The correct way to deal with multiple personalities

01.

"Aren't you going to bed yet?" Ye Yi, who had really calmed down, asked calmly. He found that the young man had no intention of moving. "About——it's past three o'clock?"

"Shh, the main character is asleep."

"Eh? No offense intended, do you (this race) all take turns to rest?"

"No," said the soft young voice, "it's just that I can't sleep."

"!!" Ye Yi was a little surprised, "Aren't you going to sleep? Are you not tired?"

"I'll be tired, but I won't be able to sleep." The young man's voice became cold again, "I'll be haunted by nightmares. The meaning of rest in sleep is far less than when you're awake."

"What kind of dream? I can help you interpret it. I'm an American who has even read "The Interpretation of Dreams by the Duke of Zhou." Although I don't quite understand it.

Ye Yi secretly turned on the portable computer on his wrist and clicked on the search device.

"...a black-haired, black-eyed girl was strangled by me, my sister, and then I pierced her neck with my fingernails, and she was shot in the chest."

"Science proves that nails aren't strong enough—well, a dream? The Duke of Zhou interprets dreams and says that when a relative or friend dies in a dream, the deceased relative or friend will live longer."

"..." The young man lowered his head and smiled silently.

"There are also parents. My father was killed by me with a gun, and my mother blocked a bullet for him, directly killing him."

"What a bloody dream."

"……what."

It really is a dream.

02.

The next day, Ye Yi went off on a mission in a daze, and my brother suddenly woke up in the corner, his face was cold—fuck, KidFlash drew a panda on his face!

What about the vigil!Mo Jun?

(Mo Jun: Watching him play is very happy, and when he draws, I can draw flowers without moving.)

Yi Xiaofu?

(Eve: Didn’t react. By the way, since you can discover the murderer’s subconscious right away, you’ve allowed it, right?)

Lucia... Forget it, you must be an accomplice.

(Lucia: QuQ)

03.

Today is still a 'just like that' day.

In the morning, there is a mission, please ask Caseus to go invisible to an underground research institute to record a few passwords; in the afternoon, he wanders around like any underage gangster, molesting girls everywhere.

Unknowingly, I walked all over the street, and finally stood under the huge billboard, a little dazed.

"Avengers 2 is finally out!" A fan next to him passed by at lightning speed.

04.

Everything has a source.

It's like when I accidentally read that fairy tale with a weird painting style, and knew that I was a fictional character; I saw countless movies and real actors during time travel, and I really couldn't tell which was real or which was fake.

Follow the reality of film development?

What the hell.

It's all fake, something that doesn't exist.

... Then what am I?

Real breathing, slow heartbeat, and the uncontrollable sense of absurdity in the chest at this moment, what are they all?

Is it just a piece of ink?

Maybe the ink doesn't even exist; it's just someone's dream; it's about to disappear.

The noisy street suddenly fell silent.

Unmanned vehicles, quiet squares, flickering screens.

——Only I exist again.

05.

"What's the matter? Can you hear... say...?"

Intermittent influences appeared and disappeared, and I found that I don't know which personality controlled the body and transported him back to the base.

"..." The noise completely disappeared.

It was eerily quiet all around.

(Mo Jun: You should distinguish between different worlds.)

...that's really simple.

Brother is not the protagonist of a time-traveling novel, he knows that he is in a real world; I can't even tell whether I really exist or not.

In other words, does my past exist?Are my memories real?

Looking back carefully, my brother's memory is a bunch of damn gibberish.

I can't remember what I want to keep, but I can't forget what I hate.

There is no familiar person around.

Homeless.

Hopeless.

Sitting on the bed in my own room, looking at the things in the house - all floating and disorganized.

Brother tried to put them down one by one, suddenly felt that something flashed in front of his eyes, and concentrated on watching, but there was nothing.

lonely.

(Carthus: Shall I tell a joke?)

(Eve: Forgive me, you know the jokes we've all heard.)

(Miao Zeke: Are you going to have a party? My guitar is locked in the cabinet.)

(Mo Jun: Who do you want to scare to death at night.)

(Lucia: Sleep for a while? So tired.)

Eyelids became heavy.

Brother still got up and made a cup of coffee by himself.

After all, I'm a warrior; a warrior who dares to face a dire future.

I don't know when it will stop, a miserable future.

06.

"How long has he been like this?" Martian Manhunter asked with a serious face as he watched the Master make a cup of coffee and walk back to the house with a serious face.

