Collapse Iron: Cosplaying the Near-Death Star, but with a full destiny.

"It is not a quiet nothingness, but a living, hungry nothingness. It is constantly devouring other destinies, as well as the host's own memories and emotions. If it weren't for the power of the 'memory' destiny forcibly anchoring her self-awareness, she would probably have already 'disappeared' on a logical level."

The atmosphere in the room froze once again.

Unlimited reproduction.

The infinite devouring of nothingness.

These two completely opposite yet equally extreme forces of destiny have somehow achieved a terrifying dynamic balance within the same body.

This is a ticking time bomb!

"In other words..."

Dan Heng's voice was low and his brows were furrowed.

"Is that balance likely to be broken at any moment?"

"at any time."

nod.

"It's like dancing on a knife's edge. If either side loses control even slightly, she will either become a black hole that devours everything, or she will transform into a fleshy mother tree that engulfs galaxies."

……

It's all over.

As Hoshi listened, she realized that her situation seemed even worse than she had imagined.

Seriously, officer?

I just wanted to show off a little, how did this turn into an apocalyptic crisis?

So I'm basically a walking, self-propelled nuclear bomb now? Anyone who touches me dies.

And judging from this, if I don't handle this properly, I might not even be able to keep my human status? Turn into some kind of flesh and blood mother tree... Ugh, how disgusting.

Although I was internally ranting and raving.

He even imagined himself turning into a giant tree covered in human faces, dancing disco in space—a bizarre scene.

But her face still had that half-dead expression.

Because I hadn't blinked for a long time, my eyes were so dry that a single tear rolled down my cheek.

The tear rolled down her pale cheek, glistening and translucent.

To the general public, however, it became a silent lament.

"Waaaaah... This is so tragic!"

On March 7th, she finally couldn't hold back anymore and hugged Xing tightly.

"How could something so terrible happen! Dying hundreds of times a day and having to watch us die... This is a million times more terrifying than a horror movie!"

Hoshino felt a lump in her throat, patted March 7th on the back, but her gaze never left Hoshino.

"Now that we know where the problem lies..."

Xing took a deep breath, and flames ignited in her golden eyes.

"Then we need to find a way to help her resolve this balance issue! After all, she's a member of the train crew... even if she's from another universe."

"Easy for you to say."

Black Tower let out a cool snort.

"Do you know how much computing power is needed to handle this level of destiny conflict? Just simulating the energy collision model would burn up the mainframe of my space station."

"but……"

Black Tower changed the subject, a smile of interest curving his lips.

"That's what's interesting. Since 'reproduction' and 'nothingness' can coexist within her for so long, it means there must be a special 'fulcrum' maintaining this structure."

All eyes were on the Black Tower.

"If we can find that fulcrum, we can strengthen it, or... replace it."

Ruan Mei picked up the conversation, her eyes gleaming with the unique light of a scientific research fanatic.

"Perhaps this will free her from this dangerous balance, or even... allow her to take complete control of this power."

"Lever? What's that?"

The black swan had recovered slightly by now. She straightened her slightly disheveled veil and regained some of her mysterious aura.

"Perhaps... I might know what that fulcrum is."

"Of course... this is just a guess." She added, her voice returning to its usual gentle tone.

Turn around,

Her purple eyes gazed intently at the star inside the cabin.

"In that despairing ruin of memory, the only thing that was not swallowed by 'nothingness' nor distorted by 'breeding'."

"It's about herself and a single sentence."

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the answer.

Hoshino's heart was in her throat.

I'd like to know what it is too!

Tell me already! Stop keeping me in suspense!

The black swan slowly opened its mouth, its voice as soft as a dream:

"Let us...meet among the stars."

Find me among the myriad stars...?

……

Upon hearing this, Hoshino was stunned.

My heart felt like it had been hit hard by something.

It wasn't because of any kind of emotion, but rather that inexplicable, deep-seated...stinging pain.

Is it that line again?

Who was that male voice...?

Why do I feel so choked up every time I hear this sentence?

Isn't this just a very ordinary line? I have tons of lines like this in my writing...

But the body's reactions are more honest than consciousness.

The moment the black swan uttered those words, the previously calm instrument data suddenly began to fluctuate violently.

Mohoshi's chest heaved violently, and a layer of indescribable mist welled up in his originally deathly gray golden eyes.

"It seems that's really the case."

Black Swan watched Hoshino's reaction and sighed softly.

"Is it the anchor left by 'pioneering'? The obsession that makes her want to return no matter how many times she dies."

She guessed.

……

and many more.

What are you imagining now, sis?

I just felt palpitations, shortness of breath, and a bit of oxygen deprivation!

But at times like this, obviously no one will listen to her inner thoughts or explanations.

Walter Young nodded thoughtfully: "Pioneering... that does indeed align with the spirit of the Star Train. No matter how much despair we encounter, as long as we still have that pioneering will to connect and move forward, we can find direction in the void."

"In that case..."

"Then our direction is clear. We need to help her awaken that suppressed 'pioneering' power, and use that as the core to rebuild the balance of her destiny."

"Wake up? How do I wake up?" Xing asked blankly.

"Fool."

Black Tower rolled his eyes.

"The simplest method is, of course, to simulate stimulation. Take her to experience a process similar to exploration, or... expose her to a strong source of exploration energy."

