113 – [2] Thought
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The protagonist.
The person who leads the story within the work.
Every work had to have a main character, and the number could be one or several.
And usually, one person was much better in terms of difficulty and accessibility than group dramas with many people.
Gray Zone was a game that dealt with the story of only one main character.
It was a kind of story game, and like other companies, there was a way to support customization to improve immersion.
However, the freedom of character creation was lower than expected.
It was just a level where the development team had to make minimal changes to the character.
According to rumors, various customization features were tied to New Game Plus because bugs were not caught.
Of course, these words feel like lies now, decades after I came to the game world.
Honestly, where is the game where a person dies and ends up in a strange world?
It must have been something supernatural, like the world tree.
On the one hand, I was curious about what kind of main character it would be.
In terms of personality, abilities, and appearance.
It was short and it was so long ago that I hardly remember how I did it.
I remember that I put a lot of effort into customizing the main character.
Ines Adriana Corceiro da Silveira.
Ines Corseiro for short.
If shortened further, a girl who becomes a nickname chosen by the user in the game.
I have greatly strengthened such a woman through customization.
It may sound a bit racist, but it changed her race to white and changed her appearance from an ugly black woman.
The appearance with a lot of my taste added to it would have been roughly pretty.
Even if not as much as 1,000, it means that it would have been worth seeing.
It was really unfortunate that I forgot and didn’t know what it was like.
That might not be it?
Considering the situation at the time, the possibility of not doing so was very small.
Aspects of American games.
It keeps appearing in games whenever you forget.
– “There are a lot of political correctness… ….”
She stuck her tongue out in a rainbow-colored all-out attack, so what if it was discriminatory?
Even if I looked at the contents of the game as it was, I rewrote it with the feeling that I couldn’t do it as much as my character.
In addition, the initial stats were maxed out and the characteristics were very good.
According to this, there was a high possibility that she was on the strong side now.
The only flaw is that the game said that the academy days were mediocre.
The contents of the game and customization could easily be out of sync.
But it didn’t change that she made her stronger, even if it was a contradiction.
And I sincerely hoped that it would continue until now.
I didn’t want no customization.
“Jiangshi? Kang Shi Yi? What do you think?”
“mmm… ….”
A stranger like me also fell here.
Isn’t it possible for the main character to start with everything changed?
To be honest, if I was on the strong side, I killed all the young warriors! I burned the world tree! Game over! The same could have become a reality.
Then I just had to spend the money I had earned, shouting “Hwaseong Galkya” And spending time leisurely.
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Moreover, it could have been better in terms of probability.
The main character was not the real meaning of Mosoladachinta at the beginning of the game.
During her academy years, she usually hung out with Shannon, a brown-haired, brown-eyed Asian woman and a tall, heterogeneous man.
The double tall, heterogeneous man was her boyfriend, and she even thought about getting married, but it was set up that there was no more.
“If I don’t eat Picadillo, will I eat it?”
“Hmmm—”
“I have no words. I should just eat the lasagna. Oh, go ahead and eat that too.”
“Yes~”
But, that was the problem.
To be honest, isn’t it a bit strange that an ugly woman met a tall, heterogeneous man?
I don’t know if it’s the shady will of the development team or the bizarre reality that we don’t know, but it was strange.
It was a sense of difference between male idols abandoning ordinary people and meeting ugly people.
Of course, men could be ugly as well, but judging from the hints in the game, that wasn’t the case.
As a result, pretty things felt more realistic.
Even though it seems like an ugly lookism, my honest heart was like that.
I’m a person who saves the world, so it’s good if you’re pretty and handsome.
“Why are you imagining yourself becoming a woman? You keep getting bruised.”
“I don’t think so…… Is there something complicated about it?”
“Hmm, it feels like my thoughts have increased a lot since Thursday… ….”
“Thursday…… Yo. This? Nothing happened except for a normal lecture orientation.”
“Hmm, I don’t know. Hey Jiangshi. Me and Shannon eat all the rice pudding?”
Wait, on second thought, that wasn’t such an ugly idea.
If you think about it, didn’t the main character steal my kerma?
I was in a situation where I needed to be comforted, since I had lost a body that could be said to be mine.
I don’t have the confidence to live well as a woman, but I did anyway.
“Yum yum.”
After that, it was around the time I got out of those thoughts.
When I came to my senses, the table was empty.
When I turned my head, I saw a friend with a better personality than Hitler and a timid lizard munching all the leftovers.
I asked where all my food had gone.
“You were thinking about something else, so I just ate it all.”
“Yes, should I order a new one if it is not enough?”
“…… Wait, my coconut drink?”
“I drank that.”
Thousands shook the coconut drink.
Even the straw I put my mouth on was stuck.
“That was delicious.”
“It was delicious. It doesn’t even taste like water washed with rags, and it’s definitely different.”
“But that is the straw I used.”
I stared at her as she held her straw with my saliva in her mouth.
Chunma shrugged her head as if there was no problem.
