正准备打过去，楼下已经开始放烟花，巨大的烟花在空中一朵朵炸开，绚丽的光芒瞬间闪现，而后跌落，声音震耳欲聋。
网中人站起身走出房间，往楼上走，他记得这栋楼楼顶上有个天台，距离地面的爆炸声最远处，应该能安静一点。
走在去天台的台阶上，网中人又有一瞬间的恍惚，仿佛某一天自己也曾这么一步步走上过什么地方，很高的地方，自己就这样一步步走上去，就像是要去朝圣一般，带着一点点期待与虔诚，却并不知道自己究竟想要膜拜什么……
他推门之前拨通了那个电话，天台门的另一边响起歌声：
On the first page of our story
The future seemed so bright
Then this thing turned out so evil
I don't know why I'm still surprised
Even angels have their wicked schemes
And you take that to new extremes
But you'll always be my hero
Even though you've lost your mind
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie, oh, I love the way you lie
Now there's gravel in our voices
Glass is shattered from the fight
In this tug of war you'll always win
Even when I'm right
'Cause you feed me fables from your hand
With violent words and empty threats
And it's sick that all these battles
Are what keeps me satisfied
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
Well that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie, oh, I love the way you lie, oh
So maybe I'm a masochist
I try to run but I don't wanna ever leave
'Til the walls are goin'up
In smoke with all our memories
……
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie
男声跟着歌曲中的女声一起唱，高亢宏大的女声合着清澈婉转的男声，却带着淡淡的哀伤与无法言说的控诉。
尤其那段：
So maybe I'm a masochist
I try to run but I don't wanna ever leave
'Til the walls are goin'up
In smoke with all our memories
就是：
“也许我就是一个受虐狂
我尝试着逃跑却从未真正想离开过
直到那堵高墙筑起
我们的记忆随之烟消云散”
网中人推开门，看到一个绿色头发的少年，他就坐在顶楼的边缘，背影看上去纤细，手臂上看上去惨白，却能看到隆起的肌肉，他一边看烟花一边唱着歌，身旁的手机亮着，但不是在放歌，而是……正在响铃。
少年似乎察觉到有人进来，回过头看了一眼，网中人清晰地看到他左眼上精致的眼罩。
“哟，网中人，是你啊。”少年只说了这一句，就再也没有理会他，而是回过头，继续看着炸裂的烟花。
网中人挂断电话，音乐声戛然而止。
他想慢慢走过去，最终却止不住脚步冲过去将少年从天台边缘拉回来，捏着少年的下巴逼迫他看着自己。
“你到底是谁？！”
“我啊……”少年垂眼，长长的睫毛覆盖了鎏金色的眼眸，遮挡了所有悲喜。
网中人凝视着少年样子，略微分神，少年便拽着他的双臂，借着身体翻滚的力量直接将网中人甩了出去。
甩脱网中人的少年站起身，拍拍身上由于被扯到地上而沾染的灰尘，语气轻佻地开口：
“我是戮世摩罗。”