Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

Because of unpredictable events, even if she wanted to die, she would always be prevented by various things, and the girl shamelessly drifted through the world for many years.

Every outbreak of Honkai, every advancement in technology, the birth of a Herrscher, every war of iron and blood, every clash of swords and blades.

Whether it's humanity or the Honkai, everyone's efforts will only make this absolute miracle, which shouldn't even exist, even stronger.

Draw strength from disaster, draw strength from anger, draw strength from despair, and bury all oppression and grief because of the utter collapse of love.

The one lying here right now is undoubtedly the strongest.

It has nothing to do with power.

One's own emotions alone are enough to create a frenzy.

Even though none of the people standing here today, as another friend of Alicia, are shocked by this power that is so vast that they can't even sense much of it.

Kevin's body stiffened, and the posture that seemed to stand tall in the distance and observe everything with the gaze of an observer instantly collapsed. Even the last remaining posture in his emerald pupils could not be maintained, and a literal blankness appeared.

what?

The despair I felt just now...

Isn't this even the limit?

What exactly did Alicia go through?!

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"I think we should probably hire a professional?"

"Perhaps the other Sister Wilvy comes from the same world as this Sister Aili. She should know how to solve Sister Aili's problem, right?"

Padoflis patted her chest, forcibly using the slight pain to escape that meaningless state of nothingness, and looked at Alicia with a guilty conscience, who was as serene as Sleeping Beauty, yet exuded a strong autistic atmosphere.

Only now did the despair subside slightly with the receding tide, and the self-built dilapidated house was finally able to relax under the threat of the tsunami.

I'm afraid I'm afraid.

This time I'm really scared.

I'm just an ordinary person who believes in instant gratification. I don't overthink things every day, and I don't have any serious burdens to carry. The only things I need to think about are how to sell the goods today, where to get the goods in a few days, and where is the best place to take a nap.

Just by getting close to Sister Aili for a moment, ordinary people like us, living simple lives, have started to have all sorts of wild thoughts, just like Brother Su.

Just now I was even thinking about the meaning of our existence, the usefulness of the heroes of Kongmeng for the continuation of the world, who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do now?

Not right.

This is totally wrong.

Is he going to become like Brother Su, a hermit who only closes his eyes and meditates all day, training his so-called spirit, and rejecting all pleasures?

Even if it doesn't end up that tragic, it's still devastating to have emotional problems like another Ellie who becomes withdrawn and unable to do anything all day.

Can not be done!

Our cat life isn't over yet!

I haven't had enough delicious food yet. I'll collect all the uniforms, and in the summer, I'll stay under a quilt with the air conditioning on, and sunbathe on the grassland until I'm completely satisfied.

"Although the other sister, Vilvi, suffered a lot of losses, didn't she eventually fix it too?"

"That Sister Wilvi looks much more kind and gentle."

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"It seems that's all it can do."

After a brief silence, Kevin gently stepped across the ground, which had been utterly destroyed by his and Qianjie's power, and sat alone on a chair at a nearby food stall, his fingertips clearly touching the armrests on both sides.

Have past calamities become the last hope?

It's a hellish joke that keeps playing out over and over again.

this world……

It's impossible not to have a bad sense of humor.

"Finding her won't be easy. The other Velvi seems to be researching a machine that can travel through space. It will be at least a week before she goes out again. Until then, I'll stay here."

"As for Alicia..."

His gaze swept over his teammates: Aponia and Sue, still reeling from the emotional shock; Mebius and Qianjie, caught in a conflict; Pado, slacking off; and Sakura and Hua, who only acted as executors…

He passed by one unreliable person after another, or someone who was usually reliable but just not suited for the job, until at the edge of his line of sight, when there was no one else to choose from, he met the gaze of Alicia's "Memory" who had just recovered and was also looking up.

"——Just leave it to me."

……

There was still a hint of uncertainty in her light blue eyes, like half a cherry blossom falling into them, only to be wrinkled by the raging wind.

The once flawless flowers were bruised by a sudden storm, but even so, the remaining radiance was still as dreamlike as something out of a fairy tale.

Alicia's "Memory" poked her soft cheek, tilted her head, and her slightly upturned lips revealed her former lively and pure beauty.

The momentary daze seemed to have been nothing more than a nightmare; the eternally flawless and adorable fairy will continue to live in paradise, displaying her beauty.

"I'll try to provide psychological support to that other version of myself."

"A cute girl like me should never be so gloomy all the time!"

"I really don't know what caused this situation."

……

--wait.

This is the only thing we can do right now.

