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

Everything became extremely quiet, yet extremely loud. I opened my eyes again, and everything around me had changed. The breath of the abyss had permeated everything.

I looked at the person who was still laughing and walked over. The other person seemed not to notice. Then I realized that I seemed to be faster than I thought...

He didn't have any weapons, so he used the broken blade in his hand to cut the other person's throat, again and again. The other person still had that smiling expression, but seemed to be a little scared?

"What?" Even at such a fast speed, the god was still able to react, "A power that does not belong to this world?"

He rushed forward with the broken sword in his hand. This time the two were evenly matched. The sound of weapons clashing continued to ring out. Even though he tried his best with the broken sword, he was unable to make up the gap between the two.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!" I kept saying the word "shut up" and felt a bright red in front of my eyes. The barrage of comments and the abyss were calling me softly in my ears. What I had to do was to respond to the other party and release all my strength!

The power of the abyss is more terrifying than I imagined. I have never controlled this power. Will it eventually become a raging fire? I don't know. I only know that the person in front of me deserves to die!

The power burst out, and the sword was swung with the intention of destroying everything. It was unstoppable. The opponent could only avoid the edge temporarily. The high and mighty God was like a dog in the water.

He laughed wildly, his laughter was miserable and frightening, a desperate and wild laugh.

"Drowned dog, ant, damn it!" Why do you feel happy to hurt innocent people at will when you are high and mighty?! For you, hurting innocent people is normal?! No, you deserve to die!

Endless anger corroded his mind. At this moment, he finally realized that he was more irritable than ordinary people. What did that mean?

This place is the same as the original one, also a cave used for hiding, and the other party can only spend his whole life in darkness!

With a fierce kick, the opponent was embedded in the stone wall, but he smiled: "A strong enough opponent, this is exactly what I want! I never thought that a mortal could do this..."

What is he talking about? I don't understand. I want to kill him...

The opponent's attacks were getting faster and faster, and even if I tried to block them subconsciously, it was too late. I was still burning myself, but I could no longer cause myself any pain or consciousness.

Pain has become the least important aspect, the physical pain has long been abandoned, and there is only one thought, to make the other party pay the price!

Everything in front of me began to overlap, crying, screaming, tears, and the smell of blood...

The two memories are constantly intertwining with each other. Have I really lived this life? Have I really lived this life?

The memories of the two began to alternate constantly. Countless similar scenes made the swords in their hands swing constantly. However, there was a feeling that nothing could stop that broken sword.

What happened in the past and what I am experiencing now keep alternating with each other. I feel like I am not myself anymore, or more memories are filling my soul and body. I feel like I have become the person I was in the past, not the person I am now.

The flames of the prairie fire surrounded me, but at this moment, the pain had long been forgotten. I kept waving the things in my hands, and my hands kept sending so-called pain, but was it really painful? I didn't know?

He never stopped attacking every time, he attacked like crazy, without thinking about what would happen if he went through the ordeal, nor did he think about whether he could retreat, leaving everything at the present moment.

In the final collision, it was still slightly inferior.

The broken sword in his hand was finally knocked down, and the other party grabbed his neck, his hands tightening...

But the next moment, a strange black thing began to spread all over the other person's body. He loosened his hand as if he had received some warning, but the curse was still spreading.

Damn damn damn!

Kill him, kill him, kill him!

Countless words became louder and louder. I looked at the thing in front of me with difficulty and closed my eyes. The next moment, the space seemed to be torn apart, and the sword slowly emerged from the space. I held it tightly with my broken hand, and blood splattered on the sword, but it was crazier than the sword.

"Quiet!" After changing the sword, it was a completely different feeling. With that one blow, he flattened the mountains with ease. Even a god could not easily achieve such a skill.

"?!" He realized that he couldn't hide his weakness any longer, so he summoned his own long sword. The sound of swords clashing could be heard, but the long sword formed by flames continued to shrink under the opponent's black flames. "What kind of monster are you?!"

I thought I'd seen some pretty strange enemies, but I've never seen anything like this!

He can no longer be called a human being. Everything depends on the body's instinct. Even if he stabbed the knife into the opponent's flesh and made a deep indentation, the opponent would not slow down at all.

"Damn it, damn it, I'm going to kill you, kill you!" He didn't pay attention to anything, and his strength was concentrated on the knife again. He swung it faster and faster, with greater and greater strength. It seemed that everything around him was about to be destroyed by him.

Morax noticed the problem from afar and rushed over? !

He had no choice but to use his divine power to temporarily seal off the surroundings, forming a position like a cage for trapped animals. This way, the two of them could not break through and escape directly with their own strength.

"Morax! You took advantage of someone's misfortune..."

Before he could finish, the sword stabbed into his hand. He had to run away in a hurry, but the black lines had already spread to his neck and he began to feel pain all over his body. It was an indescribable pain, as if he was pressed into an ice field and struggled non-stop.

"It's too noisy!!!" I can't see clearly with my eyes, so now I rely on my perception. The opponent is still fighting, so I can easily feel the opponent's offensive intention. My eyes are completely useless.

Everything depends on instinct, and the body's reaction speed is stronger than you think.

"Pay the price for what you have done!" He first stabbed his arm with the sword, and the entire sword went through the flesh, and the entire sword was soaked in blood. This scene was very depressing. Abyss would not do such a thing, right? !

"Are you crazy?!" He hurriedly used the knife to block the opponent's actions, which was faster than he expected. He had to block it with difficulty to avoid being pierced by the arrow.

