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Sean knows what he wants.He wants an obedient, cooperative game object.He wants this game object to become Fernan completely, until he forgets that this is a game.

Judging from past experience, punishment has always made game objects obedient.They resisted for the first few days, but when the punishment that fell on them became more and more painful, they would obediently cooperate.

Most people succeeded in inheriting Fernand's memory in the second half of the stage, and lost their past.

But no one can pass the last hurdle.

So Shane killed them all.

This is the stage Shane hates the most, which he calls "the first acquaintance stage".It is very troublesome to tune the game object to be obedient.This process is usually full of resistance and flight.Their constant betrayal of his invested feelings and their constant desire to stay away from him drove him mad and mad enough to smash everything.

So he's always laughing, which he thinks lightens the mood when he's extremely angry—even though it does nothing but make him look more out of character.

Shane couldn't control his emotions.His brain is flawed and he knows it.After looking at my own brain scan, the gray matter area responsible for emotional control and empathy is blank.These parts have disappeared so completely that it is not known whether it is stunted or acquired damage.In short, you can confidently say that you have a problem with your brain.

He could pretend to be a normal person a few years ago, but the problem has become more and more serious in the past two years.Something was collapsing in his body from the inside out, corroding him from the very core.

Shane thought he had a devil in his head, something that was eating his mind irrevocably, and would turn him into a complete devil in the end.

The greedy and lustful devil would set his brain on fire at any time, and the tongue of fire turned into sharp claws and scratched his skull viciously, making a scratching sound that drove him crazy.Even if everything calms down temporarily, Sean knows it's there, lurking in his mind.Then, when something happened—usually just a small thing, anger would explode without warning, tearing him to pieces that would never be put back together.

It screamed like hell.Then he growls too and gets hysterical.

Every time he had to do something to calm the madness.Torture others, or torture yourself.He wears gloves all the year round, and his arms are covered with self-residual cuts.He also swallowed broken glass, leaving a two-inch cut on his esophagus.Pain—whoever's it was—could quench anger, bring a moment's peace to his roaring mind, and soothe his berserk soul.

Then he would wake up from extreme rage.The scorched brain creaked and smoked, and the broken soul fell heavily from the sky, barely pieced together into a sad human form.

He believed that one day he would put a bullet in his own head and kill him and the devil together.He believed this would be his end.but not now.

Because he hasn't found Fernan yet.

The Fernand who can pass his last level.

The punishment Shane chose for Ivano was "nightmare".He originally wanted Ivano to choose his own punishment, but Ivano ignored him at all.It's useless to fight.

Ivano is not afraid of pain, but that's not true.Everyone gets scared, some people are just tougher and better at hiding it.

For a medical researcher like Shane, he has a way of peeling off the disguise, which makes people have to be afraid.This is "Nightmare" - the name of a set of medical equipment.

When Sean was doing research on memory storage, he focused on the role of the amygdala.This amygdala-shaped area of ​​the human brain stores a person's emotional memories.Everything that makes you emotional is stored in the amygdala, and when you experience new things, the amygdala always compares them with past experiences, and if it finds any similarities, your body creates associated emotions.

The most classic case to explain the role of the amygdala is that people who have been bitten by a snake will also be afraid when they see the slender rope.The rational part of the brain recognizes that it is not a snake, but the amygdala finds the similarity of "slenderness" and makes the body automatically make a defensive behavior of "fear".

"Nightmare" takes advantage of this feature of the amygdala.

The research and development of "Nightmare" started from some small fantasies of Fernand.At that time, people did not know whether stimulating the amygdala could have the effect of "amplifying emotions".For example, when you see a spider, you should only be a little scared, but after the amygdala is stimulated, your fear may be artificially amplified infinitely, and you will be so scared that you cannot move, and you will sit on the ground and tremble.

Of course, Fernand's little fantasy has nothing to do with fear.In fact, he just wanted to see if he could amplify the pleasure during sex by stimulating the amygdala.Or just by touching, you can get orgasm-like pleasure.The original intention is that simple.