"There was something wrong with him the night before yesterday, and he still put star lights in the hall in the middle of the night."

The eyes of the alliance members were all on Nightwing.

"...Well, I got up in the middle of the night to find something to eat, and I ran into him thinking about life in the hall."

"—Hey! Dude, you ate my sandwich?!"

"Oh, oops, I was in a hurry and forgot to buy another one, sorry."

"It's okay, just remember to treat me to a meal."

"...to get down to business. Yesterday morning he had a mission, there was no problem. In the afternoon, he visited the surrounding snack street and went to the cinema to watch a new movie. Then he came back incognito in the cinema. The video at the entrance of the cinema There is no record of him coming out."

"He just watched a movie? What movie hit so hard?"

"Avengers 2."

"Huh? I also watched it yesterday. Is there any problem?" Megan raised her hand.

"...No, it means a lot to him." The Martian Manhunter said with some worry, his color turned a little greener, "He came from that world."

"what?"

"I haven't told you all this time," Ye Yi took a step back, turned on the laptop on his wrist, and opened the Master's personal file, "Master Nay, Crusher, is a person from another parallel dimension, and Crush refers to 'Deformation', Crusher was misinterpreted by him as a shapeshifter."

Call up two photos, two back of the head, same hairstyle.

"I still have a video of his transformation process here, but I won't post it because it's a bit scary." Turning off the laptop, Ye Yi glanced at the alliance members, "Is there any problem?"

"...It can only be said that he has always been like that so nothing is unexpected?" Beast Boy smiled.

"Perhaps he can only be regarded as having too much personality? Martian Manhunter, do you have any other information?"

"...Superman met him before, before he met The Flash, but he forgot, his memory was very confused."

"I know, he also often has nightmares, which is easy for people with memory problems."

Martian Manhunter took a deep look at Nightwing, and finally remained silent.

07.

"Perhaps this incident hit him too hard. I was created, and my destiny was designed or something."

"No, he knew about that... er, something else."

Martian Manhunter sighed.

"When Superman met him, he was holding a comic book, a comic about Superman — what was going to happen."

"...!!"

"He may have seen his own world and walked into a strange circle of thinking: he has seen many books and passed through many worlds that are exactly the same as those in the books, so he mistakenly thought that everything was false, not only himself, but the world he was in. The world, the people you see, and the voices you hear should not exist, or only exist in fantasy. Like you read, you don’t read every novel and comic as history; We need to tell him that this is wrong, and help him re-establish his worldview—and not everything is going the same way as in the comics.” The Martian Manhunter showed a small smile, “According to the content in the book, Superman stopped A robbery, and suddenly the robber comes out with kryptonite."

"Okay, how can we help him? He can't even see us." Ye Yi said dryly.

"Communicate with him, talk to him, even hit him, as long as you let him feel, this is the first step."

Ye Yi sighed, turned around and strode into the Master's room.

倒了八辈子霉才会碰见一个心软到只吃感情不杀人的变形怪；你只会爱上他，无法狠下心恨他，尽管他有时候欠揍的要命；却也是一个温柔的好人。

08.

Looking at the exaggerated room filled with all kinds of daily necessities, Ye Yi had the urge to sigh again.

Squeezing into the middle of the room, seeing the guy sitting on the floor leaning against the bed, staring at the door, not knowing what he was thinking, Ye Yi paused, and finally sat by the bed, and first said: "You will be really invisible now." I can't find you."

He glanced at the things floating all over the room again, and said in a very solemn tone, "If you break it, you are responsible for it."

A box containing a cake floated over slowly, Nightwing picked it up, put it out of the Master's sight, and quickly put most of the fragile items next to the cake.After finishing, he suddenly took off his mask and put it on the Master's face.

There were several bangs, and all the furniture fell to the ground one after another.

I patted my face, but there was no response.

sigh.

Squatting down, watching this guy with half of his face covered by his mask, he looks like a false doll; maybe he just communicates with his sub-personality while distracted, just like in the usual meetings—sometimes If he didn't pay attention, the pen he used to record would be floated by him, which was really annoying.

Ye Yi leaned down and gave him a kiss.

09.

(Cathers: ...it's delicious.)

ah.It tastes like strawberry cake.

(Eve: Open your eyes and take a good look. There is food delivered to your door.)

(Lucia: Very, sad, and worried.)

Eyes focused.

"It's true, isn't it?"

The young man with black hair and blue eyes looked at Brother.

Unlike his hypocritical skin, he has sincere and gentle blue eyes.

"...Yes."