【Arcaea】这个我们从未活过的世界（2）(12)
Her head became clouded. Her mind began to break. What was she supposed to do in this situation? Could she really handle everything at once? Was that nothing but another false hope? Was her goal nothing? Had she been wasting her time? Had she?
And so, as those thoughts filled her head, she became furious at the sights before her.
She fought against them, fought for her life, fought for whatever sanity she had left. Did it even matter? There was no reason to believe that and yet she did. Or maybe she didn’t. Regardless, she shattered the memories surrounding her. To her it no longer mattered how hurt she would be, if her story would end, if these actions were meaningless. She fought against the shadows, hoping that maybe something would come out of it.
And in the end, the structure fell. And tired enough, she fell down with it, her surroundings becoming foggy, unclear. Hurting again and again, she still persevered and in the end she was rewarded for it. At the moment, she felt as if she would perish or give up or perhaps something else entirely. Yet she knew she needed to shatter every single bad memory of this world. And so, as the world faded away, no longer inside of her grasp, as the memories scattered, now avoiding her instead of coming to her, she thought to herself with a smile.
And so, as those thoughts filled her head, she became furious at the sights before her.
She fought against them, fought for her life, fought for whatever sanity she had left. Did it even matter? There was no reason to believe that and yet she did. Or maybe she didn’t. Regardless, she shattered the memories surrounding her. To her it no longer mattered how hurt she would be, if her story would end, if these actions were meaningless. She fought against the shadows, hoping that maybe something would come out of it.
And in the end, the structure fell. And tired enough, she fell down with it, her surroundings becoming foggy, unclear. Hurting again and again, she still persevered and in the end she was rewarded for it. At the moment, she felt as if she would perish or give up or perhaps something else entirely. Yet she knew she needed to shatter every single bad memory of this world. And so, as the world faded away, no longer inside of her grasp, as the memories scattered, now avoiding her instead of coming to her, she thought to herself with a smile.
每个世界都被催眠洗脑2
