"Kill him!!"
The Id's lively voice shouted out.
In the game, Fu Hua slowly walked toward Otto.
Seeing this, Otto, for once, revealed a rare trace of panic.
"Wait, old friend… I—"
Fu Hua's hand clamped down on his throat, and the background music shifted, turning dark and oppressive.
On screen, Otto, being strangled, looked utterly disheveled.
"…Gu…uh…that…"
He tried to speak, but no sound came out.
Countless viewers watching couldn't help but cheer in excitement.
Superego: "How pitiful~"
"Lalala~" The Id's cheerful laughter rang out again, even humming merrily.
As Fu Hua's heavy fist landed, waves of bullet comments swept across the screen. Kiana, too, threw up her little fists in excitement.
"That feels so good, haha… finally avenging Aunt Himeko~"
"Huh? Otto actually doesn't have the strength to fight back?" Elysia was somewhat surprised.
[Well done!!]
[The light of justice shines upon the earth~]
[Hahaha… that Id's voice is so cute~]
[Too funny hahaha~]
[Isn't that Id's voice actually the Herrscher of Sentience?]
[Exploding skulls with inch-force, Fu Hua the Immortal has finally taken her revenge!]
The bullet comments grew livelier.
In the game, when Durandal arrived, only Otto's corpse remained at the scene.
Seeing this, the players were overjoyed.
After wave upon wave of cheering, the screen shifted to Bronya.
She was on a call with Theresa, learning that Schicksal had been attacked by a mysterious individual.
But neither of them reacted much—only sighing that the world's situation was growing increasingly complex and dangerous.
Soon after, Bronya hung up, and Kiana reappeared.
After Mei's departure, Kiana seemed more mature, steadier.
That side of her made people ache with sympathy.
From her conversation with Bronya, players learned they were heading toward Fu Hua's old sect—Mount Taixu.
Their goal: to help Kiana obtain Fu Hua's Taixu Sword Qi.
It was said that mastering the 26 techniques would help Kiana control the Herrscher of the Void's powers.
Before long, they arrived at the foot of Mount Taixu.
The game first displayed its scenery—verdant peaks, flowing waters, a quiet, serene place.
Yet, as soon as they began exploring, they discovered that the mountain was also infested with many Honkai beasts.
After clearing one wave, Kiana suddenly sensed something.
"Though faint, there's a familiar aura here… just like the 'feathers' class monitor left behind."
Bronya asked, "Feather of Hodo Dust? Are you sure?"
"Mhm, no mistake. Follow me."
These days, Kiana and Bronya get along in remarkable harmony.
Kiana was no longer childish, and Bronya no longer mocked her.
Once, Kiana would call Bronya a "shorty," and Bronya would retort with "idiot."
Now, comparing the past to present… It was heartbreakingly different.
Finally, Kiana and Bronya found the first feather.
But when they tried to use it, they couldn't.
Just then, a woman in ancient Daoist robes appeared, effortlessly dispatching the surrounding beasts with a few light sword strikes.
Kiana was astonished. "You are…?"
"I am Lin Chaoyu, something like a guardian of Mount Taixu," the woman replied.
"This place is steeped in true qi, often attracting demons. Thus the immortals set up barriers to prevent outsiders from wandering in. And you two… why have you come?"
Seeing the robed, ethereal woman, countless viewers gasped.
True qi? Demons? Immortals?
Her archaic manner of speaking stirred boundless curiosity.
The game's style suddenly carried a hint of wuxia flavor.
Through their exchange, players learned Mount Taixu's founder was none other than Fu Hua.
The Taixu Sword Sect had stood for over 500 years.
Lin Chaoyu also learned of Kiana's connection to Fu Hua.
"…So that's how it is. I never imagined Master Chiyuan had such experiences. And you… you're a Herrscher!"
Kiana: "…"
Seeing her silence, Lin Chaoyu merely smiled faintly.
"I can teach you Taixu Sword Qi, but it won't achieve what you desire."
"Master Chiyuan should have told you, Sword Qi has five essences: Heart, Form, Will, Soul, and Spirit."
"She taught you the Sword Spirit because your body was suited for it. But Sword Will and Sword Soul are useless to you now. What you truly need is the Sword Heart. But we swore an oath—we can never pass it to outsiders."
"So… forgive me."
Kiana and Bronya were disheartened.
But Lin Chaoyu then offered another method…
She recited the Sword Heart Mantra, unlocking the feather they had just found.
In a flash of white light, Kiana and Bronya found themselves inside Fu Hua's memories.
Through first-person perspective, they watched Fu Hua awaken in bed.
She wore martial training clothes, jogged a kilometer, then practiced her family's martial arts.
But what stunned them was how different this Fu Hua was from the class monitor they knew.
Awkward. Withdrawn. Almost… autistic?
They saw she had a father, a family, and kind neighbors.
And soon, she was leaving home for a new city, to study.
Kiana and Bronya could feel her unease—the fear and confusion of facing an unfamiliar world.
This Fu Hua was completely unlike the one they knew.
Viewers and even Elysia in the stream were baffled.
What was going on in the story?
But when Bronya and Kiana pieced things together, the truth dawned.
The feathers—they were fragments of Fu Hua's past memories.
Which meant… This was the Pre-Civilization Era!
The revelation thrilled everyone.
The most mysterious, most anticipated part of the lore—the Pre-Civilization Era—was finally being unveiled.
