Once, There Was a Toy Called Buzz Lightyear

Once, in a story called Toy Story.

There was a toy called Buzz Lightyear.

He was clearly a toy, yet stubbornly believed he was a Space Ranger. He took great pride in it and had never once doubted that there was anything false about his identity.

Until, during an adventure, he broke into a room and saw his own commercial on television.

Buzz Lightyear toys being mass-produced.

Buzz felt a deep sense of disgust and unease. He... He had once been proud of his identity as a Space Ranger, but that identity had also been imposed on him by the outside world—the designers, manufacturers, and advertisers had given him that mission.

And after stripping all of that away, Buzz Lightyear realized that his existence had no purpose at all. It was like playing an incredibly wonderful game...

But then, after you cleared it, all the quests suddenly disappeared. You wandered aimlessly through the streets, utterly unlike those NPCs. At least the NPCs had planned routes and patterns of behavior.

Rockstar had even made animations of them eating steaks.

But you had nothing.

It was freedom forcibly imposed upon you, like some kind of punishment. Every part of your identity was fake, bestowed upon you by someone else.

It was too cruel.

Buzz Lightyear couldn't accept it.

So this toy, who had once believed he was a Space Ranger and taken pride in it, chose to...

Jump out the window from the table.

Bang!

Bang!

Chen Tao slapped himself on the head.

He pressed his fingers against his temples.

"I already know who you are, but you can't possibly be him... He..."

Chen Tao was cut off halfway through his sentence.

"No, that's right. I am that legendary hero. You may know too little about me, but I am the only