One day, I transmigrated into Honkai Impact 3rd.
The good news: It wasn't Honkai Gakuen.
The bad news: I transmigrated to Changkong City right after the Honkai erupted.
Luckily, I got a simulation System.
Even worse news: The System was late.
[On the brink of death, you started a simulation and successfully possessed the Void Archives.]
"Huh?"
[You unexpectedly became the first ray of light in the heart of a young bishop, and gradually molded her and the young saint into the people you wanted them to be.]
[You gained the Innocent Bishop and the Crimson Saint.]
[They trusted you. They cherished you. And then, you died.]
--[You had no abilities beyond those related to games, and lacked the power of the other Flame-Chasers, but you never stopped moving forward.]
[You used games to collide with reality, personally sketching out a beautiful dream for people, one that was real and nearly impossible to destroy, and built a beautiful new world upon it.]
[You paid dearly for this, even splitting "yourself" into thirteen parts.]
[But it was nothing, really. You had long since made peace with it.]
Lu Mian was trying to guess how he would die in his next simulation when the girls from those simulations suddenly appeared, surrounded him in a circle, and began clapping as they discussed how to divide him up.
The worst news: There was no need to guess anymore.
