Chapter 264 When the Player Kills Himself

Chapter 264 When the Player Kills Himself

Tao Yao looked at the dagger in Feiying's hand, but there was no trace of panic on her face.

He was so calm and composed, as if he was not aware of the danger in front of him.

She still maintained her gentle smile, and there was even a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"Why does Feiying carry a knife with her?"

Her tone was relaxed and natural, and she even tilted her head slightly, revealing a puzzled yet cute expression.

"Do you want to peel some fruit for me?"

"Actually, there's no need to be so troublesome. Just let Shilo prepare it."

She even joked with a hint of reproach in her tone, as if the dagger in front of her was just an ordinary fruit knife.

This pure trust and this unguarded attitude made the whole scene even more suffocating.

Sakura Fubuki looked at this scene and felt as if her heart was being tightly gripped.

The more gentle and trusting Tao Yao showed, the more painful she felt.

This pain even transcended the boundary between games and reality and directly stung her soul.

In this suffocating atmosphere, a dialog box suddenly appeared on the game screen:

[Raise the knife and point it at Taoyao]

"What do you mean?! What is this?!"

Sakura Fubuki almost screamed.

"Why are we only given one option?! Are you planners kidding me?! Can't you give us a better option at a time like this?!"

She slammed the table, her voice filled with anger and resentment.

This forced choice is more unacceptable than playing the plot directly.

At least when watching the plot, she could convince herself that she was just watching a story.

But now?

Now she had to do it herself.

You must click this option yourself.

You must personally participate in this cruel plot.

This sense of involvement, this forced participation, is a hundred times more painful than witnessing it with your own eyes.

In order to increase the player's sense of immersion, the game production team chose to add interactive options at this time.

If it was a normal plot choice, she could have easily clicked it.

Anyway, those are just insignificant side plots.

But it was at this moment, this moment that almost drives people crazy.

This is a major turning point that concerns life and death, and emotions.

They actually use this method to force players to participate in it personally.

She would rather this was a cutscene that required no interaction at all.

At least that way she could evade responsibility and convince herself that she was just reading a fiction.

But now, she had to press this option herself and destroy all the beauty.

This design is simply a form of mental abuse.

It forces players to face the cruelest choices without giving them any chance to escape.

It's like saying: Look, this is your choice, this is the result you caused, and you killed your favorite character with your own hands.

“Damn it…Damn it!”

Sakura Fubuki gritted her teeth and her fingers trembled on the mouse.

She knew she had to click that option, but every attempt felt like it was tearing at her soul.

Finally, she clicked on that option tremblingly.

The screen changes immediately.

In the white fitting room, Tao Yao, wearing a pure white wedding dress, was still sitting quietly in a wheelchair.

She looked so beautiful and holy.

The lace pattern on the skirt is delicate and charming, and the pearl decorations glow softly under the light.

And in front of her, Feiying was holding the deadly dagger tightly in both hands.

The sharp blade pointed straight at Tao Yao's chest, and the tip of the knife shone with a piercing cold light under the light.

The cold metallic luster formed a striking contrast with Taoyao's pure white wedding dress.

At this moment, beauty and cruelty solidified in the fitting room of the bridal shop.

Taoyao still had a gentle smile on her face, and that kind of unguarded trust made the scene even more heartbreaking.

"It turns out that Feiying didn't want to peel the apple, but wanted to peel me..."

Her tone was still relaxed, even with a hint of teasing.

This calmness is not pretended, but comes from the trust in the heart.

This pure sense of trust actually made Feiying on the opposite side even more painful.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

Feiying's voice was deeply choked with sobs, and the hand holding the dagger was trembling slightly.

Her tears kept flowing and she couldn't stop them.

These tears fell drop by drop on the ground, and were particularly clear in the silent fitting room.

"My dear Feiying, can you tell me why?"

Taoyao's voice is still so gentle, full of tolerance and understanding.

She even leaned forward slightly, trying to get closer to Feiying.

His defenseless posture seemed as if he didn't care at all about the dagger pointing at him.

"Why are you pointing a knife at me? Did I do something wrong?"

"Or, has there been something I've done recently that has made you unhappy?"

There was no trace of blame in her voice, only full of concern.

This concern not only failed to make Feiying feel at ease, but made her feel even more tormented.

"I'm sorry... Taoyao, I really don't want to do this."

Feiying's voice trembled even more violently, and tears fell like beads from a broken string.

Her whole body was shaking slightly, and the hand holding the dagger was shaking even more violently.