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Xing.

To be precise, it's looking at the star's core inside the star.

Although the star core is the cancer of all realms, the star, as a special vessel, undoubtedly possesses the purest and most intense pioneering spirit.

Xing felt a chill run down her spine under their gazes and shrank back, "What...what do you want to do? You're not going to slice me up and blow me up, are you?"

"There's no need for such violence."

Nguyen Mai took out a new sampling needle, her tone so gentle it was frightening.

"Just a little bit... a resonance experiment."

Although the topic shifted to treatment options, the heavy gloom seemed to have dissipated considerably.

Now that there is a direction, no matter how difficult it is, for the nameless traveler who is used to overcoming obstacles, there is hope.

only……

As Ye Xing lay in the cabin, listening to their enthusiastic discussion about how to stimulate himself with the star core, he felt that something was amiss.

Is that sentence really the anchor point for "pioneering"?

Why do I always feel... that it was some kind of more private, more painful agreement?

and also……

I'm so hungry.

The Black Swan just mentioned the hunger for "reproduction," and now I really feel like there's a black hole in my stomach.

Is it "gluttony"...?

"Breeding" needs to be accelerated!

I really want to eat something...

Want to eat...meat?

The moment the thought popped into his head, even Hoshino herself was startled.

My gaze drifted uncontrollably toward the nearest Danheng.

Looking at the other person's long, fair neck, and the faintly throbbing veins below...

Gudong.

A very loud swallowing sound suddenly rang out in the quiet medical pod.

The sound was so clear, and it had a deep, inhuman echo, like a wild beast grinding its teeth deep in its throat.

The group that was discussing the matter fell silent instantly, and all eyes turned back to the medical pod.

㳉星：……

Would you believe me if I said this was a physiological reaction?

It's perfectly reasonable for a dog to bark when it's hungry, right?

But the next second, her body reacted even more irrationally.

Although the previously missing left arm had been repaired, small fleshy lumps suddenly appeared on it, like some kind of vine wriggling under the skin.

In the depths of her lifeless gray eyes, a strange, eerie green light suddenly shone.

His mouth opened uncontrollably, and the exposed teeth seemed to have become sharper.

"Hungry……"

The word sounded like it was being squeezed out of the abdomen, terribly hoarse.

"It smells so good..."

Her gaze was fixed on Dan Heng, and she even unconsciously raised her intact left hand.

The touching atmosphere instantly shattered.

Black Swan's expression changed: "Her will has wavered... yes..."

His brows furrowed slightly.

"Gluttony..."

"Quick! A sedative!"

Black Tower shouted, his fingers flying across the control panel.

But the strength of the star at this moment was astonishing.

Bang!

She almost jumped out of the medical pod, but everyone held her back down!

Sunday's move was swift, a golden thorn binding.

"I...want to eat..."

At this moment, Hoshino's consciousness is actually clear.

Oh my god! What am I doing with my hands?

Teacher Danheng, run! I don't eat dragon meat! Even if you're from the Vidyadhara clan, it's still not allowed!

Also, is Sunday Brother's method of tying people up really that good...?

No, that's not right! The focus should definitely not be on that!!!

Why is my body completely unresponsive?

What's with this feeling of wanting to pounce on meat whenever I see it? Am I a zombie?

At this critical moment.

What no one expected happened.

star.

This guy, whose thought process was always peculiar, suddenly rushed forward.

She did not dodge.

No attack.

Instead, he pulled out a Beloberg Arctic Specialty Trash Can Cake that had been sitting in his pocket for who knows how long?

Yes.

A dark, trash can-shaped cake that exudes a strangely sweet smell.

"Since you're hungry, let's eat this!"

Hoshi pointed the cake directly at Hoshi, who was bound.

The cake was stuffed into Hoshino's mouth.

The smell of food.

It had a very strange food smell.

But for the starving Hoshino at this moment, anything edible, whether it's dragon meat or garbage cake, is the same.

That bloodthirsty urge to devour people actually paused for a moment.

Hoshino froze, her green eyes fixed on the dark cake.

What is this thing?

Such a distant memory... I think it's from Belleberg's side?

Although it looks like a culinary disaster, the sweetness...

The body's instincts overwhelmed reason.

She opened her mouth and, without hesitation, took a bite of the cake corner that had been stuffed into her mouth.

Go, go, go.

The sound of chewing could be heard.

The room was deathly silent.

Dan Heng, who was about to unleash the Dragon Transformation Technique, silently lowered his hand. (In reality, it wasn't necessary.)

Black Tower, who was holding the anesthetic needle in his hand, stopped moving.

Walter Young, who was preparing to use gravity to suppress the enemy, was also stunned.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene before them—

A pitiful girl who has just been judged to possess world-destroying power, burdened with millions of cycles of death, and who could turn into a monster and devour her companions at any moment.

At this moment, it's just like a hamster guarding its food.

The contrast was just too strong.

It was so intense that it completely shattered the oppressive atmosphere in the air.

"...It seems..."

Ruan Mei looked at Ye Xing in a calm tone.

"The primal urge to 'glutton' can be relieved through eating. It's just that this recipe..."

She glanced at the trash can cake, a rare look of confusion in her eyes.

"Is this what they call a 'pioneer' specialty?"

"Alright, I'll make some dessert for you myself, my dear. It's my specialty."