In the livestream chat:
[Aaaaaah, you two! Get together right this instant!]
[I've lived this fucking long, and this is the first time I've seen someone use a skull as a wineglass...]
[If anyone dared celebrate my birthday like this, I'd fight them to the death. Except my wife!!!]
His dark red eyes seemed to brim with uncontrollable madness and agitation. His crimson lips parted slightly, uttering words that made hearts pound:
"I think I have schizophrenia."
Shen Ru gently stroked the man's neck, where his pulse throbbed powerfully, his excited voice ringing through the darkness:
"I always hear different voices talking."
The young man languidly stretched his graceful body, took two steps back, then smiled brilliantly:
"So I killed everything in this building that could talk."
His eager gaze swept over the other man's blood-spattered shirt. It was proof that the man had done it willingly.
"Mom and Dad must be figments of my imagination."
"I'm the only person in this room."
Shen Ru knew the consequences of revealing the answer. After all, he was still inside a bizarre movie channel, and acting without restraint would only invite even harsher targeting.
But he said it anyway, and he was positively eager for what came next.
The system's cold notification abruptly rang out in the deathly still air:
``` "You finally realized that everything before was an empty delusion. Your schizophrenia grew more severe. You often forgot things you had done, suffered injuries for no apparent reason, and sometimes even woke up in a pool of blood."
"Until one evening, you woke from sleep to discover that you had lost all four limbs, along with your hearing and sight."
"Though you were in excruciating pain, the world was finally quiet."
"Player, please complete this scenario."
"Note: if you cancel the