This time, the live comments were completely different from the previous life, when he appeared as the heroic protagonist."Help. He's so ugly. What the hell.""Ew… I'm logging off to throw up.""Hey, whose pet pig is this?"…From the moment I called Mom, and she told me my birthday, I was certain this world wasn't real.On the phone, she said I was born on June 18th, 2000. That was indeed the birthday listed on my ID, but when I was little, due to a mistake by the local government office, my birthday had been recorded a day early.In other words, my real birthday was June 19th.Over the years, even I would sometimes grow unsure, but Mom was the one person who could never forget my true birthday. And yet, in this false world centered around Paul, everything existed only as his memories shaped it.The woman I called on the phone wasn't my real mom. Whether as a killer or as a hero, Paul was nothing more than a character he had imagined. All of them were merely projections of h
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