It's been my third month in this world. Still haven't got a clue.
It seems that this world is similar to mine, the laws of physics, scientific level, common sense, etc are all the same, just there is no existence of the “I” before. Well, now I'm living in a different body, you know, uhm… I'm transferred into another world. However, still don't know what kind of world this is, what the mission is, also, life is neither hard nor dangerous, so I just go through the day peacefully, or boringly, like this.
Oh, almost forgot the most important thing. There is a difference that is higher than mountains, longer than rivers, wider than land, and bluer than the sky, is that there is no D.E in this world! No-unbelievable-D.E! What a enormous omission of a world! Slightly noted, D.E is the best web novel series of my life which I have been following for three years, three years and it hasn't finished yet! The mysterious great author kept digging the hole, and I kept jumping into, stuck there for three years without any sign of being pulled out. Everyday I pray for the author to be healthy, and quickly release new chapters, and yet, oh gods, oh Buddha, oh Allah, not only there's no new chapter, but also I was kicked into a world without D.E! Tell me how to live through this pain? Oh gods, what sin have I committed to be punished this fierce way?
Last night I came up with an idea: to pass the time, I'll give you an overview of the novel D.E. Of course, my writing skill is worse than the author's half around the world, but anyway, I still want to spread D.E to this world's citizens. Again, not having a D.E is truly an enormous omission of a world! And my dear friends, anyone who feels that I am plagiarizing any series that has or has not been released, please text me the original version immediately, I will kneel at the author's ivory feet to ask for forgiveness, and will express my gratefulness to the textor with everything I have. I swear, I promise, I guarantee. And anyone who wants to develop this plot, please write right now, just send me the link afterthat, because I have a dream, I have an awesome dream, that I can continue reading D.E, or at least, re-read the original D.E, the morning star disappeared from the orbit of my life and left me behind with a whole sky of nostalgia.
Well, too much meaningless talking, let's get to the main story. My beloved D.E is a massive series that opens with the story “Psychopaths”. This series consists of many mini-stories, mainly following Huong Duong – a psychologist with her treatment sessions, sometimes punctuated with stories from other psychologist of the clinic. And dear friends, I must say in advance that throughout the story, you will come across a mixing writing style, sometimes surprisingly good, sometimes unusually bad. Good part, of course, is the original author's verbatim that I still memorize. Bad part, no wonder, is my writing, using little memory of main content then filling the words myself. Besides, I'm going to pick a few stories that I'm most impressed with to write first, so the first few chapters might be a bit disjointed. So confused words, if making any mistake, hope to receive your sympathy and forgiveness for a poor crippled soul who has nothing but the memory of a love with D.E.
Alright, let's start now.
“I used to have a scary dream. Like a horror movie.It was a red summer night. The red sky, the red leaves of phoenix flower, the red blood, the fiery red fire burning the last glimmers of the eyes, liberating humankind from the terrible darkness that has besieged for half a century. It was a revolutionary summer night, the final battle between humankind and the parallels. On that night, the last drop of water spilled over, the miserable human race reached its limit and stood up. Like a swarm of fearless bees rushing forward, like jihadist knights marching in silver armor, all the men and women, the old and young, raised their burning torches in the sky, sang the same tragic tune, gradually tightened the siege, cornered all the enemies into a huge school surrounded by layers of stone walls. The large clock on the tall rooftop was counting the last moments, the people left in the school rushed out to gather in ear-piercing boos. I felt like I was in a state of whirlpool, desperately r
The patient then was very special. Her wealthy husband paid a large amount of money for me to stay at her bedside and find a way to get rid of her. When the girl opened her eyes, she narrowed her eyes slightly because of the sunlight outside and asked me: - Where is this? Who are you? - I'm a doctor. And you? - Erin Lewis. - So… what happened? - Starting to notice the wires, equipments and white bandages all over the body, she asked bewilderedly. I was not in a hurry to answer, considered to select a reasonable approach. That girl’s husband said that she was very clever, it wouldn't do much to keep the situation hidden, so I went directly to the topic: - I'm not sure. Can you tell me? - What is the date today? – She asked. - August 17th. - Then I can't help you. - …What was the last date you appeared? - You… know? – The girl showed a surprised expression. - I have heard about another Erin Lewis. Can you tell me your story? Again, she narrowed her eyes slightly, I noticed