"But if I want to break the spiritual realm, I have to do this."

"Everything here is fake. Although it is beautiful, it is constantly wearing away my will."

"These beautiful memories, everything I see before my eyes... are all fake!"

As she spoke, her voice became more and more excited.

"Taoyao, you are my obsession. I can only give you in the spiritual realm to..."

"Only in this way can I leave the spiritual realm and return to the real Tao Yao."

"Only in this way can I free myself from this beautiful cage!"

Hearing these words, Tao Yao still maintained her unique gentleness.

She looked quietly at Feiying who was crying in front of her, her eyes full of pity.

"Feiying, you stubbornly believe that everything you see is fake."

"You don't want to acknowledge the beauty you see."

"And I can understand your confusion. After all, it is not easy for us to get to where we are today. You have reason to doubt everything you have seen."

Having said this, Tao Yao paused slightly.

After a moment of silence, Tao Yao continued:

"But...what if I'm real? What if all this is real?"

"Whether it's true or not, maybe you already have the answer in your heart."

"But, are you sure you want to do this?"

"After you do this, can you guarantee that you won't regret it?"

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing Feiying's heart.

Her expression became more painful and her whole body was shaking violently.

The hand holding the dagger shook even more violently.

"No...you are fake! You must be fake! The real Taoyao is not here! The real Taoyao is still waiting for me to save her!"

Feiying shouted almost hysterically.

There was pain and struggle in her voice, as if she was trying to convince herself.

"The only way I can have a chance to see the real Tao Yao is to kill you and leave the spiritual realm!"

The option pops up again on the game screen:

[Raise the knife and approach Taoyao]

"Planning, nmsl!!"

Sakura Fubuki cursed with gritted teeth, but her finger had to click on the desperate option again.

At this moment, she felt like her soul was bleeding.

This feeling of being forced to participate is a hundred times more painful than just watching the plot develop.

In the game screen, Feiying slowly stepped forward, and the dagger in her hand was getting closer and closer to Taoyao's heart.

Taoyao always maintained that gentle smile, as if ready to accept a long-overdue hug.

There was no fear or blame in her eyes, only endless tolerance and understanding.

"You're a fake! You're absolutely a fake!"

Feiying's voice was completely out of control and almost sounded like a roar.

Her eyes became wild and she was on the verge of collapse.

The hand holding the dagger was shaking violently, causing the blade to shake continuously.

Every tremor caused the cold light to draw dazzling marks in the air.

"You're lying to me! You're not the real Tao Yao at all!"

"These are all lies, all false! They are beautiful lies woven by the Spirit Realm to keep me here forever!"

As she spoke, she shook her head vigorously, and tears as big as beans kept sliding down her cheeks.

She seemed to want to get rid of all the good memories from her mind, but she was firmly bound by them.

Looking at Feiying who was so close and almost collapsed, Taoyao still had a gentle smile on her face.

She raised her head slightly and spoke slowly in an extremely gentle tone.

"Feiying, I am the real Taoyao!"

Her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze in March, with a heartbreaking tenderness.

This tenderness not only failed to soothe Feiying's emotions, but made her even more painful.

As soon as this sentence fell, an option popped up on the game screen:

[Stick to your heart and refute Tao Yao. Tao Yao is definitely fake! ]

The most desperate thing about this option is that it looks like an option, but in fact it is the only option.

Just like every time before, the game doesn't give the player any choice at all.

This forced choice is more painful than just playing the plot straight.

"Here they come again! These damn plans!"

Sakura Fubuki gritted her teeth and clicked on this option.

Her fingers were beginning to go numb, but she had to continue this cruel interaction.

"You are a fake Taoyao!"

In the game screen, Feiying shouted almost hysterically.

There was pain and desperation in her voice, as if every word was tearing at her soul.

"I am real."

Taoyao's voice is still so gentle, with endless tolerance.

She even leaned forward slightly, as if wanting to get closer to Feiying.

[Stick to your heart and refute Tao Yao. Tao Yao is definitely fake! ]

"You are a fake Tao Yao! You are just an illusion created by the spirit world!"

"I'm serious, Feiying."

[Stick to your heart and refute Tao Yao. Tao Yao is definitely fake! ]

"Stop talking like that! You're a fake!"

"real."

【…】

"You're fake!"

Every conversation, every choice, is like a sharp blade, constantly tearing Sakura Fubuki's heart.

The repetitive dialogue options were nearly driving her crazy.