Can't remember when the killing started.
Anyway, when Amu reacted, the fight had already started for a while. Trapped on the edge of the world, people fight each other, but can't quite kill each other, so they are so angry that they roar like roaring beasts.
Everyone in Amu's sight was struggling. They had hideous faces, babbled nonsense, brandished all the weapons they could imagine, and used all the methods they could master to try their best to hurt others.
Yet why would they do this? Amu couldn't understand.
Or... He actually understands.
Understand their desire to run away, understand their desire to break free, understand their desire to run to freedom.
Why are you stuck here? Is it because of the desire to live? But there's nothing wrong with this desire, because all living things want to live, to live forever, what's wrong with that? What's wrong with that
Are we to be punished for our desire to survive
Or, it is because the so-called freedom often symbolizes death.
If you want to live, you can only be trapped here forever. If you want to be free, you have to die. You can never have both.
"It would be great if it could end." In the ruins, the timid Ashin held Amu's hand, looked at the chaotic and tragic scene in front of him, and said sadly: "It would be great if someone could end this."
"Ashin, don't make a wish." Amu reached out and hugged his younger brother tightly into his arms, stroking the messy hair on his head, and said in a low voice, "Don't make a wish, you can't make a wish."
Ashin didn't quite understand his brother's words, he raised his head and looked into his brother's eyes: "Why?"
"This world never really fulfills people's wishes," said Amu sadly. "It only brings death...and disaster."
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The faceless man woke up from Ashin's memory, he opened his eyes, and shivered unconsciously.
Soon, someone accepted him with a warm embrace, and the faceless man felt that he was hugged tightly, and the heat of the breath of the person hugging him was blowing on the faceless man's head.
The faceless man raised his head, and what came into view was the handsome face of the mature version of Amu. Amu played with the hair on the forehead of the faceless man with his fingers, and by the way, he leaned over to kiss the faceless man's mouth.
His lips were warm and wet, and his tongue was licking sticky. The faceless man felt that he was being kissed so hard to breathe, but he didn't resist, and obediently nestled in Amu's arms, even wrapping his arms around Amu's shoulders.
After kissing for a long time, he let go. The faceless man was still in a trance. He stared at A Mu's eyes for a long time and called out, "Brother."
This title made Amu stunned for a moment, but he didn't refute or correct him. He seemed very happy, and he rubbed the faceless man's hair and replied, "Huh?"
"It wasn't you who made the wish." The faceless man said, staring at A Mu without blinking, and repeated, "The one who made the wish was not you...but it was indeed you."
Amu didn't seem to understand what the faceless man said. He squinted his eyes and smiled: "What the hell is my cute little star talking about?"
The faceless man didn't answer Amu's question, he put his head on Amu's shoulder and cuddled up in his arms dependently. Then Amu felt the skirt of his chest getting wet, and realized that his little Xingxing was crying.
"Why are you crying?" Amu vigorously held Little Xingxing's paw, and kissed his forehead comfortingly.
"...I'm sorry" Little Xingxing said, crying and ambiguously, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, brother... it's all my fault."
"Don't cry." Amu had no choice but to gag Xiao Xingxing's mouth to stop him from crying, and also threatened him by the way: "If you cry again, I will continue to fuck you."
Amu's intimidation was quite effective, probably because he was tossed too hard before. Now that the faceless man heard Amu say that he wanted to fuck him, he felt weak all over, and such a picture naturally appeared in his mind. As for the lower body, there is a tendency to look up.
"My little star has been trained to become turbulent." Amu and the faceless man are spiritually connected, even if they can't fully read each other's thoughts, they can clearly feel the emotional changes of the faceless man, so Amu naturally reached out to touch it. he.
The faceless man was not wearing anything, but was wrapped in a blanket, which meant he was defenseless. Amu's fingers invaded easily, irritating the faceless man at a loss, he pushed Amu's arm without pain.
"Don't...don't." The faceless man shook his head with tears still on his face, "I feel bad...it hurts..."
Amu relented a little, and put his arms around the other's waist: "It really hurts?"
The faceless man nodded with red eyes, and muttered: "My butt hurts... my waist is sore... I don't feel it anymore... You're still eating away at my spirit, I'm so tired..."
"Little cutie, now you know you have to pretend to be pitiful?" Amu smiled. Although he knew that the Faceless Man was pretending to be pitiful, he still chose to let him go and rubbed him in his arms fondly.
"It's useless to pretend to be pitiful." Amu said lustfully, "You will be fucked by me for the rest of your life, you know?"
