: Fanwai-One-Seventy Flame Demon Realm

Near the bunch of broken world lines where Wenwen they are in, there is a relatively longer and more complete world line that brings together endless possibilities of divergence.
Outside of the city glowing in the moonlight, a hill covered by a green and neat lawn seems to be cut by the blade of a god, and only half of the mountain is left.
And at the top of a cliff that is flat like a mirror, a blind long black straight girl is sitting on a solitary wooden chair on the edge of the cliff, her head leaning towards the empty space of the cliff, it seems to rely on nothing to see s things.
In the girl's grumpy eyes, the green hill still had a good half, and she had another chair to her left. A young girl with pink short twin ponytails smiled and leaned her head to rely on her.
The cold wind blowing outside the cliff seems to still retain the warmth between the two cheeks.
But this is, after all, just an illusion of time.
As if she felt something, the girl who relied on the air suddenly came back to her. She looked at the air on the left for a while and then slowly sat upright.
Suddenly, the half-moon hovering in the sky was replaced by the hot sun, and the quiet city under the hill became loud in no time. The simple wooden chair the girl was sitting on did not know when it had changed into another gorgeous appearance, and On the right hand side of the girl, a large parasol with a small round table in the middle appeared out of thin air.
After rubbing the armrests of the chair, the girl with long black legs raised her hand gently and took a sip of the hot black tea on the small table. Then she put down the black tea and looked at the busy city, her eyes crossed countless buildings , Stayed somewhere in the city for a long time.
After a while, the girl looked away and tapped on the table with her knuckles.
The white light that appeared out of nowhere was intertwined on the table, and in the blink of an eye, there were two rings, one large and one small.
If you look closely, the auras that coincide with the two center points look like a "Mobius ring" connected end-to-end after a 180-degree rotation of a piece of paper, but only a large ring. Flawless, the small ring somehow showed a noticeable break.
Near the tiny crack, the light band seems to be torn into countless thin lines by invisible forces. These messy thread heads seem to be trying to reconnect and merge across the crack, but whenever they approach a certain distance, they will be suddenly broken. Excluded.
The girl with one hand on her chin silently gazed at the somewhat discordant crack on the small ring for a while, then turned her eyes to look at another vision--
A small yellow line suddenly appeared on the light circle of the small circle. The yellow line surrounding the light circle broke away from the surface of its existence during the twist and extended towards the large circle of the outer circle. At the same time, the large circle The yellow line echoing on the ring also appeared, and the yellow line extended towards the inner small circle was entangled.
Looking at the large and small rings connected by the yellow line, the girl snorted softly, and the detective grabbed the end of the yellow line near the large ring, tearing it from the root.
The tangled yellow thread lost the pulling force at one end, and all of it suddenly shrank and collapsed, reintegrating into the light band of the small ring.
Glancing at the yellow shard pinched by her fingertips, the girl threw it into the red tea cup next to her, and then she quietly looked at the ring that was not moving for a while, and suddenly her mouth slightly smiled slightly:
"Kyoko who has the magic of the mind is all right. I didn't expect that the next thing to be will be the sister of Aesthetics ... How could she accept her as a witch without Madoka's help? What part of the ego? "
Waving to disperse the ring of Mobius, which has a certain representative and symbolic meaning, the black and straight girl took a sip of black tea, then she tilted her head to look at the side of the seat, not far from the lawn The white creature on his face laughed:
"Since the woman named Wenwen stepped in, things have become more and more interesting, but unfortunately, I closed my heart and hid after I had a slight contact with me, leaving me unable to see the follow-up ... "What do you think will happen to the world over there, Chobe?"
On the grass not far behind the girl, Chubby was covered with countless scars, and she could no longer see the slightest figure in her eyes. She was dead and empty, and did not respond to the girl's words.
"Ah, by the way, you can't talk back in this way ..." The girl who pulled the hair from her ears smiled slightly and snapped her fingers.
Suddenly, the white creature with short limbs disappeared in place, replaced by a girl in white clothes and white hair who was kneeling down and barely supported her body with both hands.
Looking at the trembling, teary eyes, as if the white-haired girl who was breathing hard under great pain, the black long straight girl who controlled the side of the chair was very interested: "Don't show such embarrassment, I don't just Can you share all the negative emotions I have accumulated in the past?
"Experiencing human emotions as human beings, isn't it something that you, the cruel, sensuous and lacking incubators, 'covet'? This is just a little bit of fear, pain, sadness, despair, Qiubi ... as these emotions One of the former makers, can't you afford it? "
The rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and the white-haired girl Qiubi stood up slowly. She raised her hands and wiped the tears on her face. Then she looked at the traces of tears in her palm, and said with a choked voice, " Xiaomei Yan ...
"My performances are just the physiological response of human beings to suffering ..." Between speaking, Chube's tone gradually calmed down. "I feel the emotions of human beings. Although the complexity is high, it is in line with the past. There is no difference between the calculation results and EbookFREE.me ~ If you want to defeat my spirit as an incubator by these means, it is impossible. "
"Broken your spirit? I don't need to do this kind of thing," looking at the white-haired girl without any anger and resentment, Xiaomei Yan shook her head and sighed. "Whether you surrender depends on my wishes and you don't continue to kneel It's just because I don't think so. "
"It is true that you who have distorted the shape of the entire world and changed the rules of physics have the ability to directly distort my consciousness and make me yield," Qiubi's face did not shake at all, "but if I choose to yield, I will No longer a 'incubator' ...
"That kind of me isn't me, it's just that you created it, looks like me, and thinks it's my other life."
"Yeah," Xiao Meiyan, who was hard-topped on the front, showed no sign of getting angry. Instead, she nodded with satisfaction. "If you are not an incubator who is highly consistent with the original one, what value do you have?" Only you like this can resonate with you on the other side and produce the impact I need ...
"But as an incubator, as long as you have the hope of changing the situation of your civilization, you won't care about the things I use? So let's continue to communicate well, Chubby ..."