I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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Let's start with a seed of memory.

Demogue smiled gently and spoke in a sweet, melodious voice like a lark.

“The tiny seed of life sprouts in the flawless memory; the most tender part of the heart, the sincere tremor touched by pity, is the cause of life.”

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"Xi Lian is... pink hair... pointed ears."

"Xi Lian is... the one who keeps giggling at the end of every sentence, like a little tail?"

With a nasal tone, Demiao's singing voice was so soft it could drip water, recounting a heart-stirring past.

There was a tiny seed, sculpted countless times in that boundless darkness.

A smile, a word of unease, a tear, or a long sigh.

When a beam of light shone forth, the star core dispelled her destiny.

"She should have been born a soul, but she was empty."

"She should have been the answer, but she knew nothing."

"In the icy depths of memory, only stories possess warmth."

“They gradually transformed from symbols and numbers into things she knew but had never seen before.”

"So, she began to sprout, and then gradually blossomed."

"Every encounter signifies a thousand-year wait."

"I see the weariness of peaches traversing the years, and I can smell the sorrow hidden in her story."

"The last time we met, she entrusted her name to me."

"Xi Lian—the ripples of the past, sending romantic poems back to the past."

After the vivid descriptions, the battlefield, still bearing the remnants of pink blossoms and vibrant life, fell silent.

"Waaaaah."

Then it was interrupted by a faint sob.

Everyone turned to look at March 7, the one who had made the sound.

"Why are you all looking at me like that? I'm just touched."

March 7th has always been the most empathetic person in the train crew; he can be moved to tears by the atmosphere of touching scenes in TV dramas.

However, she is not easily moved to tears; the works that bring her to tears are those that are both critically acclaimed and commercially successful in various interstellar civilizations and are regarded as masterpieces or legendary films.

"What a...romantic story, what romantic people."

Elena expressed her heartfelt feelings.

She was truly shocked by the story.

Xi Lian, through the efforts of thirty million lifetimes...

Thirty million lifetimes!

To paraphrase Xing, even if you made 30 million steamed buns, how much effort would it take Xi Lian to finish them all?

She couldn't fathom what sustained Xi Lian through countless lifetimes, tirelessly bestowing memories upon Demyo Goon Pharos.

Anyway, Elena felt that if it were her, she probably couldn't do it.

Elena couldn't even grasp the specific concept of time.

"Can humans really do this?"

"Of course, this is a miracle that belongs only to humankind."

After listening to Demiaoge's story, even Qibao, who had experienced the Great Collapse, felt a sense of loss.

The situation facing the world of Onpharos is far more severe and cruel than the collapse that Earth once faced.

After all, the ultimate goal of the cocoon of the end is simply to embrace its own kind, but even the cocoon's gentle embrace is an unbearable burden for humans.

The Black Tide of Onfaros is not one that yearns for an embrace.

The Destruction Equation is designed to destroy everything.

Earth can effectively resist the Honkai, while the Journey of Onpharos is essentially an iterative program designed by the administrator. With each completion, the Iron Tomb will eventually become stronger.

As the electrical signal, the local people of Onfaros had no way to resist the will of the experiment administrator. Countless people sacrificed themselves repeatedly, resulting in a stuck loop of thirty million times.

"Xi Lian's story reminded me of a friend, well, to be precise, a friend of a friend. I have never met the other person in person, I have only heard about the other person's story from my good friend."

Qi Bao remembered the story Mei had told her about the heroes of the ancient civilization in the Land of the Lost, and the girl named Alicia.

"There are more experts?"

The touching story made Xing slightly less abstract.

"Yes, she was a pure and innocent girl."

Qi Bao briefly introduced, or rather paraphrased, the Alicia that Mei mentioned.

"Really? Kiana, you must introduce us to others in the future! I'm sure we can become good friends."

Upon hearing this, Demogue revealed a bright and flawless smile.

"Ah, this... might be a bit difficult."

Qi Bao scratched her head sheepishly. She didn't want to refuse, but she also didn't want to lie to Demiao Ge.

To her, Alicia was a warrior of a civilization from 50,000 years ago, and the memory data within the Paradise of the Past was formatted along with the Paradise of the Past during the Herrscher of Erosion incident.

"People almost forgot, Kiana isn't from this world."

Demyo and Qiong were almost inseparable, and she learned a lot of information about each of their companions from Qiong.

"Who knows? What if Alicia also happens to travel through time?"

