Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

The scene reflected in her eyes was a depravity that the young lady, once a refined young woman, could never have imagined. Even her behavior of publicly displaying her relationship with the boy in front of her two ex-girlfriends could not compare to it.

The fairy-like lady, seemingly elegant and flawless, with a dreamlike quality as if she didn't belong to this world, had already blended into the atmosphere without any hindrance. Her level of chaos was no less than that of Velvet, and even made Raiden Mei wonder when the other party had extended the invitation to her. Her watery pink eyes rippled with moisture, and her tender red tongue drooped at the corner of her red lips, with a glistening strand of saliva hanging down.

Almost just like the previous genius, her fair and plump legs tensed up instantly, and her beautiful toes struggled wildly as if they were about to cramp.

She had no intention of maintaining her otherworldly purity and elegance, nor did she care that her own purity had been corrupted into decadent chaos.

Isn't that great?

They lack the ability to think.

Then you won't have to relive those painful memories.

Escaping is always a very useful thing, and it is a privilege of human beings and of life. Only humans will escape from difficulties.

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After the destruction of the eternal paradise, the fairy-like girl who willingly fell into depravity entered a new, decadent paradise. Although this scene was projected to the outside world in a way that even Raiden Mei couldn't bear, even her seemingly kind invitation and words acknowledging her status as the boy's lover seemed to be tainted with a bit of evil, festering depravity and filth.

It was clearly out of empathy, out of friendship, and out of love for the boy that he extended a hand to Raiden Mei, leading her to paradise.

Why……

Why is that so strange?

what……

Okay.

Random activity is better than loneliness.

Even flawless fairies and geniuses have done this, so adding me to the list wouldn't be a big deal.

After taking several deep breaths, trying to accept everything before her, and suppressing the cries of another version of herself in her mind with her authority, Raiden Mei joined the chaos without hesitation.

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The disaster, which could have instantly ignited a battlefield of carnage, turned some of the world's most outstanding individuals against each other, and even led to attacks and the collapse of the world, was averted. The planet was once again saved from the brink of destruction.

In this incident, no one was harmed, no city or country was destroyed, and no continent fell silent.

Almost miraculously, all the disasters were reduced to the lowest possible level.

—Except for the kidneys of Jiangcheng.

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"what……"

On the edge where only ruins and dust remained, along with the stench of melted black pigment, a white-haired girl, relying on her tenacious vitality, watched the most significant battle since the birth of civilization through a pair of binoculars she had picked up.

"The Herrscher is ruthless!"

"Will that boy really not die?"

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253. Kiana: This young lady will save Jiangcheng.

"Even if it's shameful, I will keep my eyes on these enemies of humanity. I absolutely cannot let those monsters destroy more cities where people live..."

If one could ignore the excessive whiteness, bordering on inhuman paleness, remaining within the realm of humanity, a rosy blush had quietly crept onto her skin—a skin that even snow or milk could not adequately describe. Her thighs, inversely proportional to her slender waist, were tall yet possessed graceful curves, subtly rubbing against her ultra-short school uniform skirt.

Kiana, who inherited the family's legacy from her stinky father and has never forgotten the oath, and who calls herself the shield of the people, might find some credibility in her righteous excuse for her spying.

Hoo... Ha...

goo...

The girl's smooth neck swayed slightly, and her swan-like, noble and proud head made a vulgar gesture like a mortal. Her thick eyelashes were lowered, and she even reached out to brush away the white hair on her forehead to prevent her glasses from being obscured.

In particular, the boy, who was originally able to handle one or at most two people at a time, suddenly turned pale and began to deal with three people at the same time.

The eyes, already pressed against the single-sided telescope, drew even closer, and the expression in those pupils, clearer than the sky itself, became even more complex.

"That boy's face is so pale, is he really not going to die there? Are all Herrschers the kind of beings who would exploit boys to death?"

"No wonder I always saw that senior, Mei, with this guy when I was working part-time."

"So you'd already been watching him since back then?"

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Before she even encountered her own external brain, before her IQ dropped to offline levels, this young woman, who still embodies the spirit of a Scandinavian heiress capable of traveling alone across most of Europe, genuinely cares about the boy who is most like a human being.

It wasn't her first day in this city; in order to find her father's whereabouts, the girl had already begun working while searching for him.

From the ordinary daily life, the loneliness of walking alone on the street, I often walk to the station and look in the direction of departure with a desolate gaze.

Although there was no in-depth contact and they barely even greeted each other, most of the time the boy would leave as if he didn't see him, perhaps because he was shy, or perhaps because he didn't want to deal with strangers.