Alicia's "memory" is unaware of and instinctively dares not explore what happened to her other self. In the end, all she can do is try to conduct verbal therapy as a psychologist.

There is indeed someone in this world who could save everything, but that person is currently focusing their precious energy on something else—spending time with Raiden Mei wandering around the campus.

More than a day, more than a moment, perhaps the initial encounter was just a coincidence, but since we have decided to lend a helping hand, let's see it through to the end.

This is what someone named Jiangcheng would do: regardless of whether it's a simulation or not, he will always keep his promises as long as they don't affect him.

Breaking promises is never a good habit, and failing to keep a promise when you have the ability to do so is unthinkable.

Cocolia is no longer a threat, and the combat power of those Titan mechs is quite laughable. Bronya's combat power is at most at the level of an A-rank Valkyrie.

What harm would it do to spend a couple more days chatting with Raiden Mei?

In the story, Kiana stayed close to Raiden Mei for so long, and through her own enthusiasm and compassion, she healed her psychological trauma.

At the very last moment, Cocolia seemed to realize the problem, and all she could offer was to unleash Honkai energy to forcibly transform Raiden Mei into a Herrscher.

— Utterly ridiculous.

It really is a joke.

The third-rate kind.

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151. Raiden Mei: Of course I wasn't late.

Rather, it's a good thing to distract yourself when you're in a bad mood, even if the result is that you end up doing half-hearted things, whether it's what you're doing or what you were thinking about.

It's just a casual conversation as a friend, not a rescue like Kiana's. Even if she seems a little distracted, it's understandable.

At least Jiang Cheng came with that idea in mind.

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Following the footsteps in my memory, I ventured deeper into the woodland of the noble dormitory. Reaching out, I lifted a corner of the shade, and there, the willow branches, which were the only ones that seemed so lush and verdant, were forced to reveal a girl who had been hiding deep in the woods, sitting quietly on the lawn.

Her delicate buttocks pressed against the ground, causing the unyielding grass to bend over. She was almost separated from the soil by only a thin line of silk. Even with the lace skirt covering her, one could still see that this childbirth was not something that should belong to her age.

Black stockings still bound her full thighs, overlapping and close together, except for the area of ​​absolute territory where the fabric stopped, revealing a pure and flawless white. The purple school uniform skirt was always swaying in the breeze from who-knows-where, unable to perfectly cover her thighs as if it would be lost at any moment, and that unique beauty would fall into the eyes of others.

Even though her slender, white fingertips, which should have been supporting her face, gently pressed down the hem of her skirt, she was powerless to resist the wind coming from all directions. The edges of her skirt would be blown up from time to time, revealing a glimpse of her fair skin and making people want to imagine the mystery hidden in the darkness.

Although the shirts on campus had no place to be blown up, and the buttons were fastened, as the proper attire for the school, it was impossible to casually expose one's figure like women in the red-light district.

However, her excessive figure, with the breeze blowing, caused the thin fabric to cling to her delicate body, and her curvaceous figure was enough to make anyone stare wide-eyed. The slender waist that was occasionally revealed at the hem was still eye-catching.

Her eyebrows and strands of hair hung down, hiding the girl's face in shadow. Only the continuous shade of the trees could not block the occasional ray of sunlight from breaking through the weak spots and illuminating her gloomy face for a moment.

Almost exactly as in the first encounter, she was still a lone girl searching for a place where she wouldn't be hurt by others, all by herself.

Apart from……

The eyes that lifted slightly at the sound of rustling leaves shone brightly, like a mirror reflecting the sun's rays. The darkness was illuminated, and the sorrow that had been like water vanished, leaving only the clarity of a clear sky after the rain, reflecting the figure of that one person alone.

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Raiden Mei sat quietly on the grass, motionless, as if she had forgotten how to move. She hadn't even changed her posture. She had arrived here an hour ago and had been waiting for a certain boy with whom she had made a promise.

Patience, sustained patience.

Waiting, endless waiting.

It's been like this ever since my father went to prison.

I wonder how long this has been going on?

It may have been a few days, a few weeks, a few months, or even a year... the time has long since become impossible to ascertain.

The flow of time is never something that individuals can clearly perceive. Without the prompts of clocks or the guidance of the sun, moon, and stars, time is more of an abstract concept for ordinary people.

Perhaps it could be called a torment bestowed by God, to prolong the calamities felt by humanity indefinitely, if there truly is a God in this world.

Happy moments are extremely fleeting in our subjective consciousness, while terrible things seem to be slowed down infinitely, a mere instant feeling like an eternity.

A literary work once suggested that before the descent of the gods, the ultimate method known to mankind to combat disasters was waiting and hope.