You look at the road ahead, exactly the same as you saw yesterday. All this is so familiar to you that you don't want to look at it again, or in other words, it's not worth it.
This is not deja vu, but as you might expect, day after day.
Every day, you are frightened in cowardice, and you find comfort in numbness.
If you can shoot yourself at any time, just start from the beginning.
But starting from the beginning, is it really that good? Started from scratch countless times, and failed countless times.
You changed from being a novelty to being world-weary. You escape the struggle, escape all the difficulties you may face. Because from the beginning to the end, only you are yourself, going over and over again, experiencing death again and again, and then beginning a period of meaningless reincarnation.
You have to pass by until you meet her.
She tells you that the only way to escape all this is to win.
You don't care whether you win or lose, you just want to get rid of the nightmare, so you have to agree.
From then on you have to start practicing, and when you are dying, she tells you that you must start again. Too late to be sad or disappointed, the restart button is forced to be pressed again and again, yesterday’s pain disappears in the new life, and death makes you stronger.
After being strong, you think you can defeat destiny. But you still die again and again.
Life is still as you expected, day after day.
The only difference is that outside of the overlapping reality, you keep finding new breakthroughs, even if only a little bit.
After countless efforts and countless coincidences, you seized the last chance and won the battle.
Victory is only a moment.
After that, everything was reset back to the original point, as if it had never happened.
Wake up in the dazzling sunlight again, and you see that everything is well, you know that the dust has settled. You are like a new life.
I see myself at first, the world at the second, and sentient beings at the third.
In order to escape the nightmare, you can only escape that cowardly self. Time and again timidly declared war on the world, until it became a habit, and then it became a subconscious reaction. Originally, I only wanted to be liberated. How could I realize that I am today and others are also fulfilled.
You are still the cowardly you. It's just that you have learned to be selective-you are avoiding the reality of yourself, so you also chose to face reality in disguise.
And she changed you in a way she didn't know it. You can't thank you or confess, you just smile at each other and let the memories live only in yourself.
After seeing, it is fleeting. You stand on the edge of time, remove the armor that once made you afraid and give you strength, and start again.
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