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

(This chapter is a bit bloody. People with poor psychological tolerance can skip it or not read it. It is a dual perspective, one in reality and the other in illusion)

Miss Amber, why are you so silent?

"Are you still not feeling well? Do you need me to call the doctor back?" Miss Amber, who has been persisting in conducting experiments and dedicating her efforts to the Lord God, is like a legendary immortal.

"…There's no need to thank me. It makes no difference to me…" His things were used on the battlefield. In an instant, his hands and feet started to feel cold. He felt as if he was sweating. He felt indescribable panic and heartache.

I unconsciously quickened my breathing and felt like I was going to fall to the ground in the next second.

"I really should thank you! If it weren't for you, my father would have..."

"Uh..." He fell to the ground, feeling mentally devastated. He had already thought about what effect his potion would have in the war.

There are some strange images in a moment, which keep merging.

The person in front of me who cared about me gradually changed his appearance. I couldn't see his face clearly, and his voice also sounded different in my ears.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep! It will come very soon, don't close your eyes..."

I glanced at my cold hands, which were covered in blood. Then I looked down and saw a body covered in blood and flesh. The cloth had long been entangled with the flesh, which was shocking...

"It hurts so much!" It was the person next to me. One of his arms had fallen to the ground and blood was constantly flowing all over the ground and the walls. Blood kept flowing and flowing and he kept crying, hoping that someone would end his life.

"Kill me, kill me, please!" Only half of the body of the other man was left, with flesh and blood flying all over the lower part. It was not cut off, but blown to pieces. He felt disgusting, heartbroken, and trembling, with blood everywhere.

The ground was covered with blood, and the traces left behind even seemed to dye the sky red. It wasn't because the sky had changed color, it was because of me...

The surrounding perspective became strange. Due to excessive blood loss, the scenery in front of me turned scarlet. Everything was like a wailing before doomsday, telling myself to die, die!

Further away, most of the weapons were broken, and the blood on them was some of the enemy's, and some of the owner's.

There were countless corpses floating on the river not far away. The bodies had been soaked and were a little swollen, and there was no way to collect them now.

Eldana opened her eyes wide and tried hard to look at the scenery around her. The more she looked, the weirder and more sad she felt.

"Ms. Amber! What's wrong with you?!" The child gradually overlapped with the person who made her stay awake and hold on for a while longer. That child was also a young child.

A young child who has lived on the battlefield for a long time.

"Don't sleep, please! Miss Norinshi, please don't leave me again!"

The wailing and cries for help kept repeating, and everything around became silent in an instant. It was so quiet and silent that it made people feel speechless.

In an instant, everything seemed to be dead, everyone was dead, the laughing children were dead, the warm people were dead, the people full of hope were dead, is everyone only able to pin their hopes on hope? But all that was left was despair!

Even looking at those unfamiliar faces, I can recall what they looked like in the past. The child who has been holding my hand is an orphan. His favorite thing every day is to look forward to his parents coming to pick him up.

The person who was talking about the pain was a gentle doctor who always wanted to cure diseases and save lives, but he didn't expect that he would die from the pain.

The man who was begging for death was a coward. Every time he met Xiao Zeng, he would run away. But when he encountered these things, he rushed forward without hesitation...

So disgusting…

Why?! We shouldn't... We should...

Beauty and suffering switch between reality and fantasy, switch between everything, constantly repeating in the brain.

The land full of flowers was finally affected by the flames of war, leaving only dried blood and corpses. A crow pecked at the corpse and swallowed an eyeball in one gulp.

Maggots crawled out of the rotting corpse, and wild dogs passing by began to eat the corpse.

The corpse attracted swarms of flies, which lay densely on it. Ants also crawled into the eye sockets and crawled in and out of the empty eye sockets.

Everything is dead, and everything is reborn through the corpse.

There are many reasons for war, but they are all initiated by those in power.

It was like a dream. In the dream, I was not wearing shoes and my feet were stepping on the mud. Every step was sticky and mixed with blood.

Every step I took was as painful as if a layer of skin was being scraped off my feet. The sharp bones pierced my flesh, but I kept moving forward tirelessly.

Why? Why are we always the ones suffering in war?!

No matter how many times the war has changed, no matter who initiated the war, in the end, the ones who suffer the most are the innocent people caught in the war.

The rain fell, and my hair became wet and hung on my body. My clothes became unbearable and stuck to my body. It took a lot of effort to walk so wet, and each step became more and more difficult.

I don't want to do this! I don't want to use my potion to hurt innocent people! The purpose of war is to kill the other side, but that kind of death is too painful!

That clear feeling of feeling that I am slowly dying... kneeling on the ground, with mud stuck to my clothes, no, it was blood that stuck to my clothes.

I felt like I was kneeling in a river of blood, with blood constantly staining my white clothes. I wanted to run to the river to wash my clothes, but I found that the water in the river was also disgusting, mixed with blood.

He scooped up a handful of water. In the red water, half of a punctured eyeball emerged.

This world sucks! Everyone is hating each other and killing each other, but they forget that they are the same people as themselves, the same people as themselves, with relatives, family, friends, and lovers... They forget that they are the same people as themselves, have their own lives, and even feel happy when they eat something they like...

We all don't look like humans anymore. We all look like animals. The biggest difference between us and animals is that most carnivores will let their prey go because they are full, but humans will not.

Disgusting! War has lowered people's bottom line to an extremely low level. War has made people less human.

Finally, he picked up the knife in his hand. He didn't know when the knife came from, but it was the only thing that could reflect his appearance.

The knife slowly and slowly pierced into the chest.

The movements were very light, from the initial pain to slowly exerting strength, and finally the whole person fell towards the knife.

Just like that, he easily pierced his chest, blood flowed down from his abdomen, and he finally became one of the dead bodies...

I grinned. Why? I don't know, but don't you feel relieved? We are all the same.