Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

At least Vilvi thought it was unlikely, and she hoped she wouldn't cause the boy so much harm, even if she might be abandoned.

This feeling remains the same even now, even after realizing how many strategy notes I kept to avoid that situation.

My desire to prevent the teenager from getting hurt has never changed.

'Vilvie' is unimportant, everything related to 'Vilvie' is unimportant, and the boy must not be interfered with by 'Vilvie's' affairs or 'Vilvie's' private life, not even in the slightest.

Looking back at the situation he was facing, it was just that it was a bit difficult to collapse; it was basically a super-enhanced version of the first time he met Jiang Cheng.

With so many enhancements and extra benefits, the pitiful, even somewhat laughable, time she spent with the boy was nothing at all. In fact, according to the typical story development, these past few years would have given Alicia another childhood friend buff.

It doesn’t matter anymore.

So what if I might become a loser?

As long as the boy is safe, that's all that matters.

When the plan was designed and Alicia was chosen as the candidate, all the heartaches that would have been felt were already endured.

Although I thought I would die after the plan started, the mistakes I've made are, in a sense, no different from being dead.

It's utterly shameless to expect to be treated the same way as before. Those who betray should kneel on the ground and face cruel and brutal punishment.

"Anyway, I only want to kneel down and be Jiang Cheng's toy, pet, and punching bag. I'm no longer worthy of being his one and only lover."

……

Almost as if she had given up on herself, and completely abandoned anything called face, Vilvi uttered a shocking statement that would make anyone in the world who heard it doubt their ears.

Because I was a bit of a homebody at first, my flexibility is pretty good. If I can be ruthless, I can definitely deliver the best blow.

If the boy is dissatisfied with his betrayal, then he can be punished.

If the boy doesn't feel anger or anything else because of his betrayal, then he also needs to be punished so that the boy can remember him.

The physical contact, the pain, and the rather excessive actions are precisely the ways to restore memories and awaken instincts.

For most ordinary people, what they hate even more than punishment and pain is that their loved ones will forget them, that the things they have pursued all their lives are indifferent to them, and that they can never get what they want no matter what.

Moreover, those who fail to become heroes are not afraid of so-called pain, and punishment is not something too hateful from the beginning.

Anything given by a young person.

Anything can be called a reward.

As long as it comes from a teenager.

I will never dislike anything.

This is a blatant simp, or rather, it can't even be called a simp, because "simp" simply cannot describe even a fraction of this twisted emotion.

Geniuses are inhuman because they can easily do things that ordinary people cannot. Even the inspiration that highly intelligent people in the general sense strive for is just an answer that a true genius can easily obtain with a change of mind.

The excessive difference from ordinary people also represents a spiritual mismatch and strangeness: arrogance, conceit, indifference... These are all symbols of inhumanity, the result of a lion existing among sheep being forcibly distorted.

The inhumanity that Vervier should have possessed was a distortion, a denial of self, a split personality, and a complete self divided into multiple personalities.

But deep within the heart of the girl whose fate was rewritten and who was given light, there remains an unchanging inhuman sense that belongs only to geniuses/monsters.

—This love is as heavy as a black hole.

……

"Huh?" The fairy lady, who seemed rather normal in comparison, couldn't understand, her eyes widening and her mouth slightly agape.

This kind of punishment is outrageous...?

Should it be called defying the heavens and being strange?

Do not……

it's not true.

Judgment rooted in memory lies in a slight empathy with another version of oneself deep within, which in turn provides a different answer.

——Very normal.

While this idea of ​​normalcy is the most abnormal thing, the most abnormal thing is being able to think that such an extremely abnormal situation is normal, to accept it all without any dissatisfaction.

What's even more terrifying is that this reason, this approval, comes from another version of yourself, meaning that this other version of yourself thinks this kind of thing is normal.

Even normal couples wouldn't go this far.

Is this a black hole?

The gravity is so strong, it's even stronger than the Herrscher of Earth!

If the Herrscher of Rock had possessed even half this level of power, she would have destroyed far more than just that continent.

Even if the pure and innocent fairy is about to be corrupted, the only consolation is that at least soon these things will be no longer relevant to her.

……Bar?

An inexplicable malice emanating from behind seemed to be mocking the pitiful and helpless fairy, as it roughly poked at her butterfly bone with its finger while saying in a voice like a raven's shriek, "How could this only happen once?"

Uh-huh!

