Star Railway, starting as Kiana

On Sunday, seeing the doll that Kiana had kidnapped made him twitch at the corner of his mouth.

On Sunday, I was thinking, "What is this guy trying to do by holding my sister's doll and making that gesture? Is he taking her hostage?"

You guessed right on Sunday.

Kiana's goal was to use the robin to mark Sunday.

Now that the robin isn't around, I can only use a doll instead.

Whether it will be effective depends on whether Sunday's sister-complex has reached an incurable level.

"Stop! Fight... no, I have a hostage. You don't want your sister's doll to get hurt, do you?"

"..."

"If you don't want the robin's doll to get hurt, surrender now and free everyone!"

As if remembering something, Kiana put on a fierce expression again, hugged the robin plushie tightly, and said:

"By the way, it's not realistic to have Sundays off every day. I suggest we work only one day a week. Otherwise, we won't feel secure about the money we're getting!"

On Sunday, I was truly speechless.

Although he was speechless, he didn't make a move on Sunday. After all, the robin doll in Kiana's hand still had a certain controlling effect on him, a top-tier sister-complex guy.

However, for his own sake, for the Dream Master, for the Oak family, and for the dreamland of countless people, the true city of beautiful dreams, the place of order that belongs only to mankind, Sunday gritted his teeth and stopped looking at the robin doll that Kiana had "kidnapped".

"Please allow me to point out that falling into a permanent sleep is by no means equivalent to happiness, especially when people are at the mercy of others while they are asleep."

Himeko, unable to bear it any longer, steered the conversation back on track.

"Miss Himeko, even now, do you still believe that Order only wants to turn the entire universe into its puppet?"

"No matter how perfect your vision of paradise may be, a cage is still a cage."

Thinking back to the puppet theater that was once used to showcase Pinocchio's past, and the puppets that are now ubiquitous in the Grand Theatre.

Even the most eloquent words spoken on Sunday lose their credibility at this moment.

"In that kind of world, it's impossible for people to find true happiness! They're just toys of the star gods!"

March 7th seems to perfectly align with the expectations of Sunday, allowing him to finally reveal his true goal and the true purpose of the Harmony Ceremony.

"It seems you have all misunderstood my intentions. I hereby formally declare: my ideal is neither to resurrect the Star God nor to ascend to godhood."

"There is only one thing I want to do, and that is to create a paradise that belongs only to us humans, where there are no star gods, only order, and that can embrace the dignity and happiness of all people."

Having said that, Sunday turned away again, leaving everyone with only his back view.

But no matter how well Sunday spoke, to the crew, even without the Star God, what difference was there between this place and a prison?

The only difference is that the prison warden changed from Star God to Sunday.

Apart from that, nothing has changed.

"You are wrong. If people are to live with dignity, then no one or nothing should ever be above them."

And in your so-called paradise, that person is you.

On Sunday, seeing that negotiations had completely broken down and it seemed impossible to reach an agreement with the train crew, I sighed again.

However, this may be the last time he sighs.

After all, as the executor of the plan, the singer who replaced the robin in harmony, no matter whether the pioneers ultimately prevail, or Pinocchio enters the era of order, or Harmony once again casts its gaze, for him, the future will only be forever immersed in a real dream.

"It seems we can't persuade each other no matter what. Fate has destined us to fight each other. Since things have come to this, let's use our respective destinies to show the universe a righteous path."

"However, before the prelude officially begins, I would appreciate it if you could take some more time to consider the questions I have raised."

Are day and night equal?

Are the righteous equal to the sinners?

“If a man is born weak”

From which deity can the weak find peace?

As the sound of Sunday rang out, three mechanical dolls landed with a thud, blocking the way between the two sides.

On Sunday, the sun spread its arms wide and floated upwards towards the stage.

"By the way, why didn't you shoot him with an arrow?"

As soon as Kiana finished speaking, she threw a Void Spear at them.

March 7th followed closely behind, sending an arrow of the formless ice towards Sunday's location.

Xing looked at the weapon in his hand and scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

It's a pity that Himeko's railgun is unusable right now, otherwise there would be no need for so much trouble; one railgun shot would solve 99% of the problems.

However, relying solely on the drones and Himeko's attack speed, Kiana and March 7's attacks had already reached Sunday before she could even make a move.

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Throughout history, villains have always died from talking too much.

The righteous faction often waits for the villain to finish speaking and for the villain to complete their transformation and reach their strongest state before engaging in a difficult battle.

Now, with Kiana's arrival, this age-old understanding has been broken.

Unfortunately, it is unknown whether it is due to the star core, the power of Sunday itself, or the power of order.

Surprisingly, their attack did not cause much damage to Sunday.

March 7's attack went wide, while Kiana's attack, though also affected, deflected by a small angle and still hit Sunday, only causing superficial injuries.