However, Kiana's experience of being around Chiba Academy and the chance encounters she often had while working made her certain that this boy was an ordinary person. No matter how you looked at it, he was a completely ordinary person who had to come to school far from home due to special reasons. Initially, he couldn't even sense any Honkai energy from his own tools, and his Honkai energy adaptability was much worse than that of ordinary passersby.

Everything peaceful in his daily life started to go strange after he met Raiden Mei.

Normal life suddenly underwent a dramatic change.

The boy, who used to be a loner and never spoke to anyone, suddenly found himself inseparable from a stranger, and his body showed signs of Honkai energy activity that could sometimes be detected, sometimes so strong that it could even cause a small-scale Honkai.

Kiana was initially quite puzzled as to why an ordinary person would be contaminated with such a large amount of Honkai energy, when even one percent of that energy would be enough to kill a normal person and reduce them to ashes.

They only assumed the equipment was malfunctioning because there were no problems in Jiangcheng and the energy that could have caused the collapse hadn't even left a mark on the body.

It now seems obvious that the reason Jiang Cheng survived being exposed to Honkai energy is because he was targeted by Raiden Mei.

The presence of Honkai energy on their bodies is also due to the existence of the Herrscher.

He didn't die... probably so he could be toyed with even more.

Even ordinary citizens are subjected to such torture, slowly exploited to death. Just how evil are the Herrschers and their henchmen?

The thought that the aloof boy she remembered had turned into a grotesque simp, toyed with and tortured by a wicked woman filled Kiana with intense anger.

We need to find a way to rescue him.

—The Kaslana family is the shield of the people!

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What do humans think about when they are extremely weak?

Is it a dream?

Is it the past?

Is it an important person or thing?

Or will everything be woven into a revolving lantern, constantly replaying before your eyes, like train carriages speeding by?

Will it really be like in comics, novels, and anime, where people can communicate with their deceased companions and family members on the edge of life and death?

Perhaps all of these are true, or perhaps they are just one of the hallucinations that occur when one is extremely weak. People who have been on the verge of death and are in a state of extreme exhaustion may observe scenes that are almost like a revolving lantern in a state of mental disorder. Often, because the brain is too weak to retain the memories, they can only vaguely remember some fragments, tiny pieces without any source, like a dream.

At least the teenagers of today don't fit any of these descriptions. They simply feel sore and weak that they can't even move a finger, as if their nerves have been severed, and they have lost all senses from the neck down.

I have no idea how much time has passed.

One hour.

Ten hours?

one day?

Or more?

do not know……

The organs that sense time seem to have malfunctioned; even everything that the eyes can see becomes distorted and blurry, as if viewed through a filter, unreal, and the air is so empty that you can't touch it.

The clouds in the sky seemed to change from bright to dusk, dyeing the horizon red like roses covering the mountains and fields. When the wind blew, it was as if countless petals were dancing in the air. The crimson clouds shone on my body, as if I were wearing a shy red dress, making my skin, which was already as natural as rouge, even more beautiful.

This scenery must be beautiful, very beautiful, just like the countless journeys I've taken with Alicia, where the mountains were covered in flowers.

Although I have appreciated it many times and for a long time before, never before have I appreciated it with the same pure, contemplative time as I am now.

Even this only occupies a small part of my memory. Even the twilight has dissipated and left behind only the clear sky without any tall buildings blocking it, and the stars shining brightly in the curtain of the dark night.

The eternal night existed in sight, giving the illusion that it would never fade away, until perhaps out of dissatisfaction, or perhaps out of fear—fear of the scenery where the boy had left—Arisia summoned a retrograde meteor. The pink band of light divided the endless night, creating a clear boundary line with the sparse clouds that were still visible.

The girl seems to be escaping the past in this way, forcibly making the world as bright as day, and willfully using her power that is above humanity, just like a spoiled and willful princess.

Although Velvet and Mei also agreed, the power of the lightning cleared the clouds in the sky and, under Velvet's guidance, created a new magnetic field, fixing the shooting star flying backward in the sky like a newborn sun.

what……

So that’s it…

It turns out that I stopped perceiving time at this point.

Because the only reliable weather forecast was changed by the excessively powerful girls, there was simply no time to grab clocks or anything like that.

Jiang Cheng's biggest question was answered, but his dark pupils still reflected the bright sky in a daze. At the bottom, apart from the emptiness of time reaching its limit, there was still a blankness as if he had just woken up.

Why did I end up in such a miserable situation?

Although my memories are jumbled up, my thoughts are also jumbled up.

My mind is blank, as if nothing exists.

It seems like he's shot his entire life into the air.

But the authority engraved in a place deeper than thought still proves that what this body, this soul, this name, and this life bear should not be so powerless, as useless as a newborn baby.

I should be very strong, or at least definitely not weak. Why am I like this now, even weaker and more lethargic than the smallest young animals in nature?