689 Stage Nine
The death tapes were taken from the perspective of the ghosts, but they ward Han Fei’s heart. He saw the version of himself that he had forgotten. He felt embarrassnt and so bliss. These were emotions he had never experienced before.
Han Fei lay on the doll’s legs. Han Fei descended into his mind enveloped by curses. The giant butterfly raised a storm in his brain. It wanted to tear open Han Fei’s brain so that it could escape with the maze tattoo.
It needed one’s mory and past to weave a nightmare. The butterfly was cornered by the curses. It vented all its anger on the biggest crack on the curtain. The pain at that mont was very familiar. It felt like his brain was being torn apart, and soone did that so ti ago to place sothing inside his head. The butterfly with the maze tattoo was one of the more important forms of Dream. Its giant body was soaked with the colors of the whole city. With each flap of its wings, the dream dust would raise a storm in his mind.
Han Fei didn’t resist the invasion of this butterfly. He wanted to use this most vicious creature to slice open the chains of fate.
“I should be able to rember them this ti.” The giant butterfly crawled into the gap in the curtain. Han Fei didn’t stop it and asked the paper doll to inject all the curses into his brain. He wanted the evil curses to follow the butterfly to enter his most precious mory.
That was a place where it touched the soul. It was a place where one’s past and feelings were hidden, and the foundation of one’s self. However, Han Fei poured curses into it. This showed how much he trusted the paper doll.
Han Fei couldn’t see what was behind the curtain. However, he could see the cracks getting larger. Bleeding despair oozed out, dying the mind red. mory fragnts flowed out with the blood. Han Fei saw segnts of his past life. “What have I experienced?”
He encountered ghosts and monsters more often than he had the ti to eat. He was constantly running for his life after midnight. The intermittent mories helped Han Fei rember many things. There appeared to be four kinds of mory. One was from the dull morning, two was from the horrifying night, three was a vision within others’ past, and four was a mysterious red.
“Han Fei in the morning is quiet and introverted, but Han Fei at night is crazy and mad. But which one is the real ?”
Butterfly was good at playing with people’s hearts. His talent was to weave one’s despair and mory. To escape from Han Fei’s brain, he gathered the most despairing and painful mories behind Han Fei’s mory curtain. Its intention was to make all the pain and despair explode to fully destroy Han Fei, to make him into a puppet subrged in despair, but it had no idea Han Fei was waiting for this mont too. The darkest mory burned in Han Fei’s mind like a fla. All the painful pasts morphed into a fire and burned at Han Fei’s soul. His nerve winced with pain. Han Fei’s consciousness was like a single boat in a large storm, slamd endlessly by pain and despair. Just as he was about to capsize, the tape left behind by the seven ghosts gave him strength. Concern, friendship, family, and company, were things that didn’t exist in his mind initially. However, as he watched the tape, Han Fei realized he was not alone. Even in the deepest despair, there were people who were willing to be there for him. His closed eyes started to tremble. Han Fei could feel the paper doll touching his head. The seven ghosts in the tape looked at him with concern. The torn soul obtained the energy to persevere. This warm energy was called hope.
“I will not disappear just like that! There’s a reason for my existence. No matter what happens in the future, at least for now, there are people who care about . For them, I will never choose to give up!” Han Fei’s head was about to split open, but his soul growled angrily. He was never so certain in himself before. “I have my own family, friends, and lover. They are the ones who made unique in this world. No one can replace !”
The mory was destroyed by despair. Under the red sea of mory, there was an isolated red orphanage!
The butterfly gathered all the negative emotions in Han Fei’s brain, but it still couldn’t do anything to the orphanage behind the barrier. It was cornered. It decided to amplify Han Fei’s negative emotions and charged at the orphanage. The butterfly knew that the orphanage was the foundation of Han Fei’s consciousness. Once the orphanage was destroyed, Han Fei would be destroyed.
The rust on the gate started to fall. The butterfly flapped its wing to raise a storm of negative emotions. It directed the storm at the orphanage. The orphanage door opened at that mont!
