Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

It's nothing more than human arrogance and self-righteousness, lies concocted from the unknown self through the innate ability called fantasy.

"I...I'm a little worried now. I'm worried that if I see Jiang Cheng, I might get so angry that I want to kill you?"

In that ridiculous tragedy, how many profound details and emotions must have been gradually developed, and how must the final fusion reaction have been built up with quality and quantity, to make Alicia break down like this?

Words can never truly convey the weight of meaning; the so-called artistic conception and a few strokes of the pen cannot fully capture all the details and the entire process.

A great deal of space in this is left for people to imagine, to use their own ideas and judgment to outline the details and context.

Vilvi couldn't imagine it, and even dared not imagine it. Her silver-gray eyes could only stare at the girl in front of her, who looked like a withered tree and dead ashes.

"Even if you want to take revenge, it has to be against a person, against Alicia. Killing a rock is a meaningless act."

"If I were to hurt you now, it might actually be a good thing for you, making you feel more real as an individual rather than numb."

……

There's no need to be angry anymore, not because all the hatred and resentment have vanished, but simply because anger has become meaningless.

Even though this sense of relief and 'forgiveness' were meaningless, Alicia, who was right next to her, did not change her expression in the slightest because of the girl's anger, and naturally would not respond in any way because of the so-called forgiveness.

The excessively long period of time and the cruel loss have rendered Miss Fairy lifeless, leaving her in a hopeless and almost incurable state.

There is almost no way to rewrite this in the world, just as broken jade cannot be pieced back together, and spilled water will seep into the ground.

The end of civilization is not the cruelest blow. Even the loss of eternal paradise is a pain that can be endured by gritting one's teeth. But the boy died before his eyes once again, a death with no possibility of a second chance.

This blow was devastating, because it was a voluntary death, and because even the resurrection to commit another heinous act was no longer possible.

He did not die from collapse, nor from any sudden disaster, nor did he have any regrets before his death; it was a true suicide.

—Young people are the foundation.

All the other people they met afterward, the flying flowers, birds, breezes and green leaves they saw, the paradise they found in fairy tales, and the ideals they pursued all originated from the boy, which they only obtained after being invited into the world by him.

Other friends were introduced to me by the boy, it was the boy who first extended the invitation, the fairy tales were also given to me by the boy, and even the ideals I have persisted in, the paradise I still pursue to this day, all came from the boy.

Everything about the Herrscher named Alicia stemmed from the boy, or perhaps the name was a gift from him, because of that storybook.

Buildings can be dismantled, crushed, or even discarded; even if they collapse, they can be rebuilt—but not the foundation stone. The stone that forms the foundation is absolutely indispensable and cannot be damaged.

That single stone, seemingly insignificant, is more important than all the buildings and everything else built upon it.

The slightest wavering will cause the seemingly resilient building to collapse instantly, and once removed, it will become a castle in the air.

A tree cannot live without soil, and a fish swimming in the sea cannot live without the ocean itself; these are incomparable from the very beginning.

Losing anyone is acceptable, even losing oneself is fine, but the proof of existence cannot be lost, and the sole meaning of living cannot be lost.

A girl without a boy is fundamentally nothingness, a self-destructive entity falling into nothingness, a non-existent castle in the air.

How can one expect nothing to respond to them?

How can you expect something to talk to you?

……

"It's actually simpler to bring you along now. At least I don't have to worry about a stone I put in my pocket possibly getting involved in my encounter with Jiang Cheng."

"You're in a pretty good state right now. Although it doesn't give me any sense of revenge, my emotions are nothing compared to Jiang Cheng's."

“You don’t care about me, you treat me like air, you treat yourself like air, and you choose to give up thinking. So I will go along with your idea and stop treating you as a human being. I will just regard you as… a compass to find Jiangcheng.”

Vilvi showed no restraint in her cruel words, loosening her grip and handing all the luggage to the dazed "memory" beside her.

He lifted his full thighs, took a light step with his right foot, and approached Alicia step by step until he could look up at her completely, until his gaze could easily outline her round and full breasts, like peaches.

One glance is enough to imagine the swaying motion after the boy's palm struck hard, leaving a pinkish handprint on the flawless white jade.

However, in terms of firmness, it's still a little bit inferior. The pretentious successors can't compare to the ruthless people who can truly train themselves into perverts.

So you must still be able to feel the pain, right?

So its purity must not be as high as its own, right?

He roughly pulled up the cherry-colored long hair, forcing Alicia's face to meet his gaze. The cherry-pink pupils reflected the pupils of Velvi—a color filled with extreme anger.

He leaned down slightly, a posture he had secretly practiced many times, which allowed him to maintain a stable head-down position without bending his legs, and to ensure an absolutely steady gaze while pulling on the fairy's hair.

What's the point of being angry if there's no need to be?