“Well, it could be between friends.”
In what country do friends suck at other people’s things at random?
No matter how much we say we live together, this wasn’t a big deal.
“Moreover, by mistake, we shared toothbrushes, cutlery, laptops, beds, and pornography. What’s the point of a straw— ouch!!!”
I was really proud of it.
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The element of memory has always been easy to distort.
You can distort it yourself, the situation can distort it, or something material can distort it.
What was certain was that memory was such a soft element that it had to be treated with care.
If not, it could have been like denying your whole life.
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Must be, like someone thinks of the past.
She entered an exhibition hall with endless pictures.
It was heterogeneous, but the content was not at all heterogeneous.
After taking a few steps, memories from her childhood were hanging on the wall in the form of vivid pictures.
There was a time when I didn’t know anything and felt good.
As soon as she walked a little further, memories of when she was slightly older hung over.
It was a time when I realized that it was life in earnest.
A few more steps later, I saw a smiling person.
It was a memory with someone I thought was precious when I was young.
She smiled and walked further.
“Ah… ….”
This time it was at school.
It was a really good time to see them hanging out together.
I stared at the photo because it was taken in a good composition.
Then he stroked himself in the picture as if he liked it.
“…… ?”
But, it was strange.
Her face was strangely twisted as she stroked herself in the picture.
A bizarre figure that looks like two people overlapping each other.
She stroked the picture once more in an unknown phenomenon.
“What is this…….”
That wasn’t a very good choice.
The more she stroked her, the more her self in her photos gradually changed.
It was distorted, distorted, faded, disappeared, and changed.
At the end of the day, it became clear who the person in the picture was.
“Thousands…… ?”
The devil was laughing.
It’s also the demon that took her own life.
Hana Im shook her head as if she misunderstood something.
As if she was running away right away, she started looking around at the other pictures.
“What, what.”
But she says there is no paradise where she fled.
All the photos that were memories were tainted.
She was the only one there where she was supposed to be.
Reflexively, she ran to find where the thousand were missing.
The exhibition hall was infinite, so no matter how much I ran, there was no end.
On the contrary, only the thousand in the picture only got bigger.
At the end, it was when a thousand of them devoured the entire photo.
She ran aimlessly and closed her eyes.
She closed her eyes for a while, then opened her eyes gently.
When she turned her head, luckily the thousand were gone.
She was not in the picture.
Of course, I meant that there was no one.
The endlessly distorted photos seemed to show someone’s shattered past.
On the other hand, it seemed like he was expressing his hatred towards someone when he saw it from a distance.
Interestingly enough, Hana Im knew very well who the target was.
In the first place, at this time, she had only one object for which she felt hatred.
“No, no… ….”
It was denied, but it was not denied.
How could she fake what she did in real life?
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More than many people remember.
It was something that could never be done or started.
It was around the time she didn’t know how many times she had run like that.
The end of the exhibition hall has finally arrived.
At the end was the biggest picture.
No, it was a moving video disguised as a photograph.
In a short video of about 1 minute, only one was shown repeatedly.
They were scenes where he cursed at a friend he once trusted and liked.
The moments that started it all.
Unable to hold on, she knelt down.
“Mi, sorry! I must have been crazy for a while…… ! Until I thought of you…….”
Everything was scary.
I regretted the ruined reality.
Then he continued to make excuses in confusion.
What he did was morally painful.
“Forgive me just once…… I will definitely pay for ignoring your words…… I won’t do that from next time…… Please… ….”
Unfortunately, there was little chance that such pain would go away.
That’s why someone put a hand on Hana Im’s shoulder.
The feeling of being torn to pieces.
She moved her blurry gaze.
“Peekaboo?”
There were a thousand horses standing there.
As Hana Im tilted her head, she took one of her matchboxes out of her pocket.
I was looking at something.
And it didn’t take long for her to realize it was a mistake.
Chunmari threw her fist at Hana Im.
With a thump, Hana Im rolled on her floor.
I couldn’t come to my senses from the strange pain.
A thousand horses rode right on top of Imhana.
“Drugs were good?! I’ll put it back!!!”
I then took several of her blades of grass from her matchbox.
Hana Im tried to hold on somehow, but she just couldn’t win.
“Ha ha— kyaaak!”
“As long as you are gone, Kang Xian is mine! Only if you disappear! Ahahahahaha!!!”
The feeling of facing an irresistible presence.
In the end, the blade of grass went into my mouth and I felt the sensation of exploding firecrackers.
Thump!
“Ahhh! Aww!”
It was around that time that I opened my eyes.
Everything has changed from a pure white space to a pitch-black space.
I stood up as if to run away, and let out a rough breath.
Instinctively she turned on the light and then she let out a sigh.
“A dream, it must have been a dream… ….”
It was a very bad nightmare.
I shook my body and picked up the phone on the table.
Then, the first thing she saw was the news of the death of another friend of her own.
It was a terrible message that I saw before going to bed.
