‘I began to know what is going to work, what is getting off work, what is human...I don’t know why but I familiar feelings towards all these things.’
‘It was as if I had experienced it before.’
‘Sometimes I would have doubts. Where do I come from… Then, I could see more things without Zhuge opening the small frame.’
‘I begin to come into contact with some other things similar to me… I start to know what data is and who I am.’
‘I’m the character of a game made by the users.
‘When connected to the internet, I would feel a lot of the same characters as me… I tried to communicate with these characters. I want to talk to them so that when I couldn’t see Zhuge, I won’t feel bored.’
‘Yup, I start to know what being boring means.’
‘But, no matter how I called them, they ignored me… They seem to be different from me.’
‘It seems that there’s only me existing on the other side of the screen… I really want to leave such a world and I don’t want to be haunted by the darkness.’
