Night of stars,

It was an extremely beautiful starry sky.

All the stars walked to the right position, showing a different night sky than the daily life.

It seems to be influenced by some mysterious force,

The world under this starry sky looks extremely peaceful and beautiful.

Wucai appeared in this world, and she still maintained her waving fist.

but,

The target that should have been hit is gone.

“Where did you go?”

Sakura Kobayashi is good,

A storm is good,

Or is it a world that is as twisted and collapsed as a "kaleidoscope".

All of these things can no longer be seen.

It's just an illusion, no, to be correct, this is an illusion.

Wucai stopped, she sat on the ground and watched the stars dancing like mocking.

Taking the universe as the stage,

A gorgeous dance was offered to the god of the supreme.

Looking at the starry sky like this seems to be surprisingly good.

Wu Cai thought this in her heart, and she stared at the starry sky, a starry sky that was different from other people.

It seems like this is no longer necessary to think about it.

It seems that life is completely fine if it falls forever.

No, it should be that she is very willing to accept such a life.

This is like a dream life.

"Just like it." A female voice said.

Wucai looked at her,

That's a familiar person,

She herself,

Not the magic girl named Wucai, but the girl named "Yu Shao Shencaiyin".

She just sat quietly like this, as if she was sitting here like a stone statue.

Looking at the scenery like fog color is like not doing anything.

“This world is very good!

Let me introduce it,

here,

It's Hele Town.

You can also see this as Mobius's previous life, a very boring world without pain and tragedy."

He smiled slightly and said, it should be a storm.

But,

It's completely different from her in the outside world.

Such a lazy atmosphere,

It's just a trait of not doing anything after living,

It was like seeing her in the mirror.

Unlike the evil god outside,

That's not the same person at all.

Whether it is temperament or impressions, there is nothing the same.

"Who are you? Although, I know this question is idiotic, but you are not a storm,

At least,

You and the person in the outside world are just two people."

"No, you guessed it wrong. I'm really a storm, or rather, I am the real me now.

You should understand better than me that in order to survive in this world, people need a posture that fits the impression of others. For you, that is the posture of being a human being.

But for me, for me, as an evil ghost,

I need to pretend to be a god,

Mobius, from the beginning, has been my world, and it is not anyone's paradise.

That is my paradise, and that's all.

You may think that I am here and the person outside are the same, they are all fake.

But, this is not the case. This is the world behind the door, and this is the gate that cannot be reached.

This is not the karma demon, not something created by Red Truthia.

This is something that belongs to me. In the future, eternal disaster, and incomprehensible doors are all things that belong to me.

Can you understand if you say this?

I am the real storm, and I am another you.

It is different from the fake thing outside.

Because it is only a tool necessary to make Mobius exist, it has my memory and knows this thing too.

but,

It is still willing to play such a role, even if we have the same personality, it knows that we are different.

Haven't thought about changing anything,

I never thought about saving anything,

From the beginning of creation, the purpose has been clear.

Caiyin, you won’t mind what I call you!

We are all the same person, but we have different positions and positions. In order to achieve the same future, everyone needs to have their own job.

Or,

sacrifice!"

The girl said that even though she called herself a real storm, who would believe it at this time?

"Sacrifice?" Wu Cai said:

“That is, for you, I am not a storm, nor are you,

The so-called King of Witch is just an overview concept.

You created that future and twisted the past.

I am the origin, and it is the end,"

“Yes, none of us is a storm, and no one is a storm.

But as long as someone believes in it and agrees with that future, then it is a storm,” she said.

Wucai replied: "But, if I don't turn into a storm, so what?"

"Then, I have to help you.

If you don't die, then how could we have a story?

This makes no sense in theory, doesn't it?

No one can die,

Even the magic girl is just a human.

Moreover, you are not even a magic girl.

Or do you still think you can escape from here?

This is a happy town, but it is not left to you as a living person.

This is a small town of evil spirits, a place where the dead can rest.
To be continued...