“You must have heard partly from Han. I've followed him for five years, been married for five years, total ten years, but till the time the accident happened, it was still a one-side love.After the accident, I got lost in a wasteland. It could also be called spirit's land, although I didn't really believe in spirits before. I didn't know how long I wandered in that desert, just feel that it's a very, very long time. Long enough for me to reminisce about ten years, for me to understand, love is not something that can be achieved with effort. No matter what I do, he won't love me. Long enough for me to compose a long song, oh, did he tell you, I'm an amateur musician. Could not know if it was because the desert is too large, or because I keep walking around. It also made me suddenly remember a quotation, “How can you find the destination, when you don't know where you want to go?” Then, from the sky, the voice of the god came down, asked me to exchange a half of existence for becoming
- Doctor, tell me, what am I different from her? After all, what am I lacking?She looked at me, as if waiting. But I didn't have any answer. Finally, she pursed her lips and smiled.- That's all of my story. The story of a no-being-loved one.- So, the first condition, you pity me, quickly think of a way to reincarnate me, okay? - She said. I surprisingly raised my head. Perhaps because she spoke out about the burdens in heart, her health was also improved, she seemed to be more and more comfortable. Every day, she whispered in my ear, saying half-true and half-false words:- Doctor, I'm not an expert, but seems that you want to make a national reconciliation, doesn't it? Are you sure you understood the customer's request?- I did some online research about your clinic. Do you know why he chose this clinic?- This place is very famous for the treatments, which break the rule, in both good and bad meaning, almost like following the customer's request, regardless of the principals.-
That day, when she rushed to push me out of that glass, tried to touch my face with her last breath, smiled weakly and said to me "Please be happy", I knew that for the past ten years, I was wrong, totally wrong.She was in a coma for ten months, which was also the ten months I spent in hell. The monologue-like messages she sent me, the cards I'd never read, the items she quietly stacked in my drawers, the decor in the house, her vestiges, one by one hurted my heart. Her eyes, her smile, her voice that I have never paid attention to, unconsciously laid in my deep heart, tormented my soul.The day she opened her eyes, was also the day my world reborn.- Han, are you feeling guilty for that accident? – Suddenly when I was helping to wash the dishes, she asked.- No need, I volunteered. Don't try to repay me. I don't intend to use that accident to tie you down. - She bowed her head and said like that.- Not because of that accident, Erin. - I hesitated, finally decided to speak up. I pul
- So that's how it is.That's it. That's it.I sorted out my confusion, tried to calm down and asked:- Why did you come here to tell this story?- I want to review the treatment notes.I was angry in my heart, I didn't watch it then, what's the point of watching it now?- It's been five years. All have been destroyed.He was stunned for a moment, trying to continue:- Or do you search a little, maybe there is still something left?- There's nothing left. - I said ironically, looking at his slowly sinking face.Finally he politely said a few words to me and left.I leaned back in my chair, rubbed my temples, and closed my eyes in annoyance.The curtains fluttered open again.What happened in the past, why is it still as clear as it was recently?- Doctor, the second wish is a bit wild...- She said go.- All medical records about me, give me.Really all? – Looking at the notebook, the recording pen on the table, she asked. Seeing me nod, she smiled bitterly:- A whole life, but only t
"I love him. Clinging for five years, being married for five years is a full ten years, until the accident happened, I was still alone.After opening my eyes, I realized that I was lost in a desert.I wandered in that wilderness for a long time.I knew that I was coming to the end of my life. But I don't want to leave him, and I don't want to leave in a situation like this.Actually, at that moment, when I received that broken glass, I thought, dying in the arms of the person you love is also a kind of happiness. But the deeper I went into the wilderness, the more I understood, if I died for him, he would probably suffer for the rest of his life. I don't want to leave him, and I don't want to be a burden in the heart of the person I love.So when a demon's voice came up from the ground, asking me to exchange half of my existence for return, I did not hesitate to agree. At that time, I wondered to myself, why should I take half of the life span of a person who should have lost his life
- I just don't understand, what is it that incited her, to turn me off to kill me?He must have hidden the existence of the other fetus from her, I thought to myself, if she knew, how perfect would the story be?She guessed correctly, she did not know the existence of the fetus, so she murdered her own child. I suddenly had the malicious thought to let her know, to see a little bit of her true feelings, if she had any.But at that moment, I suddenly remembered the cry that echoed the first night I met her. So it was she who cried. Even though the other fetus belonged to the person she loved with the personality that had taken over her body, in her deepest sleep, she still cried with such heartbreaking pain. I had a bit of a lump in my throat, had to tilt my head to adjust my emotions. Unexpectedly when I looked up, I suddenly realized that she was looking up at me. I don't know what my expression was at that time, but she seemed surprised. Perhaps I am expressing irony, or profoundne