"If you don't want to listen... you're dead!" He couldn't maintain his body shape in the air and needed to rely on the momentum of the collision. Every time the opponent was in the sky, he had to fall to the ground first.

The other party saw this, and took advantage of the moment when he rushed forward, seizing the opportunity to stab him hard in the back: "Goodbye..."

I was kicked to the ground, and the sword was stuck tightly in my palm. It’s not over yet, it’s not over yet!

The sword heard its own response, and the black flames that came out of it became more intense, and then it swung out with all its might.

I recite the words I want to say in my heart. I am willing to swear on my soul and sacrifice the blood, flesh and strength of my body... After I die, my soul will be trapped in the sword, and will only be freed when my soul dies!

The sword was on the verge of being unstoppable, and the god tried his best to block it. A huge wave of light exploded in the air, and everything around became quiet. The god fell to the ground. What was the difference between him and a human at this moment?

He was still awake, so he used the sword to support himself and slowly crawled towards the other person. His hands were only bones left, and his body was covered with scars from burns. He could not see clearly, but he could feel the other person's presence.

He raised the sword in his hand high up, but was knocked away when he was about to let it fall.

I don't have any strength left. Why can't I even take revenge... Why am I so weak and incompetent, and so miserable...

I couldn't shed any more tears, and after I closed my eyes I never thought I would wake up again.

When I woke up again, I was lying in a warm place. The fire in the stove was burning brightly. The smoke was vented out of the door so it wouldn't choke me. I looked around the room quietly.

I'm so thirsty and want to drink some water.

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out, so I pursed my lips.

My body was bandaged, but it still hurt a lot, so when I just woke up, I almost fainted from the pain.

"I……"

After trying five or six more times, he barely uttered the sound of the first word and wanted to get up, but the severe pain forced him to lie back on the bed.

I was so thirsty that I struggled to reach the water.

But he dropped the cup on the ground and broke it into pieces. Someone finally heard the loud noise. When he opened his eyes for the first time, he saw Ping'er crying...

"Xiao Xi!" Why are you crying? Once again, I tried my best to make a sound. This time, after trying many times, no sound came out of my throat. My throat must be injured, and it must be seriously injured...

"You want some water, right?" Seeing that the other person's lips were a little dry, he quickly poured a glass of water, but it was obviously cold... "Wait a few minutes, I'll pour you a hot cup..."

I blinked my eyes, and the other person seemed to understand, so he dipped his hand in some water and rubbed his fingers on his cracked lips, and he felt much better.

I closed my eyes again, and not long after, the other party came with some hot tea, which contained some nourishing tea that was beneficial and not harmful to the body.

My body aches all over now. I try to recall what happened, but my head feels heavy and I can't remember anything...

After two or three days of living like this, I had less stuff wrapped around me, but I still looked the same and couldn't speak. I didn't take off the cloth on my hands, so I needed others to take care of my meals three times a day.

But Sister Ping has been helping me. Well, I haven't seen her like this for a long time. By the way, where is my child? Where is the child who always calls my sister's name? And where is Deshier, that cute little guy?

I wanted to ask myself questions, but I couldn't say them because my throat was badly injured. Maybe everyone was busy? If everyone was busy, they couldn't take care of me for the time being, but why did Sister Ping always come to take care of me?

My doubts have been hidden in my heart. I can't speak them out or write them down. My mind is too confused. I haven't even gotten out of bed in the past few days. I have to take a lot of medicine every day. I feel full just by taking those bitter medicines, but I am still forced to stuff some liquid food into my mouth...

Although it is liquid food, it has been beaten into a paste. Hmm, it doesn't look appetizing at all.

After a few more days of living like this, my throat got a little better. A very good doctor came and his strength gently nourished my already broken body, and I was able to make a few notes again.

This doctor comes here every day. You have seen him yourself, right?

I remember seeing it, but I can't remember exactly...

He still felt more comfortable with his own medicine. After confirming that the contents were harmless to him, he successfully drank several bottles of medicine that was good for his body at his own request.

After all, I can’t even move my fingers now, let alone take medicine. My hands are filled with the most fabric, and it’s been hard for me to feel the existence of my hands for a while…

It is very difficult for me to fall asleep now because of the pain. Most of the time I pass out from the pain, and then wake up when I feel better, and then this cycle repeats over and over again.

I took a lot of painkillers, but they didn't help. The small room only had one window. My sister would open the window when she came over. The sunshine and scenery outside were beautiful, but I could only stare blankly at the exposed sky because I couldn't even sit up...

Sometimes I see the sun rise and set, and I feel more comfortable at that time, but most of the time the sky remains unchanged.

“Put...connect...” Sister Ping knew that I was calling her, so she came over and looked at her as if wondering if she was feeling pain somewhere again?

"My throat hasn't fully healed yet, don't talk too much." After injuring my throat, although I took some medicine to treat it, I can only pronounce the first tone of all the words now, and my speech is intermittent. I often talk for a long time without succeeding in saying anything. "What's wrong? Is your body in pain again? If it hurts, blink your eyes twice, I'll give you some medicine. Don't take too much medicine, but if it doesn't stop, you still have to take it."

I opened my eyes wide and looked at the other person. Okay, it was something else: "If you want to drink water, click three times. If you are hungry, click four times. If you want to ask questions, don't even think about it. Now you have to take care of your body in peace!"

So I closed my eyes and said, "Okay, okay," and unilaterally stopped communicating.