With anticipation mounting, Kiana pressed on.
Through Lin Chaoyu, they learned the feathers were memory fragments Fu Hua had once split off.
As they gathered more feathers, players began to see Fu Hua in a whole new light.
Fifty thousand years ago, she was like a withdrawn girl with autism.
Dull, shy, unable to fit into school life.
Always drifting alone in the crowd, stumbling even through conversations.
By the third feather, the tone shifted sharply.
The music turned crushingly heavy.
The screen displayed a location: MOTH Base.
Viewers erupted with excitement—finally, real Pre-Civilization plot!
Elysia's eyes sparkled, hoping for her own appearance.
The story began with thunder.
Kevin and Fu Hua walked side by side through the dim base.
"You did well in the battle against the Eleventh Herrscher," Kevin said.
Fu Hua only replied calmly, "Thank you."
Kevin paused, then continued: "Mei plans to transfer you to the Far East. Did you know?"
Fu Hua: "I didn't. It doesn't matter."
Kevin: "We have no choice. Herrschers are appearing faster. Our manpower is exhausted. Strategically, we must split up, sent to different cities. The Fusion Warrior Unit is being disbanded… This was the Doctor's decision. Hua, I hope you understand."
Fu Hua's voice was still cold: "I'll obey. It makes no difference. Here or in the Far East, it's all fighting Honkai. It will always come. If we're in those cities, perhaps fewer people will die."
Their exchange revealed a wealth of information.
The Eleventh Herrscher. The Tenth Divine Key. Fusion Warriors…
And most shocking—already eleven Herrschers had appeared, with the Twelfth imminent.
[Holy crap!! The story's getting so good]
[The Pre-Civilization Era… even with all their tech, they still lost to Honkai…]
[The atmosphere between Kevin and Hua feels off, like discord among their own ranks]
[Faster faster! I want to see the Final Battle!!]
But instead of continuing, the game was diverted.
Kiana stopped seeking feathers, listening instead to Lin Chaoyu's tale from 500 years ago—
The story of Seven Disciples Slaying Their Master.
Viewers were stunned.
Fu Hua had suffered even this?!
But just as they hung on for the ending, Lin Chaoyu left it at a riddle.
Only saying that twenty years later, Fu Hua revived, found her seven disciples again—
And nothing more.
The storytelling drove players crazy.
MiHoYo the troll, teasing and withholding—absolutely wicked.
But all they could do was grumble while continuing on.
Through more feathers, they saw young Fu Hua's loneliness deepen.
Always going to and from school alone.
No one to talk to—so she spoke to herself.
Waiting five hours just to eat a single bowl of noodles.
Truly, unbearably lonely.
Until one day, she saved a girl.
That girl became her first friend.
Lively, cheerful—dragging Fu Hua to arcades, cheering her on, helping her build confidence, even dressing her up to look less rustic.
For the first time, Fu Hua's bleak life had a splash of color.
Players and Bronya alike felt happy for her.
The wooden, withdrawn girl finally had a true friend.
But then, a Honkai outbreak took that friend away.
And her father too.
Losing both left Fu Hua utterly adrift.
Viewers nearly broke down watching.
Their hearts ached for her.
Later, through the guidance of a red-haired woman, Fu Hua joined MOTH.
The moment that woman appeared, the screen flooded with bullet comments:
[Big Sis Himeko!!]
From here, Fu Hua's character truly took shape.
She wasn't born an immortal in Shenzhou.
She wasn't always the reliable class monitor.
As a girl, she was just like anyone else—no, worse off than most.
And her growth came at unimaginable cost.
The red-haired mentor who pulled her from the abyss—
Would later become the Herrscher of Flames.
And be executed by MOTH.
The Dirge of the End resounded.
At a MOTH ball, soldiers dressed in finery, music blasting, lights blazing.
But their faces were dark, their eyes lifeless.
The clash of gaiety and despair was eerie.
Fu Hua, too, wore a splendid qipao, her eyes hollow, remembering her mentor's words.
Back then, after the Sixth Herrscher's defeat, they had held a banquet despite massive casualties.
Fu Hua hadn't understood why people could so easily forget grief.
The red-haired woman had patted her shoulder with a wry smile:
"Forgetfulness is a bitter medicine. No one chooses it for no reason. We use it to vent pain. You must allow people to forget, to be happy. Especially in war. An army with no morale cannot fight."
But now, with Herrschers appearing faster and faster, battles unending, deaths beyond counting—forgetfulness no longer worked.
The tradition of the ball remained, but its joy was gone.
Then the Twelfth Herrscher descended.
Humanity suffered catastrophic losses.
The Herrscher of Corruption hacked MOTH's defense systems, launching every nuclear warhead in inhabited regions.
The last three human megacities were annihilated.
Though the Twelfth Herrscher was sealed, the victory was hollow—paid with everything.
Fu Hua and Kevin felt little.
Too much death had numbed them.
Despair blanketed the world.
Even viewers outside the story felt the crushing weight.
A suffocating despair.
At last, the Pre-Civilization tale concluded.
Humanity had lost.
Fu Hua entered her stasis pod.
That was all revealed—for now.
Elysia's long-awaited appearance never came.
But even this brief glimpse laid bare the terror of Honkai.
Players began to doubt.
The Pre-Civilization Era—so advanced, so powerful—yet ended in ruin.
Could humanity really ever defeat Honkai?
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