The bell chid. Blood flooded out of the orphanage. The laughter of 31 children appeared at the sa ti.
The butterfly wanted to escape, but it was too late. Deep inside Han Fei’s mory was a sea of blood. Butterfly thought the orphanage was hiding amidst the sea of blood. The reality was the orphanage was the source of the endless blood!
The person who was originally trapped inside the orphanage had disappeared. A broken butterfly wing remained at the spot where he was. Sensing the presence of its kin, the giant butterfly was scared. It could read people’s mory and have read the death process of that other butterfly. The madman escaped from the orphanage after he killed that butterfly. Most of his persona was still hidden inside the orphanage, but a part of his consciousness had escaped.
The mory filled with blood and murder swallowed the butterfly. The giant red waves crashed into the mory curtain. The sea of blood inside the orphanage was released. The lock on Han Fei’s mory loosened. Many mory fragnts were carried out. The laughter of children echoed in his mind. Han Fei saw the faces of 31 children and the inhuman treatnt they were given. However, these children were just the tip of the iceberg. They represented the ones chosen from a larger group of children. There were so many of them. Most of the children collapsed in endless pain. Only one of them managed to survive until the end based on his healing personality. The persona that was defined as perfectly non-hostile picked up the knife on the last night of the test and personally ended the pain and despair of all the children before he went insane. The bloody night covered everything. Han Fei, who was protected by the curses, looked at these fragnts. He was using this thod to accept his past.
The two separated personas started to conflict after Han Fei’s mories had been wiped. Both personas wanted to take over the main body. “Which one is the real ?” The blood-red mory from the orphanage consud everything, including Han Fei’s original experience and the colorful butterfly. The butterfly dissolved into bubbles and the maze tattoo scattered in Han Fei’s mind. The center of the map pointed at the deepest part of Han Fei’s soul. The spot where even consciousness couldn’t reach seed to be hiding a black box. No one knew why it was there, and no one knew what was inside the box. But it seed to contain the answer to the maze.
“Han Fei! Han Fei!” The summons echoed in his ears, but soon they were overwheld by the laughter of children. Han Fei tried his best to protect his consciousness from dissolving into the sea of blood. He tried to latch onto the voices that called to him. His life used to be all red, but now he had people he was concerned about and was unwilling to part with.
“Han Fei! I rember you! You are a player like us!” An unfamiliar male voice said, “Wake up! F is temporarily held back. Qiang Wei wants to tell you that this is just a ga! You’re inside a ga! In real life, you are a very good actor. Your na is Han Fei!”
The man connected Han Fei’s mory to real life. All the cracks on the mory curtain joined together. As it tore apart, Han Fei felt the lock in his brain open. The blood waves carried most of Han Fei’s mories and flooded his mind!
“Notifications for Player 0000! You’ve reached Stage Nine. One last stage is left!” A robotic voice ca from near the black box deep inside the maze. However, Han Fei didn’t have the energy to care about that then. His consciousness floated among the sea. Endless mory fragnts flowed into his mind. So of them were his, so he had no impression of, but the most terrifying thing was the person who escaped from the orphanage had taken part of Han Fei’s mory with him!
“I see. He is also , the persona that has the healing personality.” A healing personality could heal others, but he couldn’t heal himself.
The brilliance in the mory shielded Han Fei’s consciousness. Other than pain and despair, there were many joys in his mory too. It was these things that supported him and ensured that he always had hope.
“So he has been staying in the sea of blood alone…”
Han Fei was different from the man who escaped from the orphanage. No matter how rocky the waves were, the kindness and beauty in his mory protected Han Fei until he was used to everything. “So I am no longer alone anymore…”
The curses pulled Han Fei’s consciousness out. Han Fei opened his eyes.
His eyes were filled with madness, but this madness was different from the Mad Laughter. It was peaceful, quiet, and filled with perseverance.
“I rember it now!”
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