Just because it's not necessary doesn't mean you can't curse at a stone, or attack or verbally try to harm Alicia, who is standing there leisurely after taking action.

It's nothing more than a boring attack on a punching bag; there's no counterattack, no interaction, just venting your emotions into thin air.

So what if it's meaningless?

Human life is not always filled with meaningless things. Meaning is something that life itself spontaneously bestows upon itself. This belongs to the personal realm and is not something that others can interfere with. As long as you think you can, that's fine.

Even seemingly pointless play can be a waste of time if it's enjoyable, and even sleeping in can be meaningful if you're happy.

At least for Vilvi, whether or not she responds is irrelevant; being ignored and rejected by others is commonplace for her.

As long as the person in front of you is Alicia, and as long as you are indeed insulting Alicia.

that's enough.

There's no need to think about anything more extravagant.

This world is never perfect. If that fairy girl weren't so withdrawn now, and were still lively and energetic, then she would need to consider how to win Jiang Cheng's love from Alicia.

For someone who has lived closely with a teenager for a long time, regardless of their physical limitations, this is far more difficult than facing a motionless sandbag.

Vilvi withdrew her toes, ceasing her haughty posture, and too lazy to continue staring at a rock.

“I need you to find Jiang Cheng. I don’t know how many blessings you gave him, but looking at you like this… I can probably guess some of it.”

“I have no interest in playing with you. I don’t even know his safety or condition. The only thing that matters to me is finding Jiang Cheng.”

……

what……

what……

Alicia raised her head, like a machine with an automatic response, a moth that sensed the firelight, a gear that had been switched on and started spinning again. Her delicate lips murmured softly, uttering that heavy name.

"—Jiangcheng."

Forget yourself, forget everything, forget the whole world but never forget that name, never forget that person.

……

208. Jiangcheng: What am I seeing?!

Jiangcheng...

That boy was unique in the lives of both of them, someone there could never be another like him, and there would never be another like him.

Hearing that name from Alicia's mouth again, after she revealed what she had done, even though Velvi's tolerance was almost at its limit, especially since she called out it so affectionately, as if she were calling out to her dead lover.

what……

Can't be angry.

Can't be angry.

Next, we'll need to use Alicia.

No matter what, they are the boy's relatives, and it's not his place to do anything.

Slapping someone when you're emotional is already going too far. If this isn't controlled, a fight really could break out right here.

……

“Not bad, it’s still somewhat responsive.” Velvi took her luggage back from the dazed memory, nodded slightly, and closed her slender fingers. “It seems that as a tool, it doesn’t need to be readjusted.”

"Don't overthink it, you incompetent and useless fairy. You won't have a chance to see Jiang Cheng. The only reason I brought you along is to make it easier to find him. Once we get to the general area and determine his location and region, I will immediately throw you... back here."

A girl with avoidant attachment disorder, severe depression, and who feels pain more cruel than death every moment just by leaving Jiangcheng.

Essentially, it's just a garbage bag that only stands out in the sunlight and wags wildly in the wind. It takes real courage for someone to not hide in a trash can like a stupid cat when they're all alone.

Known as Vilvie, a girl who loathes herself to the point of wanting to disappear, is theoretically incapable of attacking others.

—Only Alicia.

—Only Alicia.

Even setting aside the aspects related to the boy and without any obligation for him to complete something, the girl could still watch him struggle and show him indifference and cruelty without caring at all.

There's nothing to say, and there's no need to show any mercy or pity; it's simply returning the treatment the boy received.

Although it would be too despicable to drag the boy into it, all the words and conversations are just to satisfy oneself.

It satisfies his unvented anger, his malice towards Alicia, and, most importantly, the surging jealousy within him.

The boy won't hate Alicia.

This is an undeniable fact.

From a normal perspective, these mistakes are normal; anyone can make mistakes. Alicia didn't actually do too many stupid things. The boy always looks at others from a normal perspective and demands that others meet the same standards. There are no double standards. He would never demand that others do what he himself cannot do.

Although a young man might be able to do it, if it were someone he cares about, he would gently dissuade them or have them do it themselves.

Accusations, insults, even punishments... everything seemed too mild, to the point that even wanting to give him a severe beating required finding a way to persuade him to do it.

Anyone who encounters such a series of events will make mistakes. Even the girl herself can only guarantee that she will always belong to the boy, regardless of whether the boy is disabled or has any problems.

In reality, making a guarantee is a sign of insecurity; one doesn't know if they can actually do it, so they can only guarantee that they can.

All the preparations and plans made before were too conservative. They did not consider how to resurrect the boy after his death, how to save him if he had no feelings after being resurrected, and how to continue living if he could not be saved.

How can we understand a teenager who has lost their complete inner world and avoid potential psychological deviations between the two parties due to untimely communication?

……

"Jiangcheng..."

"Jiangcheng?"