Collapse, survive

Blood flows, the vibrant world fades away, like the falling twilight rain, like the passing of this world, everything turns to black and white, those hands, those raised imperial edicts.

In an instant, everything is broken.

"They were all broken off."

The white-haired ghost took over the girl's words, his expression icy cold.

The girl fell, seemingly losing her divine power, and was swallowed by darkness. Countless dark hands dragged her into the abyss, and everything that was once vibrant was ruined. The girl's unwilling eyes closed.

Endless, endless monsters, the evil spirits that rise again attack once more, no matter how many are slain, they are endless.

"The price of every victory is the entirety of human existence. And in the end, even that entirety is lost."

Why does the rain keep falling?

Rain, why did you choose me?

The rain...

"Of the 747,000 swords forged throughout the world, only one can save Yun. But you and I already know that the path to salvation does not exist, and there will be no trace of it tomorrow."

"Humanity rebelled against the gods, ultimately turning itself into demons. We staked everything, only to see two worlds destroyed."

"That Takamagahara where the gods fell, long ago, must have been a place as beautiful as Izumo."

Two planets orbit the sun, their fates intertwined in tragedy.

When a person is born, evil spirits descend;

Resist the evil spirits, and become an evil spirit yourself;

The rebirth of man, the return of evil spirits;

Under the witness of the Great Sun, everything that has happened will come to an end, and everything that has ended will happen again. This is the eternal recurrence of the universe, and Izumo is merely a footnote to an ellipsis.

The girl gripped the sword tightly. Under the witness of the great sun, on that land once called Izumo, where salvation and tomorrow were nowhere to be found, the long-broken Guardian Blade absorbed her blood and her tears, transforming into yet another blade as if it were growing, like…

That opposition, and the whispering white-haired ghost.

[“Twelve swords were broken in Izumo Province, and finally the [Bearing World's Blade] was forged, and two names were made.”] The girl stood up, facing the endless monsters, facing the white-haired demons who were stuck with all kinds of swords, and drew her sword.

"The first is the beginning, the second is the end."

Me, and you.

You and me.

Why weep? Why die? Why fight? Why battle?

The knife shattered.

The sword broke.

It breaks and then breaks again; it breaks and then breaks again.

One is the beginning, and the other is the end;

It begins with humans and ends with ghosts.

The sound ceases as the inch breaks, the flowers wither and fade, the defeated vanish into nothingness, the victor... becomes nothing.

Under the witness of the great sun, on that land once called "Izumo," people, gods, swords, demons... have all vanished without a trace.

The white-haired ghost left behind his final murmurs, like an unfinished dream:

"So, do you still remember why Izumo wanted to forge swords?"

The girl lost her divine power again, her demon horns shattered, her black hair turned snow-white, and she regained the power to cry, letting blood and tears flow with her lamentations.

The shattered blade absorbed all of this, spreading, growing, and being forged once more—that would be the final blade.

"For a lie, for a non-existent end, every step we take forward is irreversible, until the final knife/man is forged."

The girl closed her eyes, weeping blood and tears, then opened them again, gazing at the sun and the world.

"Two swords from Izumo were broken, and finally forged into the [Bearing the World's Blade], also known as—[Nothing]."

She swung the knife.

In a world that has faded into nothingness, she gently swung her knife, taking away everything that had been lost.

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Chapter 88 Prometheus #17: I am Prometheus.

"What a breathtaking possibility, humanity."

"Perhaps I should call you Fang Jie."

"So what does that strand of silver hair mean to you? Is it someone you must kill, or someone you've been waiting for?"

As this voice, mixed with mechanical sounds, slightly inorganic yet emotional, was uttered, Fang Jie looked towards the distant St. Freya Academy.

At this moment, someone is still daydreaming in class and will soon be skipping class; they look beautiful no matter how you look at them.

Because of her blank stare, natural expression, and the way she rested her chin on her hand, she appeared serene and beautiful.