On Sunday, he ignored the two men's attacks and the additional wounds on his body.

Choice has moved behind the scenes, waiting for the moment when everything is ready to be officially unveiled.

And now, it is time for him to witness the determination of these people and to await the arrival of order.

"Qibao, speaking of these dolls, could they be members of the Oak family?"

The three puppets did not respond, but instead began talking to themselves.

"Alas! The star god of immense power!"

"You define order in heaven, earth, all things, and all people."

"But it makes us realize that we are nothing more than your puppets."

However, Kiana was getting a little impatient. Whether it was Sunday or these puppets, they were just being a bit too dramatic.

It's another history of Pinocchio, another question, and another look back at the relationship between God and man during the period of order.

Fortunately, Kiana was "imprisoned" on Sunday, avoiding the events that the others had already experienced; otherwise, they would have already started to overturn the table.

Okay, it's already been overturned.

Before the three puppets could finish their lines, they were pierced through by three Void Spears, their lives ending before they could even use their second-stage combo attack.

Preparations for Sunday were not yet complete, so in order to buy time, he released more puppets to block the crowd with his body and words.

"Why? What's wrong with a seven-day weekend?"

Thinking of Kiana's acceptance of the seven-day weekend, he thought of using this as a pretext to slow down Kiana's actions.

However, none of them slowed down, and Kiana's speed even increased by two points.

With only one puppet remaining on the field, preparations for Sunday are complete.

But he still didn't understand. Shouldn't Kiana be a social butterfly and mascot? What was going on with her combat power?

What are those intelligence agencies doing all day?

Fu Xuan: Kiana is my person, how could I let you find out her information?

Black Tower: Investigate what?

Estella: The cat support group is now at work!

Bronya: The planet has just re-established diplomatic relations with the company, don't message me!

Kiana released the Void Spear and stepped onto a doll.

With a gentle press, the puppet's joints made a clicking sound.

From a doll's perspective, she would appear to be a queen punishing her servants.

If those fans outside, who have been led astray by the fireworks and whose xP has become increasingly strange, were present, the following conversation would definitely take place.

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Why reward me with a doll? I'm so angry and cold. My sister stepped on me, but it feels more comfortable than stepping on her!

His attitude towards Kiana was also somewhat strange, so before his official appearance, behind the curtain, he repeated the question from before.

"Why? What's wrong with a seven-day weekend?"

On Sunday, Kiana thought she wouldn't get an answer, but after kicking away the doll at her feet, she said in a serious tone:

"Nonsense, anywhere is fine, but what's the point of a seven-day weekend in a dream! A seven-day weekend in reality is what makes sense!"

Kiana's words silenced everyone.

The sudden change in the weather on Sunday might have prompted Kiana to come to Pinocchio sooner and get to know herself sooner.

Perhaps Pinocchio will find a new way out.

Sunday felt ashamed of himself, because he only dared to think about such things in his dreams.

If Kiana is the one who leads everyone, it's not impossible to create a real-life version of Pinocchio.

However, it's not too late now. The preparations made in advance, which I thought would never be needed, were merely a precaution.

It now appears that if the insurance feature is activated, perhaps the plan can be slightly modified.

But that’s all for later.

On Sunday, after calming down, I manipulated the puppets around me to join in the chorus, allowing the choir to reappear.

"I already know your decision."

"Now, I grant you the right to look directly at the sun."

The curtain was slowly drawn back, and Sunday was nowhere to be seen; behind the curtain lay a huge shadow.

At the same time, the surrounding puppet strings were controlled and brought onto the stage, which is also where Sunday is located.

However, seeing this scene reminded Kiana of The Domination Theater.

The same puppets, the same strings used to control them, the same stage, the same seats.

It's like the PTSD that Lao Yang developed towards Otto.

This scene also touched upon the theater that Kiana least wanted to recall.

But right now, no one has the energy to pay attention to Kiana's changing expressions.

All eyes followed the puppets to the giant creature on the stage.

"On these 107,336 rocks, the harmonious strings of Almighty Power are at my disposal."

The most acclaimed tuner

"Choir, Dominix!"

However, seeing him spread his arms and look to the side lessened the sense of urgency among the group.

After all, the action was a bit funny.

"Come forward and pay homage to the lost one who walks in the shadow of death!"

Sunday, or now it should be called Choir Sunday.

At this moment, he was like a conductor of a symphony orchestra, holding a baton, and with his movements, the battle officially began.

"The embodiment of harmony? So the true purpose of the Harmonious Music Festival... is to usurp it?"

"Gentlemen, you are all wise and perceptive, so it is not difficult for you to understand why harmony and order can be combined into one."

"Hmm, wasn't it because Hippe liked Taiichi, but in the end, unable to have him, she chose to merge with him?"

Kiana started talking nonsense with a straight face.

However, this directly led to everyone making mistakes.