Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

The boy was unaware that he had taken away the fallen petals of a past life.

even……

This weapon is no longer suitable for me.

Perhaps saying it this way is to belittle and deny the hard work of a young person.

But in reality, that weapon was more like something prepared for a god, a god that only exists in fantasy, rather than a normal human being.

What devastated the girl even more was that the original design draft that was still preserved was the one that best suited her.

But why did it become the current version?

do not know.

I dare not know.

The girl, whose thinking had both risen and fallen, saw things more clearly than herself, and the pain of being in two perspectives at the same time was all the more heartbreaking and hard to accept.

When I went to the boy's villa with beautiful vision and clear mind, I pushed open the door and a flawless smile appeared on my lips. I suppressed all my troubles and left only the feelings of love that touched my heart.

We strive to provide the best experience for young people.

An experience that will definitely not disappoint her.

What they saw was the boy's cold corpse.

The smile on his lips froze, the prepared opening remarks stuck in his throat, everything he carried, everything that had helped him, transformed into something pure...

--burden.

……

……

what……

At least……

He still remembers himself.

No?

Alicia could clearly hear that when she landed, she saw the boy waving and smiling at her from the glass window.

"Hello."

"Goodbye."

It felt like the first time we met, facing the wind, facing the night, facing the flowers under the canopy, when she helped me hold onto the drooping branch with her smile.

This at least proves that the boy has never forgotten himself.

This at least proves that the boy has never changed.

Yes.

The true meaning has never changed.

Something that should have been known long ago, something that should have been realized long ago, is that the boy never resented or hated himself.

Even if you were ignored, even if you were overlooked, even if you were chased countless times, you could not get even a moment of care and concern from following behind.

That gentle young man remained the same as when he first told me he wanted to leave with me.

The only one who truly chooses to escape, who truly thinks he's carrying a burden, who truly looks at others with prejudice, and who truly refuses to face is only one person, only one person who cannot be called human, who is essentially a monster.

Even realizing all of this required a rival, someone she hated the most, to inform her.

……

—What's the point?

Does a boy being able to forget himself make him happy?

Despicable, shameless...

This serves no purpose other than to show the girl how ridiculous he is inside.

All of this reached its climax when the weapon was seen; all emotions and all will were shattered by the heavy iron hammer.

—This is Jiang Cheng's final assessment of himself.

An incredibly ironic answer.

She has completely denied being born a human being, and no longer believes that she ever had even the slightest chance of becoming his lover.

Use the best, most perfect explanation.

Because only gods would ignore individuals.

Only the divine loves all people equally, without treating individuals as consumables or garbage, and gently watches over everything, even though this essence has deviated from humanity and even from love itself.

Even this incredibly ironic answer.

—Still refuse to hurt yourself.

It was only at this moment that Alicia truly realized why self-harm is a good medicine for people under severe mental stress, people who are on the verge of a mental breakdown, and a necessary act to save themselves.

Pain needs to be shared.

There is a limit to the amount of pain one can feel at any given time.

Compared to mental anguish, sometimes inflicting physical pain to alleviate mental anguish is an act of self-salvation.

This behavior is essentially a distraction; it's meaningless, changes nothing, and only addresses the immediate situation.

Although the girl didn't feel pretentious like others, she thought this behavior might be somewhat inappropriate. As it turns out, people can't understand each other until the same trauma brings the same pain.

—For true despair and pain, isn't it worth striving for to live even one more second?

Just as the highest level of sensitivity is insensitivity, when a highly sensitive person with a strong capacity for empathy encounters a tragedy that they are truly powerless to resist or bear, their body will actively sever ties with their emotions out of self-preservation.

There is a limit to physical harm; once it reaches a certain level, death or loss of senses will occur.

The limit of pain is there.

That's all the brains of living beings can hold.

But the pain of the mind is endless, it can accumulate and extend infinitely, and mental illness is more difficult to distinguish than physical illness.

Many heroes and warriors can endure physical torture, but they cannot withstand mental blows.

This does not mean they are weak.

However, this kind of harm is never something that life can tolerate.

Human beings were unable to resist such disasters from the very beginning of their creation.

……

What if we modified this weapon?

[Revert to the original version, the one that truly belongs to the girl rather than the god. Perhaps we can add "Flawless Return" after "Realm of True Self," changing the name of this birthday gift from the boy to...]

[—The Realm of True Self: A Flawless Return.]

[So romantic.]

[It would be a perfect gift, proving the boy's unwavering purity from the very beginning, and proving the enlightenment you have rediscovered.]

But unfortunately...

You were just a moment too late, a few minutes too late, and you missed that boy for the last time.

—You are no longer qualified.

[You even need to continue to insult the boy, insult the boy in your heart, insult the boy who actually exists—you must transform this bow into the boy's image, even if it's just a shadow, a reflection.]

You will break down.

If we don't do it this way...

You really will give up all will to live.

Even though I know it's false, even though I know it's self-deception.

This is a disaster that no human being could bear, a chain reaction that leads to a series of unforeseen events. The most tragic aspect is that it seems you can always change things.

That's right, it lets you choose the right thing at any point in the middle, or even not choose at all, just don't hesitate.

[They wouldn't have ended up like this.]

You can't do anything.

There's nothing I can do.

[The boy's expectations of you were ignored. Velvet transformed herself into Icarus, blessing and cursing you to continue forward, stepping over her corpse, flying towards the sun, to save the boy—yet you failed to do so.]

No matter how many times you recall it, your body will ache terribly, your heart will feel a faint sense of closure, and you'll genuinely want to stop breathing.

[How did someone as incompetent as you, who can't do anything, manage to survive to the end?]

But you cannot die, because the boy wants you to live.

……

Perhaps due to some kind of imitation or similarity, after observing each other's lives for a long time, the two had long become inseparable.

At the last moment, Jiang Cheng left behind the same device called "Last Words" as Wilvi.

Regret has been abandoned.

The sadness was abandoned.

Regret has been discarded.

Like that girl, only the tenderness of the last moment remained, only the beauty of wanting those who were still alive to continue living.

"Alice, I'm sorry, my memories of you are starting to fade. I can't even remember your smile anymore. I can only try to reconstruct it by cutting things out."

"Although this blessing is incomplete from the very beginning, I still hope you can accept this belated birthday gift."

"At least... you'll come to my funeral, right?"

"..."