So weird!

No, I don't want to become so weird!

……

Compared to things that are already set in stone and in which one's identity is completely excluded, one's purity is indeed more important.

Without hesitation, "Memory" Ellie abandoned her plan to continue the conversation and used her authority to open the door that should have been guarded, revealing the girl who had been sitting still as if she had never moved.

The two finally met again.

Half a night later.

People who were once irreconcilable enemies are now standing here peacefully—even though there is still only one person standing in the same place, and even though there was only one person giving their emotions to others from the very beginning.

"—Alicia."

Vilvi softly uttered that name, in a tone reserved only for the person directly involved, as if expressing dissatisfaction towards an enemy.

“Jiangcheng’s sister, we meet again. I’m too lazy to say anything else to you. You should know why I’m here again doing meaningless things. He’s alive in this world, and I need to find him.”

“You should have already given him your blessing. He’s not alive, so you should know this better than anyone else. Even if you don’t want to admit it, there’s no doubt that your relationship with Jiang Cheng is closer than mine, so I need you.”

"Find Jiang Cheng. That's my only request of you. I think after all this time, you shouldn't have started to hate Jiang Cheng again, right?"

The straightforward and direct approach, coupled with the pitiful panting sounds beneath a certain boy, sounded cold, merely a facade.

The girl named Vilvie revealed her goal without hesitation, without any concealment, and without even the negotiation required for a transaction.

So simple, so casual, so...

--firm.

Even without a response, he remained standing there, unwavering and steadfast, as if he would not leave until the girl in front of him gave him an answer.

I don't know how much time has passed, or how long I've been standing here. It wasn't until my body, which had been strengthened and temporarily modified, still felt a little sore that the lifeless figure in front of me finally started to move.

Elegantly and gently rising in a way that would make Newton turn in his grave, truly like a fairy or a goddess, the girl named Alicia finally stood on her own two feet once again after more than half a month.

Her long, slender eyelashes swayed slightly as Sleeping Beauty slowly opened her eyes, revealing her cherry-pink eyes. The pure, unadulterated color was exceptionally beautiful, surpassing even the freshest peach blossoms of spring. Her face was clearly reflected in the eyes—an expression of anger that was still evident despite her best efforts to suppress it.

There is nothing false.

This is undoubtedly true.

The anger is real, and so is Velvet.

So the boy who died because of his own mistake really did live in this world just like we saw before.

She had clearly found the possibility of repentance once again, and once again had the ability to embrace the one she loved most and only. Yet, the girl's fair face remained unchanged, as if reflecting the ruthlessness of real life. The result of unconsciously biting her rosy lips was that nothing came of it.

So what?

A guy who only brings disaster.

Even if we get another chance, so what?

Do we have to hurt the boy again?

Must we destroy happiness once again?

The girl, whose heart had been shattered like dust in the sky, absolutely refused to allow herself to hurt the boy she loved most again.

The reason for choosing to stand up and open one's eyes was simply because, after realizing that the boy was still alive, the fragments of her heart, pieced together a little, were able to support her in performing a completely new action.

The flawless girl bent down, her plump, fleshy legs bending gently so that her jade-like knees touched the ground, her slender fingertips touching the cold, solid structure made up of countless data.

Hands, feet, and even the fullest chest touched the floor, and finally the forehead, symbolizing complete surrender, bent down and pressed against the floor.

This is the only thing that girls can do these days.

This is the only thing that girls have to do these days.

--Apologize.

……

He was indifferent to his own dignity, indifferent to the fact that there was another version of himself from this world beside Wilvie, and even indifferent to the companions of that other version of himself who were already lurking nearby in his perception, even though among them were people he had once served as his subordinates.

Because it's meaningless now; the Herrscher, symbolizing calamity, will destroy everything at any time, leaving only absolute nothingness.

The goddess of origin was simply expressing her own apology in the most humble way, a way in which even her dignity was trampled underfoot.

The only slight difference was that, unlike when he apologized to the boy, he didn't take off his clothes and reveal everything about himself.

Because it was promised that this body would only belong to the boy, no one else in the world is qualified to see this delicate body, which is not an exaggeration to call it perfect. Not even Wilvi, who should be the boy's partner in the true sense and is the only one worthy of him.

what……

what?

Ah!

What should have been a cathartic moment, with the only person she ever hated in her life acting this way, only left Wilvi feeling panicked and helpless.

"What...what happened?"