Genshin Impact: What should I do if I become my own character? !

Chapter 791 You Long for Death, Not Life

But if we talk about pets, it does fit people's impression of a solitary witch...

After all, a strange and unconventional pet is more in line with people's impression of a strange, uncommunicative, and unpopular witch...

I wonder what people will call me in the future?

Miss Norinci Eldana?

Sunset Witch?

Someone who is harder to ignore than a blooming flower...

The last title was something she came up with. Nuolinxi felt that if she wanted to praise her own beauty, she would of course say that she was more dazzling than flowers!

After all, I can't compare to jewelry, but at least I can compare to flowers. Compared to the brilliance of jewelry, at least I am more dazzling than flowers...

"As for me, the longer I live, the more painful it becomes. The more I understand this world, the more painful it becomes..."

The slime is still the same...

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"Did I make you unhappy? I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to infect anyone with my bad mood, but it really hurts. To me, pain is strange and hard to understand, so..."

The pain I couldn't express to anyone else was all inflicted on myself. I suddenly realized that I was a madman, but this madness was too difficult for others to detect...

If I didn't have a pet, I would still talk to myself in the room. In fact, it's not the pet's arrival that makes the room noisier, but the pet's arrival makes it easier for me to speak out...

"If possible, would you like to listen to me sing a song? Don't worry, I know my singing is terrible, so it will be over soon."

The little slime didn't understand what the other party meant, but just looked at him quietly.

I cleared my throat and started singing a ballad I hadn't sung for a long time...

The moment I sang that ballad again for the first time, I was startled by the sound of my own voice. How could this be? Why did my voice sound so strange?

I was stunned for a long time, thinking that my voice was very strange. I looked at myself in the mirror calmly, a familiar yet unfamiliar face...

It's so familiar, but why does it feel different?

I returned to my seat quietly, even feeling a little powerless.

I hummed softly once more, this time without stopping, as if I had lost my own voice. How strange...

"What are you thinking?"

"...My voice has become so strange..."

"Nothing serious is wrong. At least everything sounds fine to me."

The voice in my head still echoes the same way as when I first got to know each other. It's so normal, isn't it?

"..."

"You are a little too tired, my child. You have endured too much recently, and you are too sad. Are you willing to confide in me? You don't want to live, you want to die as you expected, but I stopped all this because I wanted you to accompany me..."

This statement is correct. Those who feel afraid of being alive actually don’t want to live in the first place... The fear of living is even greater than that of death. Living is scary, isn’t it?

"So the reason I'm unhappy, as you said, is simply because I survived..."

Is this true? Why am I so unhappy? Is it just because I survived?

"...You've always hoped to sacrifice yourself in some indescribable way, so that everyone would admire you when they think of you, saying you were such a good person. You hope that you will never be forgotten, that after your death, someone will express sincere love and affection. You crave all of this. And now, if you die, thanks to your reputation, your voice, and your deeds, everyone will remember you forever, and they will erect statues for you. And your best friend, the gods, will spend their almost endless lives remembering this friend..."

"..."

"This is your desire, my child. Your desire is to be admired by others. You don't want to be like this when you are born. You hope to be like this after you die... You are afraid of desire, but this is your desire. You hope that you will not become a wrong person. You cannot summarize your life, so you need help..."

"This is my wish. Are you kidding me?! I'm sorry, I was a little too emotional. This isn't some weird thing to say. I just want to tell you that it's not like that... Maybe I do yearn for a normal life, just like you said. These completion notification sounds are just like a game. When you complete a task, there will be a notification sound. All relationships can be displayed, and everything can be seen. I'm not like this now. I can only grope in the dark for my perfect ending, but there is no perfect ending in the world..."

If only life were like a game, where effort would be rewarded, and there could be many different endings, but there would always be a good one...

"Life is not a game, and there will not be a so-called best ending. But life is not a game either, and there will only be one ending: be. After all, life is not a tragic novel. No matter what, there will always be a turning point. Don't be too sad. Perhaps this is a sign that life is getting better."

I've played a lot of games, and my favorite is the development type, so I understand how difficult it is. If I don't find a strategy, I may only get a good ending after three or four tries...

I want her to be happy, so I'm trying my best to teach her better. But society isn't a game. Learning doesn't guarantee you'll become a talent, achieving doesn't guarantee success, and completing doesn't guarantee you'll never fail again.

"Don't worry too much, you're fine, it will be over soon. Just hold your little pet for a while... I really like you, and your pet loves the smell of life that comes with you."

"They all like the taste of life, especially slimes, who are very sensitive to vitality. They crave life because they need to eat, that's all. His liking for me comes from the relationship between food supply and food. This is too normal, too unstable..."

"...All physiological instincts can be explained in the simplest way, but people will stubbornly apply everything to emotions. This is too normal, isn't it? So why not view this world as a little more magical, and regard all intimacy as emotion..."

It's like a cat rubbing against you, like snowflakes falling on your head, like flower petals falling on your palm, like the sunset just when you look up. Treat everything as emotion, it's beautiful that way.