Qiong clapped her hands, using a lighthearted tone to wipe away the sense of loss brought on by the story.

Do Xi Lian and Alicia look alike?

As shown.

Qiong, who understands both of them thoroughly, can say that although the two have many overlapping elements, they are fundamentally different.

Just like a god with humanity and a person with divinity.

"How could such a coincidence happen, unless you open it again?"

Haitu made a comment, and the iconic image of the big duck next to him reappeared on his face (???).

"Leaving aside the fixed characters, just considering transmigrators from the same world, that's even harder than getting five gold items in ten pulls, right?"

But then again, it seems that all the known transmigrators come from Earth, which possesses Honkai energy, except for her.

The Haunted Rabbit, realizing this, suddenly froze.

It was as if she noticed that while everyone else was sitting together at the banquet, she was alone at a table.

"What's so difficult about this?"

Upon hearing this, Qiong waved his hand behind his back, displaying an air of superiority that immediately astonished everyone present.

"Ah Qiong, are you kidding me?"

"Qiongzai, did you get your hands on something good again?"

"You can make people travel through time?"

Considering that Qiong often brings out wonderful gadgets and magical powers that are beyond the world's comprehension, his friends still retain a sliver of trust in his words.

"cough."

Amidst the astonished and uncertain gazes of the crowd, Qiong shooed away the Star Core Spirit who had pounced on him and was trying to rummage through his pockets, and coughed lightly.

He walked up behind March 7, whose face was also filled with suspicion, and put his hands on her shoulders.

"With just a little intervention from our great prophet, the chances of Alicia traveling through time can increase by at least 30%."

Oh, it really was a joke.

The little duck shook its head helplessly.

Even if March is a jinx, his words won't come true.

"Teacher Danheng, could you please explain to me what 'bad luck' means?"

"I believe in Ah Qi."

Xing's face was full of trust.

"As everyone knows, Ah Qi bought the villa by the sea."

"While I'm grateful for your trust in me, right now, I don't want that trust anymore!"

On March 7th, she put her hands on her hips and pouted.

She was somewhat aware of her identity as a prophet, but the idea that someone could travel through time just by saying a few words seemed impossible.

"Ah Qi, you may not believe in yourself, but you must believe in me who believes in you!"

Qiong placed her hands on March 7's shoulders.

"And I still believe in you!"

Xing put her arm around March 7's shoulder from behind, her hand overlapping Qiong's.

“Come, listen to me… tell me, Alicia will travel to Onpharos in the future.”

The two men, Xingqiong and his companion, shook March 7's shoulders as if they were working together to pull a large saw.

"You two are really something else."

With his dead fish eyes raised by the head-shaking and swaying of March 7th, knowing that his two lively children wouldn't stop until he was satisfied, he repeated in a monotone tone.

"Alicia will travel to Onpharos in the future."

"Okay."

With the blessing of the Little Three Months Prophecy, Qiong felt that the probability of drawing the Alicia character card in the next gacha pull had increased by at least 30%.

Looking at the clapping stars, March 7 shook his head helplessly and gazed in the direction where the dark red River of Oblivion flowed.

"Why hasn't Changyeyue returned yet?"

Even knowing that another version of oneself is mysterious and powerful, feelings of worry still inevitably arise.

Are you worried about me?

A deep, magnetic voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"ah!"

Startled by the unexpected voice, March 7th turned her head sharply and saw Chang Yeyue, with a gentle smile, stepping out of the void.

Especially the joy and satisfaction overflowing in her dark red eyes made March Seven inevitably recall the scene of Qiong and Changyeyue ganging up on her that night... the three of them forming a triangle, and two rosy blushes immediately appeared on her little face.

Of course I'll worry about you.

The shyness stemmed from the scenes flashing through her mind, not from acknowledging her concern for Nagayoshi.

Chang Yeyue was slightly taken aback by the blunt words, but then a gentler smile appeared on her lips.

"Didn't they catch them?"

Qiong noticed the return of Changyeyue, and he and Xing put aside their research on the Demyoge front armor.

The research is really just on the front armor, the seven-colored crystal on the chest area of ​​the skirt, not on how much the abundant snow jade has grown from the evolution of Xilian to Demiaoge.

That was the evening segment.

"I'm sorry, darling?"

Chang Yeyue shook her head and said softly.

"Although that guy has a bit of a meme vibe, his life form is much more unique than that of the Memory Maker, and he is much more at home in this world than the Memory Maker."