Regarding the question of whether one thousand lives are enough to beat Honkai Impact 3rd.

Therefore, it's not an exaggeration to say that Su Qing'an, who survived and didn't become a suicide soldier, is a lucky person.

But only Su Qing'an herself understood.

He's actually nothing special.

The reason he didn't become a suicide soldier is simple: the Honkai outbreak ended when he arrived in this world, and he missed the Honkai outbreak period.

Even the Honkai energy remaining in the air caused him to contract Honkai disease.

On the morning of the sixth day, a light rain began to fall in the city, and the crisp sound of dripping rain echoed from the underground shelter.

It was a cloudy day.

"Huh, is there no hope if you get infected by the Honkai?" The boy leaned against the wall to avoid the rain, asking the question in what seemed like casual conversation.

Hua stared at the ripples created by raindrops hitting the ground and replied calmly, "It's hopeless. They'll die and become monsters wandering the outside world."

For Hua, this should be common sense.

Organizations like the Fire Moth might have a cure, but that would be an extremely rare strategic resource.

Ordinary people who contract Honkai disease can only wait to die.

"I see. Honkai is truly a cruel calamity." The boy sighed as he looked at the purple markings on his wrist that were slowly spreading to his arm and chest.

"Yeah, Honkai is awful." Hua said something that sounded a bit childish, but it was probably her truest thought.

How much more will this girl, whose life was taken away by the Honkai, lose because of it in the future?

“Hua will definitely be fine. Even in a world like this, I hope you can live on.” After a moment of silence, Su Qing’an suddenly said these words.

“…Why are you suddenly saying such strange things?” the girl said with a hint of helplessness. Then, she stared intently at the boy’s face and said seriously:

"If I can survive, Su Qing'an can too, so we'll be even."

Are we even? The childishness in places like this is quite endearing.

"Of course, didn't we agree to live together? It's a promise." Su Qing'an smiled as she responded to Hua's gaze and words.

"You said the Fire Moths would come to the rescue within a week, right?"

"Yes, that way we can be saved." Hua nodded.

The consequences of not coming within a week were tacitly avoided by both of them.

The only spark burning in Hua's heart, Su Qing'an did not want to shake even a little bit.

Boom! Outside the crevice, the sky was filled with lightning and thunder, and the rain poured down even harder.

The clamor of the outside world flooded into this shelter.

"Su Qing'an," the girl suddenly called his name.

"What's wrong? Hua, you're not afraid of thunder, are you?" he joked.

"No, I didn't..." the girl mumbled shyly, then said seriously, "You said we'd live together, right?"

“Yes.” The boy nodded.

"It's an agreement, isn't it?" the girl confirmed.

"Ah."

"You said that people who break their promises are annoying, right?" the girl asked as if to confirm.

He had long since lost sensation from the wound on his back. In this dilapidated shelter without medicine, even without Honkai disease, he wouldn't last much longer.

If Hua could touch his forehead, she would find it was burning hot, but to his senses, his whole body was ice cold.

Su Qing'an understood that he wouldn't live much longer. In fact, every word he spoke to the girl took a lot of effort.

But he said with a smile:

"Yeah, people who break their promises are really annoying."

People who break their promises, no matter the reason, do not deserve forgiveness.

“Then we must keep our promise,” the girl said, looking at him. “We must live together.”

Not only does Su Qing'an have a high regard for Hua, but even Hua has come to regard Su Qing'an as one of the reasons and pillars for living.

That's probably why she asked that question.

"Yes. We'll live together." Su Qing'an uttered a despicable lie.

Liars are also annoying.

"Tomorrow will be the seventh day, right? The Moths will definitely come, Hua," Su Qing'an said, gazing at the pouring rain and the flashing thunder.

He spoke with such conviction, as if he had foreseen the future.

Even though she knew the boy was just trying to comfort her, Hua still felt a sense of relief.

"Mmm." The girl closed her eyes and nodded gently.

night.

The rain was still falling, but it had lessened considerably. The dark clouds dispersed, and moonlight shone on the girl's sleeping face. Su Qing'an looked at Hua through the drizzling rain for a very long time.

The sharp stone that she used to hide in her hand was now lying idle at the girl's feet. Was this a sign of trust? At such a moment, the boy was inexplicably happy because of this detail.

He should have been terrified, desperate, sad, and angry, but all those emotions vanished when he saw the girl's clear eyes these past few days.

If death is the inevitable end, then at least he wants the right to choose.

In truth, Su Qing'an didn't know if the Fire-Chasing Moth would come tomorrow, but he knew he probably wouldn't make it to tomorrow.

The crumbling patterns were already preparing to erode his heart.

Even if you leave without saying goodbye, even if you break your promise, even if you lie and deceive.

Even if it means becoming the person you hate the most.

He didn't want to endanger the girl's safety either.

He didn't want to die in front of the girl.

Su Qing'an crawled out of the shelter, using all her strength.

On this clear, moonlit night, with the crisp sound of rain, the boy walked for a very long time. Finally, he reached the rooftop of a tall building and locked the door from the inside.

It seems that because the Honkai energy in his body was almost the same as that of a normal zombie, he was able to move forward without any obstacles.

I turned on my phone, not to read the message from that mysterious entity.

He wanted to play a piece of music, his favorite piano piece.

"Clap."

But the phone had fallen to the ground, and it was too late.

He realized that death was coming.

In his last moments before he regained consciousness, he let out a sigh.

Even in a world overflowing with tragedy, the boy sincerely hoped that the girl, as delicate and fragile as a doll, could live.

I'm sorry, Hua, I broke my promise.

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Su Qing'an, where are you?

When Hua woke up, the empty shelter filled her with panic; the boy who had been with her through all the hardships of the past six days was gone.

She felt as if a piece of her heart was empty, and the sense of emptiness that made her feel lost and disoriented.

I'm not used to it, I'm not used to it, I'm not used to it.

I'm not used to not seeing that person when I wake up.

I don't feel comfortable not talking to him.

I'm not used to having my own space.

This feeling was almost as if I couldn't live without that boy.

However, it cannot be denied that the girl's unease and sense of loss could not be dispelled even after the Moth Chaser personnel stood in front of her.

"Oh, still alive?" A beautiful woman with bright red hair said to Hua.

"Excuse me, have you ever seen a boy who is about my age?" she asked somewhat anxiously.

I'm already alive, and I'm safe from death, so why don't I feel happy?

"...You're the only survivor left in this city." The woman paused for a moment before replying.

Upon hearing the answer, the girl felt as if she had fallen into an abyss, her whole body turning ice-cold.

The answer is obvious: Su Qing'an is dead...?

No, no, no, the Moth of Fire arrived today. The most difficult six days have already passed, how could something like this happen?

Recalling the detail of the boy deliberately hiding his arm, the girl was no longer willing to think about it.

You won't break the contract, right?

You said you hate people who break their promises, right?

So you're still alive, right?

"Come with me, and I will teach you how to fight."

The woman reached out her hand to Hua.

Honkai, Honkai, Honkai.

Hua felt an unprecedented rage against the Honkai.

Her parents and friends were killed by the Honkai, and all she felt was sadness and fear.

But in that instant, the overwhelming fury burned away all fear of collapse.

She grabbed the woman's hand.

What they were about to embark on was a long journey of tens of thousands of years.