Fear Collection

Xie Jinxi calmed down, and then asked the next question: "What exactly is 'He'? At the very beginning, someone told me that 'He' is an existence similar to a god or a demon, and 'He' is all malicious Aggregates. In our narrative layer, everyone talks about 'He,' but no one really tells me what 'He' is."

"And I……"

"Can't you hear 'His'?" Feng Sinian interrupted Xie Jinxi instead.

Xie Jinxi didn't feel surprised, but had a feeling of "it really is".Xie Jinxi received that short sentence for the second time among the messages poured into the fragmented world every time.

"So what exactly is 'He'? Is the purpose of 'He' just to seize control of the real world? And... why me?"

"You've started to doubt, that's why 'He' chose you, because 'He' thinks you can understand."

Feng Sinian said slowly: "How should I say it? Let's start from the beginning. Everyone tells you that the reverse world is the gathering place of all negativity and malice, and 'He' is the evil god born in the reverse world. Demon, 'He' attempts to locate the positive world through the fear we generate, and then seize control of the positive world."

"If you really want to say, 'He' is 'He', 'He' can be fear, and 'He' is also an idea, a kind of will. 'He' can be the horrible past that happened in a small house, or it can be The object of primitive worship in the depths of the rainforest can even be a school in black and white. "He" is an outdated rule, the opposite of civilization, and an antonym of morality. "He" is all evil, all negative, All chaos and savagery. He could be a wraith, a demon, a monster—it could be anything."

Xie Jinxi frowned, pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what Feng Sinian was talking about.

Feng Sinian said: "Maybe you can't understand now, but 'He' thinks you can understand. You are different from other people, so... this world is very important. This world may allow you to understand a lot, only in this way you Only then can we move towards the established ending.”

"In fact, I think there is nothing wrong with the ending that the upper narrator has prepared for us. Maybe you can't accept it now, but all struggles are futile, and you will always understand and accept it. Our God has prepared it for us He thinks that the ending that is more suitable for us, your struggle is just to please those extra-dimensional spectators."

Feng Sinian glanced at the closed door, and said, "Okay, they're almost here, we've talked enough, now let me finally introduce these three chairs. These three chairs, in this site People call them the 'Trinity Chairs'."

"Trinity? Don't tell me it's the so-called Trinity of the Son, the Father, and the Holy Spirit." Xie Jinxi first thought of this concept.

"It's a kind of thing. Three digits, three points, in fact, there are many theories based on the number three: Those religious believers claim that their gods are trinity, and Taoism also says that people have 'three corpses', and Freud also said that human beings are divided into id, ego and superego. In a philosophical sense, if one is established, then its negation will appear, followed by the negation of negation.”

"It's far away, in short, these three chairs, sitting on them, will let you see the three 'I' clearly, now, go and try."

The three chairs are all made of metal. The surfaces of the chairs are also equilateral triangles. Each corner is connected with triangular prism-shaped chair legs, and one of the sides is connected upwards with an upright isosceles triangle chair back.The three chairs are also arranged in an equilateral triangle. The backs of the chairs lean against each other, and one of the corners of the equilateral triangle chairs faces outward, as if pointing directly at the heart of the person.

"Which one do you sit on?" Xie Jinxi also knew that he was going to sit on it, so he didn't struggle in vain.

"It's all right, you can choose whatever you want."

These three chairs looked almost identical in appearance, and there was no difference in their positions. Xie Jinxi simply chose the one closest to him, walked over and sat down.

The moment Xie Jinxi sat down, he felt a buzzing in his brain, and a strong dizziness hit his head.

Immediately afterwards, the three chairs floated slightly off the ground, rushed forward for a short distance, and then suddenly rotated 180 degrees.

The three chairs that were originally placed back to back now happened to be facing each other at the corners in front of the chairs.

The chair stopped, but didn't fall back to the ground.

After the intense dizziness receded, Xie Jinxi looked at the other two chairs, and at this moment there were two other him sitting on those two chairs.

"Very well, let's start." Feng Sinian said beside him, "Then, for the convenience of narration, please discuss how you three should address each other."

"You are so noisy." Xie Jinxi who spoke first raised her arm and looked at her hands.The scars of the blood curse that originally only existed on the fingertips spread out for some reason, covering his upper body, even climbing up his neck, and extending across the gracefully curved jaw line to the lower half of his face.