The Faceless Man could obviously imagine that scene, and he couldn't help but tremble again, so he had to try his best to get leniency for himself: "Don't, don't go too far..."
"Of course I will go too far." Amu smiled triumphantly and kissed him unscrupulously, "You are my cute little slave, and you have no right to resist."
The Faceless Man couldn't help asking him, "Why are you doing this to me?"
Amu replied gently: "Didn't I tell you the reason? I just want to treat you like this."
"You can't do this to me..." the faceless man protested softly.
"Why not?"
"Because... because I will..." The faceless man couldn't continue, and he didn't know how to express it. He lowered his head, trying to calm down the surging strange emotions that surged up in his heart.
After a long while, the faceless man suppressed his strange self, and said calmly, "I'm not a good person. If I catch you in the gap, I won't hesitate to stab you in the back... so you are sure not to kill me directly. Did you kill me?"
"That's really strange." A Mu thoughtfully, staring at the faceless man's flushed cheeks, he teased and said, "Since the two of us have connected spiritually, I have never felt killing intent from you... stabbing in the back I'm afraid that the knife is just a talk, right?"
The faceless man's face turned red, he didn't know how to refute, and finally he could only emphasize: "I will definitely do this!"
Amu compromised and nodded solemnly: "Well, this is indeed a threat, I have to pay attention to it."
"You didn't pay attention at all!" The faceless man was angry, he grabbed Amu's collar, and unconsciously approached Amu's face, Amu took advantage of the opportunity to kiss him.
The faceless man covered his mouth and said angrily, "Don't keep kissing me!"
"I don't just want to kiss, I also want to..." Amu stared intently at the faceless man's red lips, and then let go of his thoughts so that the faceless man could see the picture in his mind. It was about to drip red, and he had to hold Amu's face and shouted loudly: "Don't think about it!"
Seeing that he was shy, Amu smiled slyly, put his arms around him and whispered: "I will try next time, you have no choice, understand?"
"As, as you..." The faceless man lowered his head and voice, his voice was like a mosquito, "Don't keep thinking about such things."
"That's right, beauty is misleading, it's time for us to talk about serious business." Amu suddenly became serious, he reached out and grabbed the hair on the back of the faceless man's head, and pulled it lightly to force the faceless man to look up.
"I want your identity, the identity of the marginal will, the identity of the 'god', my dear." Amu said.
Amu's posture is very tough, he likes to completely suppress the faceless man, and then watch him struggle in his arms. His satisfaction and pleasure can be transmitted to the Faceless Man without reservation through the spiritual connection, and the Faceless Man resents him for this.
It's just that Amu can always get what he wants, he is a powerful person, no matter in any respect, he is far stronger than the faceless man who only has superficial strength.
The Faceless Man could only submit obediently, and he replied honestly: "Kill me, and you will get my identity."
"I don't want to kill you." Amu shook his head. "If I kill you, I won't have any toys. For an interesting toy like you, I have to toss it a bit first."
"Then if I'm 'broken', will you kill me?" The Faceless Man asked again.
"Do you want to die that much?" Amu pressed the faceless man on the chair, and the faceless man realized the environment they were in now. They were no longer in the test map β, but in a familiar on the throne.
"Do you want to die that much?" A Mu asked again, "I remember that you are most afraid of death. You tried every means to torment Mu Qin and Zhou Yue, just because of Mu Qin's wish, you want him to bring you Come 'eternal life', right?"
The Faceless Man didn't speak, he kept silent, lay down obediently, let Amu press on him and do whatever he wanted to him.
But Amu couldn't bear to see his silence, so he stretched out his hand to pinch the faceless man's chin, and ordered, "Answer me."
"No, there is no eternal life..." The faceless man couldn't resist Amu's order, his eye circles were red, and he spoke intermittently and slowly.
The spiritual connection between Ah Mu and the Faceless Man is completely different from the spiritual connection between Mu Qin and Zhou Yue.
Mu Qin and Zhou Yue formed a spiritual connection equally, which is the so-called "equal contract". But Amu enslaves the Faceless Man as the "master". This is an unequal contract, so as long as Amu "orders", the Faceless Man cannot resist him.
The faceless man who has no power of resistance can only speak out the reality that he does not want to face in his heart: "I know very well that wishes in the marginal world never bring people a happy ending. I also know very well that like A person with a heart like Mu Qin would never make an eternal wish for me."
"I just want people to recognize me, to admit that I existed."