The Righteous Player(s)

　　 After my sister's voice suddenly sounded.

　　 saw the refrigerator door in the living room suddenly open.

　　 The "sister" with one bare leg walked out of it, wrapped in cold air and ice.

　　 But others were not surprised by her appearance.

　　Because at the same time that "sister" appeared, the others seemed to have become sluggish dolls—they fell silent in an instant.

　　 Their faces became blurred, like "faceless men". Including the hanged Huang Mao, from them there is no trace of the traits that belong to Annan.

　　 The surrounding area became quiet for a moment, only the light of the setting sun spilled in from outside the house.

　　Annan was sitting in a wheelchair, bathed in the light of the setting sun, with a calm expression that was almost serene... and her sister stood opposite him, with a pale white chill on her body-that was the darkest corner of the whole room.

　　 The two stared at each other.

　　 They are separated by half a room, but they seem to be separated by the whole world.

　　 "This should be our first meeting."

　　 After a short delay, Annan broke the silence first.

　　He chuckled gently.

　　 The old face is a kind smile that makes people feel good and close without knowing it: "How should I call you?"

　　 "How would you like to call yourself?"

　　 The gentle and shy expression on "Sister"'s face no longer hides it, and becomes indifferent: "Calling—does this kind of thing really make sense to us?"

　　 Although there is not much difference in height. But the indifferent and emotionless gaze was like a **** overlooking the world from a high peak.

　　 "There are still some."

　　 Annan said stubbornly.

　　 His pupils seemed to flash in the depths: "You and I are different-two completely different people. Because the trajectories of our two destinies will inevitably go in different directions.

　　 "You are not my shadow, and I am not your substitute. We are the same and different, we are twins together."

　　 "...heh, the legend of Gemini."

　　 Hei Annan chuckled, holding his chest in his arms noncommittal: "The legend of the son of **** and the son of man.

　　 "Since I was the one who died first, that means...I am the son of man and you are the son of god?"

　　 Hearing this, Annan was startled.

　　 He asked back: "Don't you have my memory?"

"Yes."

　　 Hei Annan sighed and leaned back on the refrigerator: "So, in fact, what you said is really right.

"After leaving this world, I have never improved. Your experience is yours alone... You are indeed not my stand-in. From this perspective, we are indeed two completely different people now. ."

　　 "But we are brothers closer than anyone else."

　　 Annan smiled.

　　 Hei Annan sighed, "Why do you always look at people so innocent?

　　 "Did the reversal of Winter's Heart make you childish? Then I really want to regret my stupid behavior..."

　　 "It's not so simple and naive, it's slack."

　　 The almost kind smile on Annan's face did not disappear: "Because there are not so many people who are willing to be hostile to me.

　　 "Everyone who is my enemy is everyone's enemy. Because I am walking on a path that makes the most people happy...I am the star of the way in front of people."

　　 "It's just a guide star, but it's far not worthy of my sacrifice. I can do that kind of thing," Hei Annan sighed again and said quietly, "You have to be the sun... Annan.

　　 "Will you... let me down? Would you make me regret it and make me feel that my self-exile plan was wrong?"

　　 "Why do you have to use questions?"

　　 Annan asked, "Are you so insecure about me?

　　 "Even to test my layout, it is so simple. It is comparable to the puzzle of the Conan theater version..."

　　 Hearing this, Hei Annan was in a daze.

　　 He was silent for a long time before he replied softly, "I have not heard a similar conversation for a long, long, long time."

　　 "You are too lonely."

　　 Annan also lowered his voice.

He told the story of what happened to him: "I have faced a similar situation before. It was an enemy who tried to seize my body. He was a dead undead, but got my past experience and tried to bring it back to life. "

　　 "What happened to him after that?"

　　 "Naturally I was defeated. But before that, he became a mirror image of me-I mean, the hair color and the pupil color are completely opposite. You know."

　　 "Ah, I understand."

　　 Black Annan immediately understood what Annan meant.

　　 "Every minute and every second of me, I am stronger than the last moment. But after mixing his ingredients into the perfect me, the purity becomes lower.

　　 "So he asked me—purity, is it useful?"

"so good……"

　　 Hearing Annan’s narration, the face of "Sister" showed a little envy.

　　 "So, I want to say...you should be very lonely."

"certainly."

　　 "Sister" nodded lightly: "There is nothing to hide from myself. There is nothing hard to say... After all, when you asked this, you must have guessed it."

　　 "Because the one who knows me best is you. And the one who knows you best is me. I am you, and you are me."

　　 "——For the justice of his belief, who is not afraid of all blasphemous acts?"

　　 Hei Annan subconsciously took over.

　　 She stared at Annan, and the two suddenly laughed at the same time.

　　 The subtle atmosphere of opposition dissipated, and the two became harmonious again.

　　 "...Since you mentioned this, you should have guessed the essence of this nightmare."

　　 Hei Annan sighed: "It's the other me."

　　 "There is nothing hard to guess."

Annan whispered: "It's a simple thing-according to Greysmith, when I want you to come back, when I enter this alien-level nightmare, I must use my body to enter. In other words, at this moment, my heart of winter has been replaced. Became the heart of justice.

　　"And you are not in my body...it was impossible to be there from the very beginning. You were placed in the egg of dreaming by the graysmith in the form of ‘ash of memory’.

　　 "In other words-you are an ‘NPC’ in this nightmare. And I want you to join my ‘squad’, and I have to pay a certain price."

　　 "Or," Hei Annan interrupted, "Let me be the'nightmare reward' itself."

　　 "No matter what is possible," Annan continued, "you will be the [producer] of this nightmare.

"Although you are the person who knows me best, you cannot ask a question that will stump me. Because you are not angry with this world... You are not forced by anyone~www.wuxiaspot.com ~I left voluntarily.

　　 "But according to what I know about myself-you can't recognize me directly. That's really boring.

　　 "You will interfere with this nightmare, and hide a reminder in it that I can see at a glance. This is as pleasant as a secret sign between childhood friends.

　　 "In that case...you will definitely not hide at the bottom of the level and watch me go through the levels one after another. If it is ‘I’, you will be happy to participate in it. Then you will be the first level.

"In other words, my experience in the'first week'. It is the title you gave me. If I was really dull and stupid, and did not recognize you by the sixth reincarnation, you would be in the first Killed me personally in seven samsara—I’m right.”

　　 Although Annan is asking, but the tone is declarative.

　　 The "sister" he was watching just silently said nothing.

　　 And in front of Annan, the main task was finally refreshed:

　　【Main Mission: Sunset】

　　 Immediately, large small prints appeared again under this line of words:

　　【Find another self (completed)】

　　【Find the real dead person】

　　【Find the truth】

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