Another World: My life is on the rise!

The deepest part of the dark consciousness.

Lin En kept diving, and he had passed through one light spot after another representing the illusion of memory.

Each of these light spots represented her deepest memory, from the battle between the Cursed City and the God of All Machines to the first meeting with him, and before that, it was a record of her life in the Doll Manor, and it was also from their first meeting and before that, all those memories revealed a certain numbness.

I couldn't feel the feelings at that time, nor could I feel the slightest emotion.

Sometimes you can see the scenes of her sisters talking and laughing in the memory, see the interesting gatherings and the scenes of fighting side by side with each other.

But in her eyes, everything seemed to be stained with a layer of gray haze.

She always sat alone in a corner away from the crowd.

Quietly holding a book.

She didn't even say a word for many years.

Lin En had seen many girls who were as cold as ice, but Black Moon was completely different from them, because she was not pretending to be cold, but it seemed that there was no passion, intimacy, joy or anger in her life. In the past, she was really like a lifeless doll.

She lived like a dead thing.

No feelings, no fluctuations, and no ripples.

His mother said that she had no heart, and her sisters also said that she had no heart, but Lin En didn't think so, because if she really had no heart, how could there be any changes later, and how could she show the traces of flesh and blood a month ago.

Lin En gritted his teeth and further accelerated his diving speed.

She just hid her heart.

Or.

Something hid her real heart in the darkness, not wanting her to live, and wanting to isolate her from the outside world forever.

"Stop right there!"

At that moment.

Lin En once again sensed the position of the figure through the soul string of his little finger, and suddenly leaped up and rushed out of a memory illusion. At that moment, he seemed to have finally dived into the deepest part of this memory and consciousness. When he broke through the illusion, he stepped on the dark plane that looked like a glass mirror.

There was endless darkness in all directions.

He gritted his teeth and chased on the smooth and dark plane. He saw the little girl running desperately in front of him, and saw the footprints left by her bare feet on the mirror. He was holding a doll in his arms, and you could even see the scars on her arms and neck from a distance.

"Don't run! I know that you are her real subconscious, right?!"

"I know you know me, and I also know that you organized her awakening just now. Stop and tell me why?! Did you hear it?!"

Lin En gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

But the little girl seemed to have not heard his voice, and had no consciousness to stop.

It was like she always kept a distance from you that you could never catch up with, so that no matter how hard you ran, you could not really get close to her.

"Tell me!"

At that moment.

Lin En finally stopped suddenly, when the induction of the soul string of the little finger came again.

He gritted his teeth and used his spiritual power for the first time in the deepest part of this sea of ​​consciousness.

"When were you her!"

At that moment.

He suddenly tightened the invisible thread connected to the little finger, and pulled it back hard.

The spiritual power also played a role at that moment.

The pulling of the thread made the running girl stagger and almost fall. Her arms were driven to rise suddenly in the direction of Lin En, and her long hair flew up. The puppet in her hand also fell out of her hand and fell on the cold mirror. At that time, Lin En finally saw her appearance clearly.

Those empty eyes were like the extinguishing stars that fell into the ocean.

He saw the scars on her cheeks that had long become scars, and the tattered long skirt wrapped around her frail little body, as if she would die at any time.

And that was the moment.

Lin En was stunned and stopped where she was.

Because that face was so familiar, because that was her doll lady, but she was so young, she had normal skin, she had a normal body, but her eyes were empty as if there was nothing, no feeling could fill those eyes.

And that was the moment.

The little girl turned her head again, rushed into the last light spot in the sea of ​​consciousness, and disappeared there.

Only the doll she dropped on the ground was still lying quietly there.

Lin En walked over.

He bent down and picked up the doll she left behind.

It was a rag doll that had been around for a while. She was wearing a beautiful black Gothic dress and a lace hat. She looked like a noble girl with her eyes closed quietly. It was also like a gorgeous dream, a dream that every girl had admired in her dreams. Have you ever imagined wearing a long dress and strolling in your own garden on a quiet afternoon like that?

Lin En frowned and looked at the doll in his hand.

"Miss Doll..."

He raised his head.

Looking at the last memory illusion floating on the dark mirror.

This place is like the beginning of everything, and also the end of his journey. His appearance is reflected under his feet, and there is no way to dive down there.

If this is the beginning of Miss Doll's descent into hell.

What about that girl?

She is...

Finally.

Lin En raised his head firmly, grabbed the rag doll, and plunged into the last illusion.

…

…

The waves of the sea crashed against the cliff.

The rolling tide rushed to the beach, and in the rise and fall, it swept the sand and rocks on the shore and dragged them back into the endless black tide.

Above her head was rolling black fog, and the tide hit the body of the girl lying on the beach. The sea water overflowed her long wet hair, fluttering the mud and sand on her face and the deep wound where the internal gears could be seen.

She seemed to have been here for a long time, and seemed to be a damaged piece of rotten metal washed ashore by the surging waves.

There were large areas of damage on her body.

Half of her body and calves were twisted so that the internal parts could be seen, and her delicate long skirt was already covered with mud and torn.

In the distance of the rolling tide.

It was as if the sky had fallen down. In the huge distance full of aurora, you could vaguely see a high-rise building slowly sinking into the seabed. With the retro building at the turn of the old and new eras, you seemed to be able to see the violent collision between the classical and modern styles in the gradually sinking building.

In the beating of the waves.

The doll seemed to be still alive. She slowly opened her eyes in the waves, raised her head in the meshing of the gears, and looked out at this confused and dark world.

It was like saying goodbye to the fragmented past.

Stumbling step by step with the sea on her back, until the falling building, sinking into the dark ocean bit by bit.