Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

This is probably a development that no one has thought of.

The sweet and sincere atmosphere came to an abrupt end when the lovers who were still exchanging their hearts with each other under the light of flickering candles were still on the balcony of the apartment at night.

The diamond ring that should have been put on the young man's finger seems to be abandoned like a bag. Behind this seemingly warm and sudden marriage proposal is an undercurrent that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

The atmosphere almost dropped to freezing point, and the curly-haired young man who felt a faint pain in his heart wanted to escape unconsciously.The aura exuded by the lover was too terrifying, and the gaze that wanted to tear him apart made it difficult for Osamu Dazai, who was habitually taken care of by the other party, to accept.

A pain that almost crushed his bones came from his shoulders. He staggered, was dragged back into the house by Fyodor, and threw him onto the big round bed that the two had chosen together.

The iron cage built by the power of nightmares appeared without warning, enclosing the entire bed in the center, leaving no gaps for walking on the edges.Osamu Dazai sat quietly in it, without saying a word, staring at his lover separated by several iron railings for a long time with those kite-colored eyes revealing sadness.

This kind of cage forged with the power of nightmares has already exceeded the limit of the supernatural power user, even if it is his own ability to eliminate supernatural powers, it cannot be shaken at all.

If it was normal, Osamu Dazai, who is very keen on this aspect of things, would laugh and laugh, and he would take the initiative to prepare a lot of toys to facilitate some special fun.

However, the scene was changed, and it was not Fyodor who was smiling helplessly outside the cage, but a nightmare with a cold expression and a crazy heart.Under the suppression of this kind of absolute strength, before regaining the power isolated outside the barrier, it is definitely not something that an ordinary human can escape.

Fyodor would rather the world be destroyed, but also want to keep this fleeting warmth, this is enough.

It doesn't matter what happens after that.

Time was running out, but the young man locked in the center of the cage answered his lover's previous question in a calm tone without any sense of crisis, "Remember, I always remember."

He still remembered what Fyodor, who had clearly fallen into madness, had said, and he never took that passage as a joke.

The pale-faced young man of Russian origin slowly stretched out a hand, holding onto the golden-painted railing, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why do you have to choose today?"

"Don't ask this kind of things that we both know. If I don't show my cards, I'm afraid I won't have a chance at all in the future." The curly-haired young man spread his hands, his expression was indifferent, and the smile that had been on his cheeks all year round disappeared completely. It seemed that it was just a disguise that could be receded at any time, and it was not his truest side at all.

"So, when did you recover your memory?" Ferdor continued to ask.

There is not much time left before his enchantment is completely completed, why would he choose to expose at this moment, not sooner or later, instead of choosing to act from the beginning when the matter was easy to resolve?

"long, long ago."

As if considering the distance between the two of them, Osamu Dazai, with a head of messy curly hair, leaned forward, knelt on the bed, stretched out his hands and clasped fingers with each other, "I don't remember the exact time, but I can vaguely recall it." Since it was a rainy day, I woke up in your arms."

Fyodor's heart skipped a beat.

He still remembers when it was, not long after the two of them moved into this apartment, they should have had a very regular life and rest during school, but because of the continuous rain, they dispelled the idea of ​​buying ingredients together on weekends.

It was at that time that he vaguely sensed that Osamu Dazai was wrong.

After spending the night together, Osamu Dazai, who was supposed to take advantage of the weather to be tired and tender in bed, was dragged to start a new round, his body was incomparably stiff.Even the breathing was out of order prematurely, appearing chaotic, and vaguely revealing the panic behind it.

If he recovered his memory at that time, then the people who have lived with him for so many years have always had some memories of gods.

"It's really lonely to be a so-called god, and I don't think I can use that word to describe myself."

Osamu Dazai pretended not to notice his lover's slightly stupefied appearance, but just clasped his hand tightly, explaining his experience during this time softly.

"It was a space beyond the concept of time, and there was only endless darkness as far as the eye could see. I waited in it, and at the same time, my consciousness was split into countless parts, and I came to many time points that can only be seen in textbooks. See many great figures who have gone down in history. Then use all your strength to kill the nightmare that is about to be born from the body alone with the ability to eliminate."

"So when my memory recovered, I really didn't want to leave. To be honest, it doesn't matter to me what happens to this world. It might be a good choice to let him be destroyed, but I know that this is not my truest Thoughts." The young man's voice was hoarse and difficult, his expression was gloomy and gloomy, and at the same time revealed a subtle bitterness.

From then on, Osamu Dazai realized that while he was eliminating the nightmares, he was also infected by the despair they spread.

