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... r was completely relaxed, and even his thoughts were washed away. His consciousness is very clear, even far clearer than at any time before—his mind seems to exist in another mysterious space. Looking down at every minute of his past.

He stared at the "self" with incomparable clarity, watching the complex and chaotic consciousness being unraveled layer by layer, and analyzed every event he experienced, every action, every behavior, and every change in emotion. the underlying reasons. Beca ...

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