[Psycho-Pass] Princess Disease

"Is this okay? It is precisely to pay for your death that he kept writing the past. Because you only wanted to break free from the prison of your body, but you didn't want your spirit to die. He worked so hard to wake up your soul from the sea of ​​death , exchanged positions with you, but you rewrote the ending."

"Although my elder brother has truly fulfilled my desire to liberate my soul from the prison of my body, in a world without him, what use is my soul..."

The girl hugged her knees and sat down by the wall. Her memories of her life ended at the place where she was imprisoned and killed by her trusted friend and the maid who once took care of her.

After her death, the long forgery of hundreds of millions of times written by others became the dream she experienced in the sea of ​​fragments where ghosts slept.

It was in this place where time was frozen that the person she loved wrote about his sister, but in the hundreds of millions of repeated cycles, Fujima felt confused, and gradually he could not distinguish the difference between the princess and her up.

In the midst of such vain entanglements, he gave up his desire to wake up his younger sister, allowing her soul to be revived.

So the girl woke up here, this is the world of death, and it is also the world of life for the soul.

The white creature, the monster called Chubby, can travel between all realities and unrealities.

Now it asks her whether it was the right decision to give up the freedom that Fujima gave her back and choose to let him come back and continue to call his sister in the void.

"I don't know what is right." The girl looked at the golden butterflies flying all over the room, which were the burning and flying broken pages of hundreds of millions of fake books.

The world is crumbling because she has given up the will to live.

Frozen by the cold ice and snow before breaking apart, just like the beginning and end of her short life of consciousness, spent in the cold and lonely world of snow.

Because she is the Snow Queen, she never let her hands be stained with blood.

However, she does have the coldest, cruelest and most indifferent heart.

This small castle full of book pages and glazed bricks is covered with ice and snow, becoming a real snow castle.

And she will also fall into an eternal sleep that no one can wake up.

"Before you run away from everything, you must read this." Chubby suddenly took out a piece of paper from the black hole opened in his back, "This is the final answer to the tragedy of your life, and it is the twisted paper of the witch who is chasing your soul." A fake book to flog your corpse."

"The so-called fake book is something that cannot be elevated to reality, Qiubi." The girl smiled helplessly, her body fell into the gap between the suddenly torn earth, and was about to be swallowed by the pitch-black abyss.

"But if it cannot be denied, then the most credible fake book can be turned into reality. Is it really good to see everything you have experienced being tampered with at will and have no respect for the dead? Even if you don't care about it yourself, but others What about people. Even if you can’t love and be loved, at least you don’t want to hurt other people’s dignity.”

Perhaps moved by its words, she slowly raised her hand, and the fake book landed on her finger, slowly extending into a whole world.

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"So, this is the final correct answer." The witch stood on the judgment seat of the dead world and clapped her hands lightly, calming down the ghosts, dead, witches, and magicians around her, "Okay, now stand under the seat, The undead who were tried were unidentified. They are now accused of murdering Hashida Ryoji, Aberle Altromochi, Kirino Hitoko, and Sasayama Mitsuru in the real world in 2109, and causing a massacre in 2112. A crime of mass death on a large scale."

As soon as the beautiful and noble witch's voice fell, roaring cheers broke out in the huge death court.

In this delusional world, the punishment for these sinful souls who committed crimes in life and did not admit it is quite pleasant.The lords of these dead worlds are very excited to think that this girl who is curled up under the judgment seat, with her hands and feet pierced by iron chains, is about to fall into the abyss, be torn to pieces, and spend eternity in various humiliating tortures. .

"The prisoner was imprisoned by his parents from the day he was born, and was raped by his biological father when he was young, which gave rise to serious anti-human tendencies.

Later, because his mother gave it to member Hashida Ryoji, the prisoner deeply hated his fate of being a mermaid, and reached an agreement with his aunt in private to murder his parents.

After the death of his parents, the prisoner was sent to a welfare institution. In the welfare institution, he met Kosaburo Fujima. After learning about Fujima's past, he tried his best to imitate the appearance of Fujima's younger sister, which made Fujima trust him.At the same time, he was introduced by Fujima and got acquainted with Makishima Seigo, who lived in Kabukicho. Because he successfully got the attention of Makishima, he was introduced by Makishima and was adopted by Izumi Gongji Toyohisa.In the following ten years, the prisoners acquired considerable knowledge and skills from Mr. Makishima.

(The prisoner has been gaining surviving capital by maintaining an abnormal relationship with the people around him... See the encrypted document Volume [-] for the details of the forged document here)

After the prisoner met Fujima again, he produced a corpse plasticizer and induced Fujima to commit serial crimes.

......"

A document read by the Witch.

Each one is an extremely horrible and dirty fact.

Each one insults the only dignity the prisoner has.

"If no real evidence can be presented to deny it, then everything that was read just now will become a real record." The witch narrowed her eyes and looked at the girl whose limbs were bound by chains and her neck bone was pierced. "What else do you have?" Can it be refuted? However, you are not without retreat. If you can admit that your existence is not real, and that you have never lived in reality, then these accusations can all be dismissed.”

The prisoner curled up on the ground, straightened his back, and looked around at the crowd of demons and witches on the trial seat. They would be delighted by the torture of a mere soul, and they waited for her to spend infinity among all the dirty and filthy fragments.

The prisoner laughed uncontrollably, leaning forward and backward.

"Is this the so-called witch trial? Apart from using dirty physical relationships and cruel murder testimony, don't you have anything else to offer?"

She wasn't bluffing, she was genuinely amused by the scene.

