Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

You've already given up.

Emotions are irrational things; they can make you angry when something you've already assumed happens before your eyes, but not dissatisfied with scenarios you've already planned and accepted. They are extremely hypocritical and ridiculous, easily shattering your preconceived notions of what you can accept.

Although the girl never accepted it, it was merely a preparation for the worst possibility, and even the preparation process was filled with disgust.

Life can never abandon emotions unless one is prepared to erase oneself and become a cold object like sand, dust, rain, or a machine in nature. Otherwise, one is neither worthy nor qualified to be called life.

Although it seems that Alicia in front of me is gradually turning into that state, that behavior of being like a dead person, or perhaps talking to herself, is about to come to an end, and the story from that world is about to turn to its last page.

……

"Alicia..."

Aponia only came to her senses at this moment, perhaps because things were too urgent and she hadn't had any time to react. Even the hands holding the towel had just loosened, allowing the wet cotton fabric to come into contact with the ground.

This is not right. Even the weakest fusion warrior possesses strength that far surpasses that of ordinary people. The all-round development of the hexagon is essentially for the purpose of fighting against the greatest calamity, the evolution of the inhuman calamity. Even when the body is in a state of shock, it will not become lax. Even when asleep, it can easily deal with Honkai attacks.

—That's how it happened.

As a holder of the precepts, Aponia, considered the most vicious and heinous criminal in the pre-civilization era, made such a lax act.

"Why……"

Why did the girl who shattered her destiny become like this?

Why would Alicia, who is even stronger than Alicia in this world, appear in this manner and in this way?

"How could it have turned out like this? Alicia... this isn't like you at all."

……

"Alicia..." The bewildered savior didn't follow, her icy blue eyes were empty, and the instant noodles in her hand had already fallen to the ground.

"Alicia?" The self-assured Infinity froze, its deep, serpentine eyes reflecting everything before it with a pure, thoughtless indifference.

"Alicia!" The tyrannical king's rage vanished.

"Sister Aili?" Even the usually carefree Kongmeng couldn't stay relaxed.

Hua, Ying, Gretchen, Kosmo... known as the Thirteen Heroes, as representatives of the highest level of a certain aspect of the previous civilization, are now like minor characters in a light novel, clearly helpless and powerless, their only purpose being to applaud and serve as a backdrop for expressing emotions.

He couldn't even speak, because he couldn't keep up with the situation in front of him for even a second, and all he could do was watch the exhaust fumes from behind.

They didn't know what to say, or what had happened. Some of them were still thinking about when Alicia knelt down earlier.

"Why...why are you so sad? Like you've died, empty and lost. Are you really Airi from another world?"

As one of the few who could barely keep up with the situation, Eden's performance was not much better than Aponia's. In fact, due to the difference in their intimacy levels, his actual performance was even worse. If he hadn't been holding nothing in his hands, there would probably have been a louder sound of him falling to the ground.

What exactly happened, what kind of disaster struck, that would still be so shocking to one step onto the battlefield decades later?

She went unnoticed and uncared for; the voice, full of concern, didn't even have a chance to shake the fairy-like girl in the slightest, and she didn't even give the simplest, most basic, polite response.

The fairy, who had become like stone and the natural environment, simply continued talking to herself.

He was talking to himself, ignoring everyone else present.

Those pure, flawless pink eyes were clearly not looking at anyone, but merely at the air, merely at their own past.

……

"Jiang Cheng did not live to the end, because he died once again because of my incompetence and ridiculousness, even before the tenth Herrscher was born."

"He was the one who should be protected, but he realized that I was avoiding him and took my feelings as my dislike for him. Even though he had already lost a lot of affection, he still tried his best to help me."

"At that time, all I needed to do was take a second look, pay a little more attention, and show the boy a little concern."

"No……"

Not even once.

"Self-absorbed fear, self-absorbed sadness."

"Until the boy's heart was broken, until even the desire to live could not compare to the love that wanted to help me... the love that was preserved like a miracle."

Alicia, who should have been as delicate as a flower and as lively as a sprite in the wind, stared and proclaimed as if she had been burned out.

There should be tears, there should be crying, because this is clearly tearing open one's wounds again, letting the festering sores come into contact with the air.

But no matter what, sadness cannot be found, because there is no sadness left on the surface, because even the tears have been shed.

These are things that should have been said many years ago. The harm I caused to myself has long been lost in the long wandering of losing myself, in the act of wandering alone on the earth like dead ashes.

This even includes the toppling of the statues in Jiangcheng, the destruction of Eternal Paradise, the death of Möbius, and the end of all human civilization.

