Honkai Impact 3rd, what should an ordinary player do at the start?

"Because for Yae Sakura, Rin never asked her to be brought out, while your sister really risked not being able to survive in the human world to bring you out. Why do you think that your understanding of the Fire Moth is greater than your sister's?"

"Even if you were both deceived by others, even if you both caused the problems due to ignorance, your arrogance is far more despicable and unworthy of pity than Yae Sakura's constant humiliation."

"But I think the biggest irony for you is that your sister was killed by your own hands later on."

Jiang Cheng's voice trailed off for a very long time.

Just like the disdain that flashed in his eyes.

Just like when I first encountered the corrupting Herrscher in the realm of consciousness, their words revealed an undisguised frankness—

"The thing I despise most about you is this: in the end, you failed to kill the real culprit, and instead caused the person who always loved you to die because of you."

“Aponia, those soldiers who killed you, Kevin who prevented your sister from getting to you immediately… you didn’t get rid of any of them.”

"In the end, you, the victim, became the villain, the Herrscher, and your sister died, but you couldn't kill the one who truly hated you."

"Guess who avenged you in the end? It was Qianjie. Even Qianjie couldn't kill everyone, at least he couldn't kill Aponia."

Word by word.

The sentences are clear.

It exploded in her ears like thunder in a physical sense—enough to turn the Herrscher of Corruption, who claimed that 50,000 years had passed and that her heart would never be stirred again, back into that weak and powerless Bell, returning to that helpless and clownish time when she killed her own sister with her own hands and witnessed the tragic scene of the only person in the world who loved her dying in front of her because of her own stupidity.

Ahhh...

What could be more ridiculous than this?

What could be more clownish than this?

She didn't trust her own sister and chose to believe others, only to be brutally murdered.

Having finally gained the power to take revenge, he couldn't even eliminate the mastermind behind it all, and instead killed his sister who wanted to take him away.

It's ironic just to think about something like this.

It's ridiculous, it's clownish.

It was even more ironic than witnessing that blond youth betray his lover and the promise he made as a child to save the world.

What happened once is now being recounted in the most straightforward way by the most objective third party with precognitive abilities.

All the resentment and dissatisfaction turned into the greatest reward for one's ridiculous and clownish ways.

What right does someone like me have to resent others?

I'm probably the most foolish person.

I'm the most guilty one, aren't I?

She almost burst out laughing. When people are speechless to the extreme, they can actually laugh. Ling almost couldn't help but applaud her own ridiculousness, especially since she had the nerve to blame others and resent their inaction when she was completely reaping what she sowed.

Even someone like me—

Do not……

This is not the case.

Before he could utter the last half of his self-pitying words, Jiang Cheng, whose inferiority complex had been aroused, put his hand on the fox's head—a gesture that forcefully drew the girl's attention.

Before he even realized it, those eerie cherry-colored eyes had met his gaze.

In this situation, it's impossible to say it was an unintentional act.

So that's all I can say.

Filled with guilt, and unsure if even he knew the point of saying those words, he met those eyes again with seriousness.

I wonder if the style Mei used can be used interchangeably?

Offering comfort and such...

Just as the girl was on the verge of collapse, the boy's voice finally reached her ears—

"Of course, I will still feel resentful—to Aponia who imposed the discipline and to those who killed you."

"No matter how stupid the person involved is, I despise the act of taking advantage of someone's trust and manipulating them. That's why, even when I was about to die, I still acted like a fool and immediately told Raiden Mei the truth whenever I had a spare moment."

"Well... I think I've really angered you by now, so I'll just say what I mean. I told Yae Sakura before, don't always go to extremes and blame everything on yourself or others. You do have some problems, but that doesn't mean others don't."

Having completely abandoned all behavior except speaking the truth, Jiang Cheng stared directly at the Herrscher who appeared in the form of a large fox. The emotions that seemed to be hidden between the long, thick fur and the pupils were indiscernible, the expression was unwavering, and the long snout was suspended in the air.

No hesitation.

No hesitation.

His eyes were practically touching Ling's nose—

"Kindness is indeed foolish in many ways, and I have never wanted to be a kind person. Even when I helped Yae Sakura, my reason was that I was willing. But there is no doubt that kindness itself is not wrong. It can be foolish, but it will never be wrong. Any result caused by kindness is definitely the result of being used by others."

"This statement is neither objective nor a truth. I... do believe that there is nothing wrong with being kind. The only mistake comes from the evil of the world or from others, so don't blame yourself, just hate others."

"Of course, you should really hate the stupid part of you. Bad people know how to protect themselves, and good people die faster than bad people, but neither of them will necessarily die. The only ones who will die are idiots."

His voice suddenly rose a little higher.

It materialized as if it had suddenly realized something.

Their eyes met, filled with a strange longing, and at the same time, a clear anger that seemed to be burning.

“Even now, I still find it hard to understand why you think you understand what this place is like better than your older sister Sakura… Even if she might have been a little flustered and acted too hastily for a moment, isn’t the fact that her first reaction was to get you away enough to prove a lot?”

