28 The world of singers (2)
The cold river water and the strange starry sky.
The stars seem unfamiliar.
This is not the starry sky she knows.
She herself has no way to figure out why she is here.
For girls, recalling what is about memory is completely unmatched from self-abuse.
Her memory is very confusing. If it is really necessary to give an example, it would be like a book that has been printed incorrectly for the number of pages.
That is no longer possible to find the correct order of information. If you want to force the cluttered information to understand it, it is simply impossible.
It’s not just impossible, it’s destroying one’s rational thinking and self-awareness.
Sequential cognition, that is the perception of time.
And the girl lost all this in her memory.
Therefore, for humans, such memories are full of toxicity.
People have no way to act without the concept of time.
The girl can just remember the name of this body.
A magical girl named "Hardger".
Of course, her real name is not this, but there is no way to remember it.
She hates this, and now, there is not much that this girl can do.
Here, thinking about your life, or looking at this strange sky, thinking about what your place is.
In the world you live in, where can you see such stars and such wonderful arrangement of stars?
If you are an astronomical enthusiast, you will definitely be crazy to see such astrology.
Because here, you can't see any familiar signs or stars you know.
What this situation proves is that she is no longer in the world she once was in.
However, the girl has no idea about this now, because as mentioned before, her memory has almost become a taboo, a magic box that she has no ability to open at all.
Limited memory, chaotic starry sky, and such a fragmented and difficult-to-move body.
It is already a miracle to survive.
How did such a miracle come about? She didn't know, she just knew that it came from a power called "magic", and the source was the magic wand around her.
But it looks like it's broken and looks like it's almost turned into garbage.
She didn't know what would happen if the wand was broken, but her subconscious mind was telling her that it would definitely not be what the sobering self wanted to see.
Her body couldn't move because her limbs were broken.
It turned into pieces, and the so-called immortal magic should have turned her back into a normal posture.
But the wand has been destroyed to such an extent that it is not difficult to understand that the power of magic has become weaker.
When the girl thinks this way, her neck can move and her eyes can be closed, but other things become very difficult to use.
Even my own vocal cords are the same.
She made a simple voice.
It's like I've forgotten how I should speak.
In the beginning, you can just learn to speak like a baby, but you will gradually start to make rapid progress.
Her muscles haven't completely forgotten how to speak.
"Are you practicing voice? Will it help this if you are mostly in the water?"
Three days have passed since I came to this strange place. The girl who just relied on thinking and speaking to maintain her sense of existence met the first person.
No, the time of encounter was actually three days ago.
The girl followed the water to the cave. Before looking at the starry sky from here, another person was already here.
The other person, like a girl, was looking at this strange starry sky.
However, she was very fascinated by the fact that she had even forgotten her own existence.
It was not until three days later, at this time that she noticed someone soaking in the water.
"Do you think I'm practicing sound?" the girl asked back.
Obviously, she thought that as long as anyone with no brain problems could see that she was definitely not practicing any sound.
She just simply broke her limbs and couldn't swim in the water.
No matter who sees her strangely twisted limbs or her face that becomes pale due to excessive blood loss, she will never put the conclusion that this is a special training in her head.
However, as a wounded person who is unfortunate and has no knowledge of the situation, the person the girl meets is indeed such a person with a problem with his head.
"Didn't it? I thought you were deliberately destroying your limbs and using the pressure of death to make your rhythm break through. After all, you did not do anything to ask for help, right?"
"I said, you don't care about me!"
The girl shouted loudly, only at this time she discovered something.
The man opposite never opened his mouth.
The voice just now was...
"Do you use your mouth to ask for help? No one knows this ancient way of asking for help. I thought you were practicing how to make certain prey come to you on your own initiative."
The girl found that the other party had poor common sense, and it was like a person living in two worlds.
The other party did not use his mouth to speak, but instead used a strange way to talk, which seemed to mean something.
However, the girl has no way to sort out her inspiration and the real world at once.
She felt very confused and had no idea what this was.
"Where are your tentacles? Where? Can you communicate directly with them?"
“Speech is a very dangerous thing, both for users and recipients.”
"Although I don't mind speaking with my vocal cords, this should be a heavy burden for you!"
For girls, what this silver-haired girl said can only be described inexplicably.
"Because language is an overly simple communication tool, the possibility of being invaded and distorted is very huge. This happened in the Qichouite.
Everyone's language was distorted.
No one can make everyone understand what they want to express.
Want to use words but forget it.
I want to use my mouth and convince others but I can't be understood.
So, people who have lost their communication methods are like monsters, and no one can stop, and it is like some kind of plague.
I can't stop anyone, and if I want to stop someone, I can only hit the other party and have no way to act."
The silver-haired girl was talking, but obviously the content was all such incomprehensible.
Although the girl knew she was crazy, even if she had no understanding in her memory, she could clearly know the fact that she was crazy.
But this silver-haired woman is obviously even more crazy.
If she hadn't been crazy, the world would have been crazy.
"That's it. In order to survive and to allow our civilization to continue, the abolition of language and the method of spiritual exchange, which does not exist in history, appeared.
Humans only allow connections with their spirits and to convey information they understand to the other party's head.
Without a tool like language, what we do is copy our own understanding, so things like word games no longer exist, and the concept of lies no longer exists.
It's so long that everyone has forgotten how to speak.
So, I asked you this at the beginning.”
The girl remembered the first question of the silver-haired girl.
Practice sound...so that's what it means?
"So, let's introduce yourself now. I am the Muse and the Prophet of Yamamachi. Who are you? Why are you here?"
Chapter completed!