After Fernan was gone, Shane still insisted on making this set of instruments.He confirmed that human emotions can be artificially amplified, which can bring about so-called physiological fear or physical pleasure.It has nothing to do with willpower, it acts directly on the brain.It was originally a gift for Fernan, but now it has gone against its original intention and turned into a set of torture tools.

Ivano was tied up on a hospital bed, and the expression on Fernan's face was unprecedented, such gloomy, dark, and tough.The kind of villain who fights back with fire and never forgives.Even on Fernan's face, such an expression made him look less beautiful.It took off its own soft light, and exuded a dark atmosphere into the surrounding air.

Sean focused on fiddling with the instrument, not paying any attention to the emotions of the game objects.He quickly made the settings. The medical robot received the instruction, took out a tube of fluorescent blue potion from the cabinet, and pushed it into Ivano's vein. It was a tube of nano-robots.

"There's no pain," Sean said in a soft voice, "We agreed it was just a nightmare. So don't worry. Relax, I won't hurt you."

Ivano stared at the ceiling indifferently without looking at him.

The hospital bed began to slide, pushing Ivano into a cylindrical medical cabin.At the last second when the medical cabin closed, he heard Sean laughing: "Welcome to the world of nightmares."

Ivano lay in that oppressive and narrow cylindrical space.I can't move my limbs.Suddenly, the lights in the medical cabin went out, and the whole cabin was plunged into darkness.A square spot of light lit up in front of Ivano's eyes, flickering like a pattern, but it kept moving and couldn't see clearly.Ivano squinted, staring at the spot of light.He was very contemptuous in his heart, and didn't think that a mental illness could bring him any nightmares.

During the tens of seconds Ivano stared at the light spot, thousands of pictures flashed in his eyes.He doesn't think he's seeing anything clearly, but his subconscious doesn't think so.These pictures include all kinds of pain and suffering in the world. Even if Ivano doesn't want to, when these fears are related to his own experience, his brain's defense mechanism will automatically respond accordingly to resist the possible pain.

These feedbacks will be captured by the nano-robots in his blood and transmitted into the computing library. After several times of screening, the instrument will quickly find out exactly what pain this person has suffered, and give him the most accurate stimulation with the right medicine .

Finally, when the flickering of the picture slowed down and the picture became clear, they finally aroused Ivano's vigilance.

They were pictures of old men in various styles, some in suits and ties, some dirty, mixed with some pictures of abuse and rape, and some pictures aroused Ivano's strong disgust.From time to time, some tentative words appear in the picture, "father", "uncle", "neighbor", "sexual assault", "pedophile", "punishment"...

In just a few seconds, the picture description became closer and closer to Ivano's memory.He clenched his fists unconsciously, leaned back, and entered a defensive state.

He didn't know how the device did it, but it definitely offended him.Something sneaked into his mind without permission, tearing off his tough disguise abruptly, revealing the dark corners that had already rotted and accumulated dust.The dirty past that he thought he had gotten rid of long ago was being dug out bloody and thrown in front of him.The hot stench was so disgusting that it made people want to vomit.

He cursed under his breath, wanting to smash the machine into pieces.

His mind was replaying those shots irresistibly.Those nightmare nights he had experienced.

He suddenly felt a buzzing in his head, and for a moment all the pores on his body shrank, his blood froze, and his hands and feet were as cold as dead people.He was seized by a wave of fear.

He was that helpless boy again.Young and weak, I think the world around me is the whole world.

He was imprisoned in his home for many years.That big and luxurious house is envied by countless people.

People say that home is a warm and safe place to belong.But never for young Ivano.For him at that time, home was the whole world and hell.

Here, that man can do whatever he wants to him.That man would always find any excuse, put a plate on the wrong side, or make footsteps when he walked and disturb his work, and punish him viciously.He has no ability to resist, no one protects him, no one even cares about him.