Her face, sculpted like ice and jade, glowed naturally without makeup. The fitted school uniform accentuated her elegance, especially her waist, which highlighted her well-proportioned figure. Her silver hair was the finishing touch, reminiscent of moonlight shining on a cold pool or snow covering the white down of a pine tree...

Oh no, she laughed!

A spring breeze arrives, and the trees burst into bloom, raining down petals that fall softly into the sky. Single petals swirl gently, like butterflies folding their wings, swaying in the wind, chasing each other—like a sudden snowfall.

"You were spying on me, weren't you!"

Kiana seemed to sense something, intuitively noticing the gaze, or perhaps it was just her trying to look cool.

A pair of shimmering eyes pierced through the rain of flowers, meeting the gaze that seemed to twist and turn everything. Under the stimulation of similar powers, the eyes gradually turned golden, but as Fang Jie brought the 'Will of Collapse' into the negotiations, that golden hue became difficult to surface on its own.

Okay, fine.

With her looks, figure, and temperament, Kiana is undeniably a beautiful young woman.

Fang Jie didn't hide his admiration for her, but killing her would be too damaging to his reputation.

And we're talking about 'Raiden Mei'.

Everything seemed to freeze in that moment. The evening rain fell silently, obscuring the sky and the sun. This was Fang Jie's heartfelt expression.

Manipulating reality was as natural to him as breathing at this moment, even more natural than the Imaginary God Corpse. The Eye of the Abyss, which was on the verge of destruction, was being restored, and the matter that had fallen into the Sea of ​​Quanta was flowing backward. Time could not only be frozen, but also... rewind.

He then looked back on the past, as if nothing had ever happened, returning to the newly born Haiyuan City, to the vivid yesterday.

With this skill, one could become a decent urban restoration artist in the galaxy, rebuilding yesterday.

In the frozen space-time, like Su, the visitor who cast a shadow finally spoke, probably because the diverse development of 'Raiden Mei' in different worlds greatly shocked her young mind.

"How should I address a guest who doesn't come in person?"

Fang Jie looked at the visitor who had finally spoken, and touched her through the shadow called 'Imaginary Number Channel', pulling out a part of her like he was retrieving Xi'er—one of many parallel consciousnesses.

"Didn't you invite me, Fang Jie? As for how to address me—how about calling me the Will of Honkai?"

The visitor looked at the extraterrestrial being.

You are the one who came.

At first, it was just an unsolved mystery like the remains of the Void Tree God, but after coming into contact with 'Kiana', the Herrscher individual who had come into contact with the Honkai Will on the moon and completed her sublimation, Fang Jie began to... develop abnormally.

The Void Tree Divine Remains are not weak; each one is comparable to a Judgment-class Honkai Beast, or even a Herrscher before she ascended to immortality. They are far more powerful than Titan Fist and possess their own unique power to 'alter reality'.

But these are merely divine remains, shadows lingering on the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, the obsessions and will of the person in question, while the person in question—those within the solar system—were all killed by the 'cocoon'.

There's no way around it; that's how the marginal effect works. If you push it a little harder, it becomes infinitely stronger.

In short, the initial solution was something like that—unusual, but not uncommon—and attempts to connect the tree of imaginary numbers were all blocked by the cocoon.

—You're not allowed to run over the tree!

But now...

"Then I'll call you Puya."

Fang Jie happily gave her a nickname, ignoring the person's wishes, "Anyway, I'm invincible, you can do whatever you want."

As his will shifted, a definite figure appeared before Fang Jie: a lovely girl with an expressionless face, composed of countless pale blue rays of light.

Similar in aesthetics to the Black Tower doll, it uses ball joints to connect the limbs, giving it a cyberpunk look. It also has Bronya's face and even uses metal hair accessories to create a double ponytail with spiral curls.

She gazed curiously at Fang Jie with her inorganic eyes, then looked at herself, and reached out to confirm how lifelike the data projection was.

"The Herald of Corruption, the Key of God: Jizo's Soul"

She quickly came to understand her mode of existence.

