally chose to stimulate Han Fei to the maximum, after amplifying all the negative emotions, Go crash into the orphanage deep in the sea of blood.
Butterfly has seen through it. The foundation of Han Fei's memory is the orphanage. Only by destroying it can Han Fei be 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 into the orphanage.
The orphanage door, which had been closed all along, was opened at this moment!
The death knell sounded, a torrent of blood poured out from the orphanage, and the laughter of thirty-one children appeared at the same time.
The butterfly fluttered its wings and wanted 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 debt hidden in the orphanage. Han Fei's mind!
The person who was originally locked up in the Scarlet Orphanage has disappeared. Where he once stood, there is a fragment of a butterfly wing.
Feeling the same kind of breath, the huge butterfly was really scared. It can read other people's memories, and saw the whole process of the butterfly not being crushed to death.
The lunatic who was supposed to be locked up in the Scarlet Orphanage found a way out amidst Han Fei's constant death and coma because he crushed the butterfly to death.
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 slaughter flooded the butterfly, and a huge wave of blood hit the barrier of memory.
The sea of blood in the orphanage was released, and the barrier blocking Han Fei's memory was crumbling, and a large number of memory fragments flowed out along the gap.
The laughter of the children rang in his mind. Han Fei saw the faces of thirty-one children and saw the inhuman treatment they had suffered, and those thirty-one children were just the tip of the iceberg. Each of them They are all selected from among more innocent children.
There are too many children, and most of them fell into endless pain. Only one child, relying on a special personality capable of self-healing, went to the end.
The personality who was once judged not to have any aggressive tendencies, picked up a knife in despair on the last night of the experiment, and he helped all the children end their pain and despair before going completely mad.
The **** night covered everything. Han Fei, who was cursed and protected in the center, looked at the memory fragments deep in his mind. He was accepting his past in this form.
The two separated personalities, on the day after the memory was completely erased, began to devour each other again, and both wanted to become their true selves.
"Which one is me? Which one is the real me!"
The **** memories gushing out of the orphanage flooded everything, covered Han Fei's original experience, and crushed the colorful butterfly.
The dreamlike wings disappeared, and the huge paradise maze tattoo was scattered in Han Fei's mind, and the core of the maze map tattoo happened to be in the deepest part of Han Fei's mind.
There seems to be a black box hidden in the place that even the 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 maze.
"Han Fei! Han Fei!"
Calls rang in his ears, but were quickly covered by the children's laughter. Han Fei tried his best to support his consciousness and prevent himself from melting into the sea of blood. He tried very hard to distinguish those who kept him. The voice is like an extremely stubborn child who wants to get back bright pearls in the storm.
His life was once full of blood, 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 rang in my ears uninterruptedly: "Wake up! F is temporarily delayed, Qiangwei asked me to tell you secretly You, this is just a game! We are in "Perfect Life"! You are the best actor, and your name is Han Fei!"
The other party connected Han Fei's memory in reality, and all the cracks in the barrier that blocked the memory were connected together. With the sound of cracking, Han Fei felt that the big lock in his mind was opened, and the turbulent tide of students was engulfing him. Most of Han Fei's memories rushed through the memory barrier and flooded Han Fei's mind!
"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully reached stage nine! Only the last stage is 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.
His consciousness was floating in the sea of blood, and countless memory fragments flooded into his mind, some of which belonged to him, and some of which he had no memory of at all. Man ~IndoMTL.com~ took part of his memory with him too!
"I saw it, he is me, the me with a healing personality."
Healing personalities can heal all other personalities, except that they cannot completely heal themselves.
The flashes of memory protected Han Fei's consciousness. In addition to despair and pain, there were too many touches and joys in his mind. It was those things that supported him and made him always have hope, forever forward.
"It turns out that he has been alone in the sea of blood..."
Han Fei was different from the man who escaped from the orphanage. No matter how turbulent the sea of blood was, the beauty in his memory would always protect him until he got used to everything.
"It turns out that I am no longer alone..."
The curse dragged Han Fei's will outward, and when his consciousness left his mind, Han Fei opened his eyes.
His blood-colored eyes were filled with madness, but this kind of madness was different from the hysteria of laughter. It was quiet, hot, and full of unyielding, like a furnace in the cold winter, in a frozen ice cave Hot molten iron splashed out.
"I remembered!"
(end of this chapter)