He had no friends of his own age, and the only people he had contact with were governesses, or businessmen at parties.Those people were all my father's friends and turned a blind eye to what happened to him.And told him he should have listened to his father, that all children were brought up that way.

It was late at night.He saw himself sprawled under the bed.He knew what was hidden under the bed, a small glass jar with some little ladybugs in it.

He was seven years old at the time and had never seen a toy.Dad thinks toys are a silly pastime.

These pretty little ladybugs are his only friends.They are always cute crawling around, and sometimes fly.Every day he stole a little vegetable leaf from his dinner and kept it in his palm, and brought it to his friends.In the middle of the night, while his father was asleep, he would crawl under the bed by the terminal's light.

He imagined a forest under the bed, leading to another world.Such imagination made him happy.Holding the small bottle, he talked to those little creatures, believing that one day his friends would take him away from here, away from all the pain.

But my father didn't fall asleep that day.He seemed to have received some bad news in the middle of the night, drank some wine, and then kicked open the door of Ivano's room.

Ivano was so frightened that he almost broke the bottle.He quickly got out from under the bed, stood there timidly with bare feet, and whispered: "Father..."

That man was too tall, forming a large shadow at the door, a god who could never be defeated.

"What are you doing?" The man came in and asked him sternly.His face was as cold as iron, and his eyes were as sharp as bayonets.

Seven-year-old Ivano said tremblingly, "I... accidentally rolled out of bed."

"What's under the bed?" The man walked in front of him, bringing a terrible sense of oppression.

The child heard anger in his father's voice.He looked up at the tall man, terrified, not for himself, but for his friend.He mustered up the courage to say, "Nothing, Father," trying in embarrassment to block the bottom of the bed with his tiny legs.

His father slapped him to the ground, lifted the bed cover, and found the glass bottle.

"No! Don't!" Ivano rushed forward, wanting to fight for the glass bottle, "I picked it up, I picked it up... Please!"

His father looked down at him mercilessly, and said in a cold voice, "I should have said that you are not allowed to hide anything from me. This is a lesson you deserve." Pushing him away, he smashed the glass bottle.The teen screamed and hugged his legs begging him not to kill them, but was kicked aside.In front of him, his father crushed the colorful ladybugs to death one by one with the soles of his shoes, just like crushing a cigarette butt without thinking.She even looked up at his reaction, as if she liked it very much and enjoyed it very much.

The small sound of insects being crushed was extremely cruel, and the young child sat on the ground in a daze, looking at the scene in despair.The door to that world disappeared, and the forest disappeared.He will stay here forever, with no way out.

His father ordered him to kneel on the pile of broken glass and accept "punishment".

It takes too much courage for a child to fight against this undefeated myth.And all the child, who was only seven years old at the time, could feel was fear and endless pain.

Ivano was shaking all the time, his knee was cut by glass, it hurt too much, but there was more pain waiting for him.His father ordered him to take off his shirt and put his hands on the ground.He started apologizing, crying and saying he was sorry, promising that he would never do this again.

But the father took off his belt anyway.

no no!

Ivano struggled violently, the straps digging into his limbs, oozing blood.He screamed inside, his heart rate and blood pressure rose to dangerous levels, and the equipment automatically shut off.The medical cabin opened and he was sent out.

When he saw the light, his eyes were still wide open.His face was ashen, he was panting rapidly, and his whole body was shaking.

Shane walked over and found him crying.His heart rate remained high, and he was immersed in the images of the past and couldn't extricate himself.

"Are you so scared?" Sean grumbled, not happy about being forced to terminate for punishment.His eyes followed Ivano's face to his struggling and bleeding wrist, and finally fell on his legs.Seeing the bulge, Sean's eyes widened.

"Ha!" he laughed out loud.

Ivanovo got up.

Sean grabbed it there, opened his eyes wide and couldn't help laughing: "You are more perverted than me, I like it, haha, I like you!"

Ivano's trembling hadn't stopped yet, his eyes gradually focused and fell on that person's face.

His face was full of hatred.