If it were his original personality, he would never think about things from such a dark angle.Dazai Osamu may be a natural alien, and he has never really integrated into the crowd, but the world is still very precious to him, and there are many things he wants to protect.

He hopes that this world can continue to exist, as an inconspicuous small planet in the vast sea of ​​stars, not to be discovered by any outsiders, not to be involved in any inexplicable disputes.

"Nightmare is an existence that spreads despair and creates countless sins in this world, and every time I destroy one, the karma that should exist on them is grafted onto myself, and at the same time, it is also subtly affecting some of my most fundamental things .”

The other free hand of the young man touched his chest, feeling the beating of his heart through a thin layer of clothing.

Even though his appearance has not changed, something deep inside that cannot be discerned with the naked eye is no longer what it was originally.

His voice was extremely soft, his eyes in the darkness couldn't tolerate any light staying, he slowly straightened up, and brought his lips to his lover's ear through the icy cold railing, "It probably won't be long before the remaining human part of me will disappear. Completely annihilated in the darkness, as the last cog to complete the concept born to eliminate the nightmare, usher in the end of consciousness."

The young man smiled, with a very sad and strange expression on his face.

He didn't know what he was expecting, but obviously, if it wasn't for Fyodor's long-planned plan, he would have already died in an unknown place.

After that, perhaps even Fyodor, who had mastered the power of the nightmare, would gradually forget him.

I didn't expect these contents, and I just made a decision based on my own obsession and possessiveness at first.Until today, Fyodor did not know what kind of emotion is called fear.

Through the gap between the cages, he placed a soft kiss on the cheek of his lover, and the depths of his purple eyes were smudged with extremely complicated colors, "Before that, I tore off your human part. "

If you move a little slower...

"That's right."

The curly-haired youth nodded, his tone sounded flat, but it was hard to conceal the feelings that were on the verge of breaking. "But Fei Jia, I am not the person you like now."

The part that once constituted Osamu Dazai, both character and thoughts, has disappeared. As the price of bearing karma, they have been tainted by the surging malice in the world and left forever.What is in front of Fyodor now is nothing but an existence made up of the most filthy filth in the universe.

He is also greedy for this warmth, and even after recovering his memory, in order to maintain the status quo that makes him feel happy, he wears a hypocritical mask and always plays the "self" that should have died.

"Do people change..." Fully understanding what the other party was expressing, the bloodless Russian young man was stiff, and the chaos that was so thick that it seemed to be materialized bloomed in his eyes, "I don't care, stay here."

Yes, he can no longer deceive himself with high-sounding excuses.This game called love is just to cover up some truths.

It's not that I hope that Osamu Dazai will be happy, but that he can only touch everything in this world through himself.Like a domestic pet cat, it lives a carefree life, but in essence it cannot leave its owner at all.

He wants to have everything about that person.

"Is this an order?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head, knocking on the railing with his free hands.He seemed to want to judge what kind of material it was from the sound of the impact on the railing, and whether he could escape in a short time.

"It's a notification," Fyodor replied, his tone firm and cold.

"If this is how you perceive yourself, then it happens that I, who can control all nightmares, is the one who drags you into the abyss. Don't think that you can escape."

The devil will not let go of its prey. Since it has been tightly entangled, it must be prepared to be dragged into its lair.

He doesn't care what the future of this world will be like, as long as the only object he cares about can no longer rely on anyone but himself, and only his own existence is enough in his eyes.

It was the last carnival before the end of the world, and they danced on the tightrope above the abyss, blooming wantonly and squandering everything they had before the doomed moment.

"If it was in the past, I would probably want you to give up and not look directly at me who is so unbearable." The curly-haired young man murmured with a gloomy expression.He tried to break free from the hand he offered, but what he got was more and more tightened.

"But for now, that's my answer."

Osamu Dazai raised his head and stared at the lovers whose silhouettes were illuminated by candlelight in the darkness. Across the cage built by unknown forces, he stretched out his arms to hug each other tightly.

Fyodor is not the only one who is really crazy, even he is the same.

He is willing to stay by the side of the one he loves at the cost of the end of the world.

In an instant, the railings surrounding the edge of the bed dissipated and turned into countless golden crumbs, removing the last barrier between the two.It's as if it was there just for the atmosphere of the scene and never really came in handy.

Fyodor hugged him back in silence, without any change in facial expression, only the madly beating heart showed how chaotic the young man's heart was.

Prey that is already in a cage voluntarily does not need to be restrained by more cages.