"When I saw this, I really suspected that you were cursed, because I originally thought you were so angry because you had no chance to leave, but I really didn't expect... I really didn't expect that you would actually run back on your own. Since you really chose to believe those people, you sent yourself to hell and sent your sister to hell as well."

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what is this?

A candid revelation?

Or are they deliberately playing with people's feelings?

I've said both the good and the bad things to you.

They just led me to hate myself, and now they're coming up to say nice things. In Hua's hometown dialect, are they planning to play both the good cop and the bad cop role by themselves?

Ling no longer knew how to treat this boy who neither made her heart rise nor suddenly drop, but instead gave her a big fright.

If giving a reward is not appropriate to giving a punishment, then what the other person says seems to be entirely from the heart—so just go with the flow.

"By saying these things, do you feel like you're tired of living, or do you think you can break free from the Holy Mark and my help?"

"Let me think... If I were to kill you, how many seconds would it take for the Herrscher of Thunder to arrive?"

The retracted claws reappeared from the fingertips.

I could feel a sharp sensation coming from my chin.

It seemed that if it were extended even a fraction more, the skin would be pierced through, and with the slightest effort from the large fox in front of him, he would die right there.

How should we describe Ling Shuya Mio Hisashi Liu Jiu nowadays?

Even Jiangcheng didn't know.

Strictly speaking, he is neither a wise man who has read the script nor a genius fed by the heavens. Up until now, he has not made any useful plans. From the beginning of searching for the Holy Mark to later sneaking out of the main group, almost all of his plans have been broken by other uncontrollable forces.

Now, faced with this crisis for which there is absolutely no way to break the deadlock, the claws are already on its own chin—it seems that the problem was caused by itself.

Even though it seems that even if she didn't say anything, Rin would still steer the conversation to this point, she still couldn't deny that all of this was a consequence of her own actions.

Perhaps at the beginning, we could use more objective language, mixing some distorted truths into the facts, to escape the corrosive ability to read minds.

Perhaps erosion has no capacity for compromise, or perhaps it simply doesn't want to use itself against itself.

In short, it's all too late for these kinds of things.

No matter how much you regret it, you can't go back to the past.

Jiang Cheng could only face that mocking expression, and the reflection of his own wretched state in those mirror-like pupils—he tried his best to think of a way to resolve the current crisis, at least to live a few more minutes until Mei came to rescue him in time.

Although it's actually something he doesn't need to worry about at all, he still hasn't broken the connection Mei left behind...

"--stop!"

The silence was broken by a sound that surprised everyone.

The girl behind him, who hadn't uttered a single word since being comforted, suddenly drew her spirit sword, Cherry Blossom Blizzard. The crimson blade stopped at the edge of the claw that was holding Jiang Cheng's chin, and her azure pupils had never been so resolute.

"This is my sacred mark."

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...put (A three) years old y neighbor (《nine) negotiated and finished

“Oh…” Ling’s eyes were filled with even more mockery. “You’ve drawn your sword at me again.”

"This time, it seems to be... for a man."

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That's how it should be said, and then he continued to criticize the enemy he had fought for five hundred years.

she was.

玲。

The Law of Erosion.

This is how he should have faced the person who had stood in his way for five hundred years, someone who, despite wanting to destroy the world at every moment, hypocritically stood in his way, just as he felt guilty for killing the villagers—the villagers who forced him to kill his sister. He was a complete hypocrite.

They don't even dare to face their own nature, they don't even dare to confirm their true nature, they only dare to hide alone, cowering in the deepest part of the world. Even if someone reaches out to them, they won't accept it unless they squat down on their own initiative. Such people are the worst kind of enemies.

Even satire can be boring—but it's even more boring if there's no satire.

Only at this moment.

But at this moment.

The moment he met those eyes that had been weak and hypocritical countless times in his memory, he witnessed something he had almost never experienced with her, not even after that guy met Karen—an absolute, unwavering will to never accept what was happening.

It's not about wanting to escape, not just finding an excuse to avoid things, but a genuine desire to protect someone, to safeguard something, and to do something because of that desire.

The mocking smile that should have appeared, for the first time, did not materialize on that fox-like face—its turbulent eyes suddenly closed.

As if he had retreated voluntarily, under that sharp, sword-like gaze, the boy, who was almost in the air, was released and fell back to the ground.

"It's really boring."

"Human thoughts..."

I have absolutely no way of judging anything I heard before.

Can't deny.

Can't deny.

It cannot be denied at all.

I had expected, and anticipated, to hear the same gentle comfort I'd heard from Yae Sakura and Raiden Mei, the kind of explanation that even involved kneeling down a little to offer—why can I empathize with you? Why do I understand you? Why isn't everything you're doing right now, which seems wrong, wrong?

Ahhh...

Why is it only me who...?

No.

wrong.

If I were to actually do that, I would probably be disappointed.

Whether it's offering comfort or empathy, these things are too late, far too late, even more than five hundred years later.

For a prophet with precognitive abilities to rely solely on path dependence in everything they do seems rather incompetent.

Just like that Aponia, incompetent, just like that Aponia, repeatedly committing the same obvious mistake.