I Picked Up a Catgirl as My Little Sister. She Won’t Turn Yandere, Will She?

I dreamed of finding a drenched catgirl on a cold, rainy night.

I dreamed of placing a heart into the empty cavity of a machine, amid the ruins of a fallen civilization.

I dreamed of being an exiled prince, fighting the tide of bugs across the universe for her sake.

I dreamed of being a god-slaying hero, and laughing as I welcomed the world’s fear because of her.

I dreamed of trillions of shattered dreams. I took part, I changed them, I bore witness.

Later, they proclaimed my names:

The slumbering ruler of the Purple Mist Dreamscape;

The Immortal Venerable who commands the powers of reality and illusion;

The traveler of myriad worlds, beyond the bounds of time and space;

The immortal Dao body, united across three lifetimes;

The master of karmic inspiration;

The purple qi at the root of all existence.