Genshin Impact: What should I do if I become my own character? !

Chapter 657: Precognitive Dream or Past Memory

When I successfully read that kind of science for the first time, it seemed as if everything took root in my heart, and I faced the whole world with a completely different mentality.

The truth can no longer be blinded by other things. The cognition of everything has reached a new peak. The so-called truth is in front of me, and I can know everything.

In the pursuit of science, he never retreated, but always marched forward. The best student, the child of genius, in this situation where genius is just a synonym for ordinary people, he used the genius among geniuses to shame everyone else...

He is extremely gifted in every aspect, has extraordinary intelligence, and is a person who is beyond admiration in everything.

I even met my true love and took a few children in need home. I feel like the future is full of all kinds of light.

Except for the occasional moments when I can't control my emotions, and there are some bright red scenes and constant noises in front of me, everything is normal. This is an excessive life, thinking like this, I feel the warm wind blowing past my ears, leaving behind a special sound.

Today's voices were mixed with cries of pain and despair. It seemed as if I had gone back to a long time ago, and picked up that rusty sword for no apparent reason.

That sword hasn't been used for a long time, so I'm no longer familiar with it.

But this sword is responding to my heart. I haven't felt this kind of emotion for a long time. I bit my lips lightly and finally made up my mind to swing it...

Using a broken sword on his body, he fought his way out of the enemy's encirclement, waving his sword like a madman. The situation in front of his eyes became more and more chaotic, blood and all kinds of things blended together. The sword in his hand never stopped for even a second, and the next moment blood would bloom before his eyes again.

The sight of blood blooming before my eyes stung my soul, and every minute and every second was particularly painful...

"Why am I doing this?" His hands were shaking as he continued to swing the sword, never stopping even for a moment. His blood and sweat shaped the man, and the blood gushed out onto the man's heart.

"..." There was only silence after that. When everything was over, the sword broke. The broken sword meant a life that could never be escaped. He closed his eyes with peace of mind.

The next moment, the broken sword stabbed fiercely into the enemy's forehead. Even if the sword is broken, we should not give up.

"Stop it!"

Like an angry tiger, he stared at all his enemies. His scene shocked everyone. Blood dyed his white clothes red, blood dyed his yellowish hair red, blood dyed his hands red, and also dyed his heart red, which should have been red.

"..." Successfully made everyone stop advancing, the enemies retreated, and the blood temporarily dyed the most familiar street red. The crying of children, the begging of adults, and the crying of people never stopped for a moment. The sound of the wind had never been so unpleasant.

For the first time, I felt the sound was so harsh and so unpleasant. The blood dyed everything red. It was difficult to suppress my emotions and murderous desire. After a long, long time, a warm embrace came up. It was my family.

With golden hair, emerald green eyes, and a gentle smile, he didn't seem to be feeling so uncomfortable anymore, and his heart didn't seem to be in so much pain anymore. The strange words that appeared in front of him like error messages gradually disappeared, and a special path cleared for him appeared in front of him.

"Don't worry, kid, the future will be fine. Do you need to take a rest now? It's okay, everything is over. You did a great job and helped a lot of people..."

The warm hands were warmer than those of my lover. Those hands were smaller than my own. At first glance, I thought they wanted to look up higher than me. I stared at those emerald green eyes. They should be emerald green. I can’t remember the dream clearly, but it doesn’t matter. I smiled. I haven’t been so happy for a long time...

The last moment is the memory of falling into each other's arms.

I opened my eyes again and returned to the familiar room. It was just a very, very long and real dream. Was it really a dream? Was it really a dream, not a memory?

The sword that appeared in my dream was now in front of me, flashing red light strangely. Was this really a dream and not my past?

“Is this really my dream?”

"Hmm?" After being slowly soaked in blood, the other party was finally willing to recall the past. "Yes, it should be a dream. I don't remember many things in the past because my memory is too chaotic. There are countless of me. I have to remember all of them. It's a bit difficult."

"…Do prophetic dreams exist? I've had them before…"

"There won't be any prophetic dreams, but there will be memories of the past. Perhaps everything is a reincarnation dream. If so, it can be explained clearly~"

"..."

"I was just joking. Don't talk to yourself. If you keep talking to yourself, people will think you are crazy. In this world, if you are considered crazy, your life will be very miserable..."

"I understand."

The sun outside hasn't set yet. I should have slept for only over an hour. It's so strange. It feels like a lifetime, but only an hour has passed. Dreams are really magical...

"..."

Some of it will be hidden or simply all deceived. I know the other person's heart very well and will not tell these things very seriously.

To a large extent, it was a scam from beginning to end. Just coughed twice and coughed out a little bit of mycelium.

It's a bit scary, looking at the things that were coughed out, is that flesh and blood? It looks similar, but it looks more like mycelium, which makes me feel a bit disgusted...

Soon, it died due to lack of nutrients. Because of what I just vomited, it seemed like something alive, and it more or less lost some of its spirit. I looked at that thing calmly until I died. Was that a part of my life? The special thing that was stripped from my body took over my life. It sounded magical...

"What on earth is it?"

But it is harmless to the body, so there is no need to continue to worry about it. There are too many secrets in this world that are worth thinking about, but there are also too many secrets that should not be considered.

In my dream, I read a lot of different books. Even in reality, I wanted to replicate the memory of those books. The memory was relatively clear and I could seriously think about what books I read at that time. Most of them were books related to the soul. It was really strange. Am I an expert in studying the soul even in my dream?

Most of those books were written by others, but a small number seemed to be written by himself.