Blood filled the wound, and it would gush out as soon as he clenched his fist hard.

However, this is not the most important change. This Xie Jinxi let go of his clenched hand and gently placed it on his left chest.

The heart that was supposed to be beating forever in the chest was completely silent at this moment, it seemed to be frozen.However, his blood, which should have solidified with that heart, became as hot as magma, scorching the soul in this body, causing him pain and agitation.

This Xie Jinxi withdrew his hand, and a complete bloody handprint was printed on the white shirt on his heart. He said: "I am emotion, instinct, impulse, and desire... I am somewhat like me, but with Flo The self defined by Ede is different, if I must be given a name, I like the 'potential me'."

On the left hand side of Xie Jinxi, who claims to be "hidden me", sits another expressionless self.His eyes were pure black, his skin was flawless, and not even the fingertips showed a trace of a blood curse.But he seems to be frozen, he exudes a breath of death from the inside out, even the skin without any blemishes reveals a sickly paleness under the light.

He is like a sculpture made of chalk, like a frozen corpse in a glacier, and more like some kind of inhuman existence.

"I am... the standard me." He opened his mouth, uttering a few words like icicles.

The remaining one, Xie Jinxi, seemed to be covered with a hazy black veil all over his body. He was clearly sitting on a chair, but it seemed that countless double images overlapped to form his body. Incorporeal.

Whether it was the "hidden me" Xie Jinxi or the "standard me" Xie Jinxi, they all just glanced at him and then looked away.

Not to gaze, not to know, not to...communicate.

"Superior me."

The erratic, overlapping, and erratic figure didn't speak, but Feng Sinian, the latent self, and the standard self who were present all naturally "heard" what he said.

At the same time, Feng Sinian, Qianwei I, and Benwei I all heard a sudden shattering sound, as if something burst suddenly in the dark, countless fragments were suspended and moving in the nothingness of the concept, and each fragment was reflected With different shadows.

Super I looked up at the void invisible to the other three, and among the endless fragments, there was an existence that was also indeterminate and suddenly connected with him.

At that moment, I reached communication with "Him", and I saw a certain kind of split and separation, which is not in the sense of entity, but in perception, in concept, in abstraction, what is real Split, forming two opposing worlds.

While a better reality is affirmed, another harsher reality is denied.The negated world is shattered, like a shattered shadow in a mirror, but the shadow is still a shadow, even if it is shattered, as long as another reality exists, the shattered reflection will not disappear.

But another reality is reflected in the shattered fragments, the reflections in the fragments are burning and boiling, the air is full of the smell of hatred, countless people are distorted into different shapes, some melt, some flow, some grow, some grow Walking on the same road day after day, the figures connected in time are like long worms.

People hated everything old, and people still hate everything new.

Then in this opposition, in this fragmentation, in that gap, the overlapped, conceptual, indeterminate, abandoned being re-establishes its being.

He said: I see, I smell, I come.

He will return to another reality, bringing back everything that was abandoned and denied.

While the superego communicated with Him, in one of these fragments in the void, in a warm, softly lit modern room, an ethereal woman suddenly looked up at the sky outside the window.

Burning flames, overlapping shadows, and flying debris were reflected in her eyes, and wailing and roaring of different voices sounded in her ears.

She screamed in pain and pain, closed her eyes tightly, covered her ears, and fell limply on the ground, two lines of black dirty blood slowly dripped out from under her eyes.

On the Trinity Chair, I don't understand what happened in the latent position. He only felt that the temperature of his blood continued to rise, and he became more restless, angry, and restless.

He thought of many things, the faces of his parents and sister in reality, the sports car that flew towards him, the pain when his arms were cut off by the butcher, and the long journey in the rainforest. The pain of walking wearily and being thrown on the steps of the temple...

Pain, pain, why was there so much pain, and why was it him?If that damn car hadn't hit him, without all this, he should still be living a normal life.

Spend time with family, study, then work.

If Xie Jinxi was normal, he would seldom think about these things, he would not ask Tian Wenzhi why it was him, and he would just endure all the pain in silence.

Because he is still alive, the others are already dead. He has come all the way, although he has only seen three worlds, but he has seen too many people die, so as long as he is alive, it is good.