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

The surface of memory is chaotic, but the deeper you go, the clearer the structure becomes...

Ok……

Black Swans certainly think so.

It continues to sink.

The colors began to coalesce and take shape.

The first memory scene from the planet of the yokai, showing no resistance whatsoever, has appeared.

That is……

The Ice Planet Yalilo—VI.

A world covered in ice and snow, a gray-white sky, and dilapidated buildings.

A purple figure wandered among them.

A figure appeared ahead.

It's everyone on the train crew...

Danheng, March 7th...

"And there's also the Star."

The black swan muttered to itself.

only--

She frowned slightly.

"This memory... seems to have been tampered with~"

Even knowing that they might be in danger, the black swan remained calm and confident.

How was she able to find out?

After all, what kind of good person has 17 destinies in their very first world?

Are you kidding me?

Two more figures slowly emerged.

It's Himeko and Walter Young.

Is he thinking about it while doing it?

"Oh……"

The black swan seemed speechless, but in reality, it was laughing in anger.

They are fighting something.

The black swan became interested and squinted, trying to make out the enemy's appearance.

What kind of enemy will this little guy create?

With this thought in mind, I found that the picture suddenly distorted, and the whole scene was wrinkled like a crumpled piece of paper!

Then...

The screen cracked!

This was something she hadn't anticipated.

Is this because she can't think straight and has broken down?

hehehe~

A new scenario emerges.

However, I feel it's not that simple~

The black swan patiently continued to dance in the memories.

The Immortal Boat of Luofu.

Golden buildings, a blue sky, and the fluttering banners of the Cloud Cavalry.

The camera pans across the street, with Jingyuan's back visible in the distance.

"Quick! Over there!"

Jingyuan's voice echoed in my memory.

As the black swan quickened its pace to catch up, trying to discern what could be causing this "closed-eye general" to be so eager, the scene twisted once more.

This time the collapse happened even faster.

The fragments scatter, recombine, and become a new scene.

Pinocone.

Magnificent architecture, illusory light and shadow, and sweet music.

A robin stands on the stage, her skirt billowing as she spins.

On Sunday, in the audience, golden eyes gazed at the stage.

The black swan frowned.

The order of memory is correct. These are all journeys that the stars of that parallel world have experienced.

But next should be Onpharos.

Screen switch.

The battlefield of Onphalus unfolds before the Black Swan.

The shattered earth, the burning sky, countless cracks tearing open the surface of reality.

The camera pans across the battlefield, with the backs of the train crew members visible in the distance.

Dan Heng transformed into Teng Huang, with a dragon tail coiled behind him.

On the seventh day of the third month, he held an ice bow, and the arrows condensed into ice crystals in the air.

At the same time, the jellyfish flew into the sky.

Xing held the baseball bat high, and golden light burst forth from his body.

But the enemy is not the Iron Curtain.

The black swan squinted its eyes.

The enemy in the picture is blurry and indistinct, as if it has been pixelated.

All that could be seen was an outline—huge, distorted, an existence that did not belong to this world.

Suddenly, the "star" in the picture stopped.

She turned around and looked at where the black swan was.

Her pupils contracted, instinctively thinking that the other person could see her, but she found...

What was reflected in Xing's golden-gray pupils?

The black swan tried to see clearly, but the image shook violently, as if the whole scene had been thrown into a blender.

The colors burst forth.

The sound is distorted.

New images emerged.

What exactly is that thing...?

……

Beneath the sky above the Immortal Boat Luofu, Ye Xing stood before the wreckage of the Cloud Cavalry's warship.

Countless corpses lay around.

Not only the Cloud Cavalry, but also warriors from other races.

The black swan could recognize that among them were scholars from the Academy of Social Sciences, corporate executives, and dream messengers from Pinocchio.

All are dead.

In the scene, Hoshi slowly raises his hand, and a green light appears in his palm.

That is the power of "abundance".

So it wasn't a real "memory" after all...?

interesting……

What are you hiding?

Is it a guess that I'll ever find the real "memory"?

I know you're not a star.

who are you?

The one who remembers?

Or is it……

Unspeakable?

The black swan was speculating in its mind while observing its surroundings.

Green light spread, covering the entire battlefield.

The corpse began to convulse, its skin began to regrow flesh and blood, and its broken bones reconnected.

But the resurrected people did not open their eyes.

Their bodies stood up, but they were as stiff as puppets.

His eyes were empty, devoid of any life.

As Hoshi looked at these "resurrected" bodies, her lips trembled slightly.

"This isn't what I wanted..."

The sound was very soft, but the black swan heard it clearly.

The screen suddenly shattered.

……

Memories flow too fast.

Under normal circumstances, when a person enters a memory, the memory will play slowly in chronological order.

But Hoshino's memories seemed to be sped up dozens of times, with scene transitions so fast they were dizzying.

Moreover, each scene is incomplete.

It's like someone deliberately cut off the crucial parts, leaving only fragments.

So who is it?

The black swan tried to slow down and confront the man head-on, but the purple mist was out of control.

The torrent of memories carried her further down.

A new scene appears.

……

On the ice plains of Yalilo-VI.

Hoshi knelt in the snow, covering her face with her hands.

Her body was trembling, and her shoulders were heaving violently.

The black swan drew closer, trying to see her expression, but just as it was about to touch her—

The image is distorted.

The snowfield turned into a sea of ​​blood.

Ye Xing stood in the middle of the sea of ​​blood, his whole body covered in blood.

Her left hand was completely unharmed, and she was holding...

The black swan's pupils contracted sharply.

That was half a severed arm.

The right arm of the star.

In the picture, Hoshino looks down at the severed arm in her hand, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.

"So that's how it is..."

She raised her severed arm and aimed it at her chest.

If "abundance" can resurrect the dead, can "nothingness" make the living disappear?

The severed arm pierced the chest.

Blood gushed out.

The body of the yokai began to disintegrate, turning into ashes from its toes.

But just as it was about to disappear completely, the green light shone again.

The power of "abundance" forcefully pulled her back to reality.

Body restructuring.

The wound has healed.

Hoshi opened her eyes and looked around blankly.

"Why... am I still alive?"

The black swan felt a tightness in its chest.

The emotions in my memory are too intense.

Despair, pain, confusion—all negative emotions surged in like a tide.

She forced herself to stay calm and continued to sink.

Even if what follows is very dangerous...

Let's see if there's an opportunity to make a move.

……

The dream ruins of Pinocchio.

Hoshi stood before the robin's corpse.

The girl's wings were torn, and her body was covered in wounds. Her eyes were open, but they held no light.

"sorry……"

Hoshi knelt down, reaching out to close the robin's eyes, but his fingers barely touched the eyelids—

The robin suddenly opened its eyes wide.

"Why didn't you save me?"

His voice was hoarse and filled with resentment.

The star froze.

"I have 'abundance'... I can save you..."

"Then why not save them?"

The robin's corpse sat up, its neck twisted at an unnatural angle.