For Alicia, the end was not the moment the second boy died, but the countless years that followed when she had completely lost everything.

The final truth has been repeated countless times in my mind, and I have questioned myself countless times, until even the last bit of thought has been completely abandoned and utterly erased, like a roadside stone that has lost everything.

“There is no end, no Herald, and no sudden disaster... This is the truth.” She seemed to be crying, never mentioning herself.

"--Snapped!"

……

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207. Velvi: That's ridiculous, Alicia.

The fairy lady, who was still narrating her own inner journey, suddenly stopped. Her flawless white face tilted to the side, and a bright red handprint drawn by five fingers was clearly imprinted on her soft skin.

The already quiet environment became even more silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and only one person remained in the room.

—It's Vilvi.

The elbows were twisted and contorted, the slender fingertips were bent as if dislocated, and even the jade-like skin was stained red. The body leaned to the right, the well-defined shoulders were raised, and the full chest heaved as if a slap had just been delivered.

Although he did indeed slap her.

He slapped Alicia.

To stop that ridiculous self-talk, just listening to it would instantly burn away all reason, leaving only the thought of attack.

Distance is not a problem; space has never been a barrier to genius, especially in a false world that is essentially made up of data.

The simple principle of spatial folding was originally studied in depth by the Key of God when I first arrived here, in order to deal with the monsters that might spawn anywhere, and my companions who always thought of themselves as the Herrscher before the truth was revealed. During the long time I was here, I was looking for the opportunity to return to my own world and find the boy.

Based solely on her understanding of the Thousand Realms One Vehicle, and assuming all the raw materials are available, the girl could construct a weapon in a very short time that is more fashionable, more trendy, and more functional than the original locomotive.

Although this ability is not suitable for combat and requires lengthy calculations, it seems that when one gets angry, one can even solve math problems.

what……

I've lost count of how many times I've been slapped.

The number of times this happened in one day was higher than in the entire first half of my life combined.

It was clearly rude behavior, but it happened several times tonight, and time and time again, my anger was just calmed down when it was reignited.

Aponia's pupils trembled violently, and the other heroes who were watching instinctively reached out their hands as well, until the girl's voice, which moved faster than anyone else's, came—the weight in her words was enough to shatter the sharp edge of salvation.

"I'm sorry, but I really can't hold back anymore. It seems that listening to what you have to say is even harder for me than fighting against the so-called end."

……

It was clearly a somewhat leisurely metaphor, yet not a trace of playfulness could be seen on Vervi's face. Her silver-gray eyes seemed solid, so much so that even light shining into them could not refract any color.

Because this is serious, without any exaggeration or joke, for a young girl, listening to Alicia's torment of Jiang Cheng is truly more terrifying than being crushed to pieces or even torn to pieces.

The previous stagnation was not due to endurance, but simply a mental freeze caused by being so shocked by the overwhelming truth that the brain stopped thinking and could not react.

I've realized it now.

We can now take action and stop Alicia.

Despite the blow, Alicia in front of her remained completely unchanged.

Just like a stone.

what……

"That's it."

……

"Ah……"

"Ha ha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The most ironic comedy in the world is that the entire plot was laid out from the very beginning, and all the causes and consequences were handed over as a joke. Until this moment, Velvey finally realized that her mind, as the most outstanding genius, had finally realized everything about the fairy lady in front of her.

There is no need to ask.

There is no need for dialogue.

There is no need to respond.

Because Alicia wasn't talking to herself or anyone else present; she was simply talking to herself.

Stone……

Dead wood...

what……

It can only be described with things like roadside pebbles, a gust of wind, and rain falling from the sky. There is no subjectivity, no ego, and all the seemingly interactive behaviors with the outside world are just natural things, like the changes in the natural environment.

The stone exists here simply because it exists. Does it have any thoughts of its own? Does it have any preferences?

Does the wind blow because it has some idea or something it wants to achieve?

The wind seems to be free and the stone is stubborn, each naturally possessing its own independent characteristics, as if it has a self and intellect. But aren't words like "free and free" and "stubborn" things created by humankind?

They simply stayed there, hundreds of years ago, thousands of years ago, tens of thousands of years ago, they've been there from the very beginning, and they've never changed.

The wind blows, stones weather, water flows... these are just the most ordinary natural reactions, nature itself, which has no self-identity.

It's just that humans have made their own judgments about these natural things after they've lived, like worshipping lightning as a god and personifying nature.

They created gods of thunder, wind, and sun, believed that priests could appease them, and that any corresponding weather events indicated the gods' anger.