"No! No!!!... I don't believe you are Ayatsuji, all of this is fake, all of this must be fake!!!" Witt shook his head in a gaffe, and retreated all the way, trying to escape This situation... Yes, after going through this journey, his spirit has begun to fall into an endless cliff, and the last straw supporting his rationality has also collapsed decisively with Ayatsuji's words.
However, Ayatsuji, who was in front of him, approached him step by step, saying painful words: "Witt, you like to escape from reality too much. If you choose to escape in the original world, you can enter the game; but in this game, you Where else can we hide?—Here, we all have no choice but to fight, to die or to live!"
"No!-"
Witt hadn't finished his refusal when Ayatsuji rushed forward, kicked him to the ground with a flying kick, then jumped onto his body and grabbed his neck.
Despair instantly overshadowed all emotions, the neck that was strangled, the head that was about to explode, and the memories of the original world mixed with the fragments of the earlier killings, and those memories of adventures in the Brave Continent, finally turned into anger, The anger at this game, the anger at his own incompetence, this anger made his body explode—he suddenly had the strength he didn't know where he came from, and just like that, he broke off Ayatsuji's fingers that were pressing tightly on his neck one by one. .
The girl sitting on top of her had a surprised expression on her face, and the look of horror in her eyes was the first time Witt had seen since he knew her.
Therefore, Witt said clearly word by word: "You. No. Are. Really. Her!"
After finishing speaking, he broke her wrist with all his strength, and said: "Since it is a fake world, then my consciousness must be able to dominate. I want to live! I want to get out of here!" The girl pulled herself off her body and threw it aside.
Clutching her twisted wrist, the girl looked at Witt with even more horror, watching him stand up and stand in front of her like a giant.
Witt stayed where he was standing, quietly looked at Ayatsuji who he believed to be a fake, and said slowly: "The game should be over, I won't kill you, because you will disappear by yourself, follow this world Together, it's time for me to go back, I've had enough."
As the voice fell, the sound of glass shattering began to come from all directions, and the color of glazed glass faintly revealed in the white light began to show signs of shattering, one by one intersecting and intersecting, becoming more and more shattered, as if it could be shattered into ashes in minutes , drifting in the wind, however, when the glass was still scattered everywhere, Ayatsuji began to erode into smoke, and disappeared little by little.
Afterwards, the white world collapsed as Witt had imagined, and the underground of the white light was endless darkness, and he began to fall, fall again...
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During this fall, Witt forced himself not to close his eyes. He watched the white smoke dissipate, and kept repeating in his heart: It should be over, this is just a dream... It should be over.
A white light flashed in front of his eyes, he opened his eyes clearly, but what he saw seemed like a movie or a dream behind the camera—
It was a morning in the east building, he was lying in the pool-like bath taking a morning shower, the voice of the butler Russell came through the internal communication system on the wall: "Master Witt, Mrs. and the master stayed in the east building last night, The two of you are already waiting for you to have breakfast in the restaurant on the first floor."
Hearing this, he was not half happy, but heaved a heavy sigh.
After dressing, he came to the dining area and sat on the seat. He listened to his parents talking about his father's research project, as boring as usual.
Finally, after swallowing a strawberry, he got up to leave this meaningless breakfast.
"Is this ready to eat?" The mother turned the conversation to her son.
"Eat." Witt lowered his head, moved his chair and prepared to turn around.
But his mother stopped him: "What have you been up to lately? - You still have to find a few serious things to do for yourself. If you can't, just go to any company in the family to find a job. It's not an option to do nothing like this every day." .”
"Your mother is right." Father also turned his head, "Born into a family with such excellent genes, it shouldn't be so mediocre. You can't embarrass us too much."
He clenched his fists unconsciously, but only said "hmm" a few times, and was about to leave...
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Yeah, he always said to himself, he didn't want to waste time with people in his family who didn't understand him. But the truth is, he may just be used to being ignored and lack the courage to express his opinion.
On that day, he had actually made up his mind to apply for the Phantom Hunter exam, but he was unable to express his wish to his family members, even his biological parents.
He didn't dare to say... He was afraid of being blamed, afraid of being underestimated——
He has lived under too much expectation since he was a child, and he has been disappointed with his parents over and over again. He hates to see the disappointed expressions on their faces...
He knew it was cowardice.