"Such a place of justice must be heaven, not hell, right? Why do you wear bloody and terrifying masks on your faces? You must be angels when the wicked are judged, right? And you... the one who judges me Witch, you seem to be my schoolmate, but don’t worry about it... You must not be a witch, but a dignified and upright goddess! You think such things are humiliation. Even if I have really experienced this, I It is also impossible to feel humiliated or anything. You must have forgotten the most important point... I am a person who is born with a lack of empathy, and I feel extremely sad because I cannot experience shame and hatred, love and tenderness when I was alive... Not to mention, not to mention... ...! If my charm is so great...then...why, why is he still unwilling to share his world with me."

She really felt that the accusation was outrageous, and she laughed out loud.

This made the chains that penetrated her bones tighten even more, until she could no longer make any sound.

"It's okay, prisoner. You can just argue like this. I will upload the judgment book. At that time, my truth will be overwritten, and the records in this trial book will become the real irreplaceable truth." The witch said with a dignified attitude. The judgment was closed.

The prisoner shrugged slightly, as if to say whatever you want.

"Throw her into the fake book that was raped by her biological father when she was ten years old, and repeat it hundreds of times." The witch who served as the judge ordered the goat demons standing solemnly on both sides.

The prisoner put his finger to his mouth and hissed softly at the goats who swarmed up to throw her into nothingness that didn't exist.

She struggled to stand up, the blood had already dyed the white prison clothes bright red, and with her movements, the blood splashed around.

"Yes, yes, I am always alone when faced with this situation." She raised her hand helplessly and gracefully, signaling the goats to stay away from her, "Okay, anyway, I know, I always put my first love The man in my heart is the most hateful, because I can only pretend to be one person in my heart, but if I just like it, I can like two at the same time. Since the prince is always unreliable, then I have to be the queen who is alone. Finally, I can sleep , but he keeps waking me up with sweet-talking hypocritical love letters, and after waking them up, he wants them to face this kind of gang killing. It's really unreliable..."

"Your Excellency, Judge. No matter how many times someone dies, they are all pure. Isn't it too shameful to deliberately ignore such an undeniable truth." She suddenly turned around and said to the witch with a slight reproach.

"Abnormal relationship doesn't have to be penetrative sex. Behavior, so these two realities can exist at the same time." The witch retorted lightly.

"It's terrible." The prisoner shrank suddenly, "Does that mean I'm going to the paradise you created for me? I only do what the person I like asks me to do, and I only want to be raped by the person I like , do you say you are the person I like?"

"You like him so much, why did you leave him. The answer to this question is your heart." The witch glanced at her, "I have already saved you, and I didn't write that in the trial book. So Either choose the fake book I wrote, or let me crush your heart and make you cry and roll on the ground like a dog begging for mercy."

"..." The smug smile on the prisoner's face disappeared.

"It's really because you don't have the ability to love. A monster like you, no matter how you act, it's not true love. You can't refute me on this point, can you? Since you don't want me to write the real truth, then admit that I am What was written in the trial book is true." The witch finally stopped pretending to be dignified and calm, because she had the ace in her hand, so the other party would be willing to obey, and she had such confidence from the beginning that she could tolerate the prisoner's arrogance and provocation.

The inquisitor who is in power wants more than victory, and the witch has a sadistic heart to force her opponent to succumb to humiliation under fabricated crimes.

The goat-fiends shrinking the circle around the prisoner in the center, they'd tear her to pieces and soak her in the shards of every filthy possibility.

"Although I said that I want to be the queen on my own, it seems that I will fail miserably at any time..." The prisoner slowly curled up, but there were scary black goats all around him, "At this time, don't care about it I... I can only think of you. It doesn't matter if you are a husband or a brother, or if your name is so tacky that it makes people laugh. In short, Kozaburo Fujima, you scum... At least... At least, you have to be like Sleeping Beauty It's the same as the story, it wakes people up with a kiss, and the first thing they see when they open their eyes is you, not some white monster."

"Since you claim to be the king, then I can only be behind the king." A deep male voice sounded beside my ear.It was the voice of someone who would never forget her even if she died a billion times a billion times.

The prisoner's eyes widened in disbelief, and then he laughed until tears flowed: "Kozaburo... Kozaburo... this name is really ugly and vulgar. I really don't care about it at all, this name."

"It's your father's taste."

"Then let him slap himself in the next fake book!" She smiled shyly, and quietly pulled his sleeves, although the black goat demons in deacon uniforms surrounded them tightly, but this The scenes of lovers who are driven to a dead end really make her feel too full of beauty of dedication and sacrifice.

Because she is an M, she always finds this kind of masochistic story beautiful.

Although I was surprised that he appeared here after he had given up writing fake books and walked away, he could put aside all doubts.

Even in the dark and cold barn in the real world, as she convulsed and waited to die, what she thought in her heart was not why her loyal servants and friends wanted to harm her so cruelly.

At that time, until everything was turned into darkness, swallowed by boundless despair, all she could think of was that one person.

"Okay, everyone can be quiet now." The accused prisoner opened his arms like a proud queen, and while the blood flew out, the goat demons rushed to eat the injected real blood.

"No matter how many parallel worlds there are, I will die in them. I have only committed one crime in countless worlds, and with this crime, I will never recover."

She calmly confesses her guilt: "In every world I cannot avoid valuing my blood-related people as the most important people, but this is not my crime. My crime is that I am a changeable malevolent soul."

Fujima looked at him with a sneer and smiled: "Then let us use the most concise and uninteresting truth to entertain everyone who is waiting for the glutton. The real internal organs that are torn apart from the belly of the deceased must be the same as People from hell match the color..."

"Please continue to enjoy, the drama of the bloody eight o'clock soap opera that will be staged next..." She looked into his eyes and smiled sweetly, "It is more like a fake book than any fake book, the only one that is true."

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