Fang Jie waved his hand to touch the cheek of the silver-wolf-transformed Puya, correcting, "Please call it [Kill]."

The girl also corrected, "Please also call me Prometheus 17, the Final Assistant."

"Okay Pu Ya, got it Pu Ya."

And so, she became a common duck.

Youth has no price; the duck melts in your mouth.

The so-called imaginary renormalization is not merely an interference at the spatial level. Rather than using the reality distortion field to reverse-engineer spatial dynamics, once spatial capabilities are mastered, solutions are used for interference at the world level, thereby extracting the finite from the infinite.

The way Fang Jie occupied the end of the 'cocoon' can be simply described as taking over all the imaginary channels it had placed in the intrinsic world, and continuing to extend them towards the tree of imaginary numbers...

From the perspective of the intrinsic world, the processed imaginary internal energy released by this 'cocoon', that is, the Honkai energy, is further processed to extract information or universal information that humans can understand, allowing the infinite imaginary internal energy to manifest in a form that humans can understand.

The former, under the rules of the 'cocoon', manifests itself in different Herald powers.

The latter, under the rules of the 'Inhibition System', also manifests as different Herrscher powers.

However, it is more suitable for babies born to people with the Stigmata gene.

In the stagnant time, the people immersed in the projection of memories could not see Fang Jie and Pu Ya's meeting, which was beyond their current reach.

Even Walter...

You should ascend to immortality first.

Only Durandal seemed to sense something, which was absurd.

Whether it's Honkai energy or the quantum sea, she has made deep contact with them. At this moment, beyond that, the essence of the power that current civilization cannot define is vaguely manifesting.

Amidst an ever-growing tide of monsters, a new monster falls from the void rift, a monster known as the Void Tree Remains...

It won't cause any waves.

The realms they manipulated in reality were instantly refined, absorbed, and swallowed up by Fang Jie, becoming a part of him, a part of the wall separating them from the heavens.

Nihilism melts in your mouth, existentialism is delicious, mysticism... when did it come? Or was it vegetarianism?

It doesn't matter; the power inherent in these remnants—encompassing and annexing them all—cannot stop Fang Jie in the slightest.

Pu Ya trembled all over, clenching her little fists in the twilight rain, gazing into his profound essence...

"I am Pu Ya, hello Fang Jie."

She extended her hand politely.

Fang Jie also extended his hand: "Hello, Pu Ya."

Even a cocoon can hardly completely erase the lingering echoes of the deceased.

After all, the cocoon cannot erase the tree of imaginary numbers; it only occupies the tip. Anyone who dares to attack the tree will die.

Fang Jie is alright; he fused these divine remains as the foundation for building the 'wall'—he couldn't just directly use the divine amber body, as that would exceed the current needs of the solar system. The original form of the imaginary authority was good enough.

Although the level of the Herrscher of the End is actually unpredictable, theoretically encompassing all forms of Herrscher power, it is expressed as finite within the infinite.

In other words, every Herrscher contributes to the end, becoming the driving force for the continuation, extension, and expansion of Honkai in the process.

It's not just the Herrschers; civilization itself is the object of the End's expression. Cocoon created and manipulated [Fate], but Alicia severed them.

Therefore, the current civilization is free, the Herrschers are able to possess humanity, and people can place high hopes on the Stigmata Gene.

As for the continued collapse...

Fang Jie pinched Pu Ya's little face, feeling that the concentration of Bronya around him had been a bit too high lately. He asked as if making a wish, "Pu Ya, Pu Ya, with this ability to save you, can I be the one to end this world?"

Pu Ya shook her head, but couldn't shake off his hand. She said in a blank tone, "First of all, I can't decide such things; secondly, you don't have the ability to bear the end."

Yes, the solution is very strong, and it can even pull out and awaken one of the countless parallel [consciousnesses] born from the cocoon during the invasion of Prometheus 17, namely the [imaginary renormalization group].