To create Honkai Impact 3rd in a world where Kallen exists.

Savage, manic, rage-prone, and prone to resorting to violence to solve problems...?

That was my consistent perception of him, an opinion I could easily form upon meeting this outstanding man. But now, in this very space, his inner thoughts have been artificially revealed by others.

This seems somewhat unexpected.

"Indeed, it is not incomprehensible that a person who appears out of the sky unharmed and defeats a Honkai Beast without relying on any external objects is considered a god by that ignorant village."

"What they can't understand is your subsequent actions. Qianjie, why would they think that ropes that even Honkai Beasts couldn't bind could restrain someone as powerful as you, who is countless times stronger than them?"

"You could have easily broken free with just a wave of your hand... yet you let them strip away your blood to fight off the Honkai?"

"Haha—, the pain tolerance you told Kosmo wasn't due to any special physical condition or habit... the real reason is this experience, isn't it?"

"Imagine, if Sakura hadn't come, perhaps... you would have become a god who bled to death in their eyes, maybe even a local myth! Haha!"

The mysterious figure, who resembled Qian Jie, continued to ramble on, reading Qian Jie's memories and pointing out his confusion.

"So much nonsense."

Qianjie crossed his arms and coldly commented.

"So, why? Why did you ultimately choose to do nothing?" he asked with interest.

"You can ask, but after you ask, you will die."

“…Oh, I see.”

It feigned a tone of sudden realization, which only intensified the cold glint in Qianjie's eyes.

"No wonder you chose to fight a Fusion Warrior to the death during the sanatorium incident...No wonder you didn't agree with everything the Firemoth did, yet you didn't choose to leave."

It was a great relief to have dissected such an incomprehensible problem.

"That Thousand Tribulations... even in the entire world, he's only second to two leaders..."

"What he truly wants..."

"Enough!!" The shout went unheeded.

"It's just a place I can go back to."

"A family."

Did I... answer correctly?

A mocking smile appeared on its face as it looked at the man trapped in his final moments.

A sense of exhilaration washed over him; his thoughts were clear at that moment, and malice began to surface within him.

Was the only thing that the Thousand Calamities, the Thousand Calamities that always brought destruction, hoped for... just this vision?

Ha ha--

This is truly...completely unexpected!

"Thank you for opening the door of your heart to me, and thank you for... volunteering to be the next victim."

"Then, farewell, sixth of the Fire Chasing Heroes."

It said that it wanted to gracefully exit the stage, like a dancer under an ancient curtain, after completing all its plans.

"Ha ha--"

In the darkness, low laughter began to creep in.

"Hahaha, you really think you're the only one stalling for time...?"

A piercing laugh rang out, and Qianjie, who should have collapsed like a loser, burst into loud laughter.

Then, the first fire was lit—

The fist that was suspended in mid-air suddenly exploded.

Flames swept through the surrounding darkness, destroying the mask hidden within it.

A face was revealed from the peeling fragments.

"……It's you?"

As expected, Qianjie laughed and said, "As expected, it's you."

"...Placing hope in companions, is that something the Thousand Tribulations Society would do?" The mysterious man remained silent for a long time before bursting into laughter. It saw through his death throes, but it was all in vain.

What good is knowing? He was destined to perish here.

"What happened just now wasn't the end. What you want to see, what Qianjie will do... is only just beginning—"

The fire is raging.

It scorches everything, devours everything, and destroys everything.

Just like this man's beginning, present, and end.

"You wanted to see how I felt, didn't you? Come here—"

"Burn everything to the very end, until death do us part!!"

Flames swept through the space, carrying a temperature that wasn't particularly alluring, and also... the Thousand Calamities who were now only half-destroyed.

Anyone could see that Qian Jie was doomed to die.

Anyone could see that he had done everything in his power.

Whether it's to prove Sakura's innocence or to leave a final piece of help for her companions.

[Brother Jie—My Superman!]

[The Holy Man's Thousand Tribulations, he really... I'm crying my eyes out.]

Even until his death, we never saw what Brother Jie looked like...

[I've gone from hater to fan! I'm switching allegiance from the Love faction to the Robbery faction!]

The players were in an uproar, completely overturning all previous understandings of the Thousand Tribulations. And as expected, the arena fell silent, the commotion subsided.

In the Golden Hall, the heroes looked at each other in bewilderment.

This part of the voice acting is unique to him, and even they, as his partners, never knew it, and just like that... they discovered that they had never had a deep understanding of this companion with whom they had been together for over 50,000 years.

But an intruder revealed it all to them.

It was somewhat shocking, and somewhat strange.

However, it also explains the various inexplicable events that happened to Qianjie.

"Aliens?? Aliens that fell from the sky?"

Kiana's focus is biased, so let's leave that aside for now.

"Lack... a home? Qianjie, so the first time you didn't go out with Ellie and the others, you considered Paradise another home? Qianjie..."

Aponia lowered her eyes and asked softly.

But the answer is destined never to come.

When Paradise was being relocated, she noticed that he was in a bad mood, and surprisingly, he stayed after his first departure... According to him, he stayed with her, the person he hated the most.

She then followed them out naturally, and when she saw the Golden Courtyard, a look of confusion appeared in her eyes that she had not been able to understand at the time.

Perhaps this is another home he's found? A place he can return to.

"..."

This time, Mebius didn't make any sarcastic remarks. She glanced at Qianjie with a light snort and offered no comment.

No wonder, when they argue fiercely, it's always her who brings up wanting to move out. She wonders why this guy doesn't leave.

If she moves out first, wouldn't that mean she lost and was forced to leave?

There's actually such a reason.

Never mind... with that fierce look in his eyes, now is not the time to fight.

Qianjie was indeed in a bad mood, but he was unusually quiet at this moment. A volcano not erupting does not mean it is safe; it may just be gathering strength for the next eruption.

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"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant. Even I, someone skilled in psychology, am amazed. It dissects layer by layer, pointing straight to the depths of Qianjie's heart."

Vervi clapped her hands in celebration, a smile still lingering on her face.

"With knowledge of the memories, Qianjie's thoughts have nowhere to hide."

"Thousands of tribulations..."

Ellie's gaze was somewhat complicated; she hadn't expected the other person to have this reason.

A... family? I feel a strange sense of sympathy for them.

Yes, villages, sanatoriums, moths drawn to flames... Even though he may not have liked these places, he protected them well in his own way.

He had said countless times that he disliked the moths that chase fire, but once inside, he couldn't escape.

As for authenticity...

Having spent so much time with Qianjie, they had already discerned the truth from the falsehood.

Qianjie: "..."

He felt the gazes around him becoming even more piercing.

He wasn't as pitiful as that cat, was he...? Tsk, why does she look at him like that?

"Jack, Brother Jie! I'll give you everything I've collected about the sanatorium and the Firemoth!"

Pado wiped her eyes and said excitedly.

Chapter 77 Pado's Dream

No one expected that all Qianjie needed was a place to return to, a place that could accommodate him.

All that awaited him was his death and proof that Sakura had not betrayed him.

—If he could transmit the enemy's message back.

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