"Seriously, if one day you crossed over into a game and became a playable character, what would you do?" In his bedroom, a tall man sat at his desk, writing this sentence in his notebook. But as he wrote, he put down his pen and walked to the bedroom window, looking out at the view. There were no blooming flowers, tall buildings, only ...
"Seriously, if one day you crossed over into a game and became a playable character, what would you do?" In his bedroom, a tall man sat at his desk, writing this sentence in his notebook. But as he wrote, he put down his pen and walked to the bedroom window, looking out at the view. There were no blooming flowers, tall buildings, only the deep, serene expanse of the cosmic starry sky outside the window, filled with scattered stars emitting light of varying brightness, accompanying the train's journey. Knock, knock, knock “Wende! Come have afternoon tea!" "Okay, coming." A spirited voice came from the bedroom door, and the man referred to as "Wende" turned to the girl outside the door. Turning back, he took another look at the starry sky outside, smiled wryly, opened the bedroom door, and w
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