[Coming Soon: I Recreate Fictional Mythology Among the Stars. Blurb at the very end~]
[The story is based on an original setting and does not involve the source work's plot.]
On his first day as an illegal immigrant, he froze in Russia.
On his second day as an illegal immigrant, he struggled to make his way through Moscow.
The northern winter was bitterly cold, but it was nothing compared to the chill in Haiyuan Hokuto's heart. After three days on the road, he finally reached the Moscow headquarters of the Ability Bureau.
He hadn't gotten to admire Moscow's nightscape, but he had experienced every bit of its bitter cold.
Haiyuan Hokuto: Great. Now all I have to do is find someone.
His friends were scattered all over the world, and they were all famous writers. In a world where literature and supernatural abilities were linked, they were either fabulously wealthy or held positions of great prestige.
The receptionist politely refused him. "Please provide proof that you know Mr. Tolstoy."
Haiyuan Hokuto: ...My heart's gone cold, everyone.
#Help me out. How do I prove I'm Tolstoy's friend and not a fan of his? QAQ#
#By the way, is celebrity worship a big thing in this world?#
#Honestly, I kind of want to be a fan too (fidgeting with my fingers) (feeling guilty)#
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After successfully convincing the receptionist, meeting Tolstoy, and moving into his home, Haiyuan Hokuto was content with his lot in life. From now on, he was a Japanese-named, Russian-nationality, Chinese-descended young man.
Haiyuan Hokuto: ...I don't dare think about it too hard.
With no plans for what to do next, Haiyuan Hokuto stayed up all night mulling things over. He thought: Since I already have friends all over the world, why not use visiting them as an excuse to travel around the globe?
The world is so big. He wanted to go see it.
And so his round-the-world trip was set: starting in Moscow, then heading west through cities like Copenhagen and Berlin. But before setting off, he still had to get up close and personal with Russian ghosts, the Snow Maiden, and other supernatural beings.
He just wanted to take a trip. How did he end up in a horror movie?!
[Notes]
1. A crossover of Bungo Stray Dogs and the FGO setting. The main plot is unrelated to the source works.
2. The story does not involve the previous work.
3. This is an original alternate universe where the writers' relationships are roughly the same as in real life. Their personalities are original interpretations for the story and will not be forced to match their real-life counterparts.
4. The research is bound to be incomplete and contain errors. If you spot any, feel free to point them out in the comments.
5. Ship whoever you like. The author doesn't mind.
6. Please don't mention other authors' works in the comments.
[Coming Soon: I Recreate Fictional Mythology Among the Stars. Please add it to your collection~]
You Ke had been dreaming up strange and absurd stories since he was a child.
The aloof, noble Moon Goddess sat high above on the Silver Moon, lightly stroking the branches of the World Tree, while corpses carpeted the ground beneath her dangling feet. The usually cheerful, optimistic Sun God wore a rare frown. Gripping the reins of his solar chariot, he hurried toward the place where the moon had fallen. The God of the Underworld stood on the far bank of the River Styx, gazing at the souls crossing it, his eyes filled with sorrow...
What were the things he dreamed about? They belonged to none of the mythologies You Ke knew, nor to the world he lived in. For years, You Ke had watched everything unfold like a chronicler of myths and a singer of epics.
You Ke had thought he might never understand the meaning of his dreams, until
he transmigrated to another world, where mythology had been born.
The gods from his dreams had long since fallen.
Even their chosen people had forgotten what they truly looked like, millions of years later. Only songs and festivals passed down through the ages kept their faith alive.
The Silver Moon, home of the Moon Goddess, had become a transfer satellite for her chosen people on their journey into outer space. The solar chariot driven by the Sun God had become a blazing supernova. The River Styx where the God of the Underworld once stood had become a galaxy stretching across the universe...
More and more species began to question and deny the existence of the gods.
They began to doubt and wonder: How could any living being mistake a satellite for a silver moon, a supernova for a chariot, or a galaxy for the River Styx?
You Ke watched their arguments and listened to their disputes. Then he made his decision
to recreate fictional mythology.
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The young teacher Goethe is indeed easier to talk to than the older teacher Goethe (nods) When treating Elio, Teacher Goethe's "indifference" is very obvious. Maybe what I saw before was treating the equal Transcendent and the mission executor Beidou, so the attitude would be more "humane". But after losing his memory, he said to Elio - well, in short, he said "not acquaintance" and "just treat it like this" and waved away the book that Elio was holding. It was really the "transcendence" of the transcendent. It didn't matter, it was a chance meeting, so love was whatever it was - even if it was a person in the laboratory. (But again, I don't know the people in the laboratory well enough. ... And after stressing not to meet Schiller and repeatedly mentioning the bad first meeting, can I boldly pick up candies for myself? It's: 1. I don't want Schiller to be hurt by his younger self's attitude again. 2. Don't add any more difficulty (trauma) to the relationship between the two – is that so? By the way, is this considered a compromise? Beidou, you have to run away all night - pfft. It's really funny to think that Mr. Goethe (the real age version) knows all memories. But this can be regarded as an assist by mistake. After all, Mr. Goethe? The complete version of memory will realize the complexity between the two. Congratulations to Beidou for the assist! So does Beidou want to go to France as its next stop? And Mr. Goethe, you keep talking about France. On the one hand, there is a feud between Germany and France, and on the other hand, shouldn't you have had some troubles with someone and then publicized them in Europe? Or should we say that the three-plus-one love affair originated in France (Conan pushes glasses. JPG
Really? This section can be discussed in detail.
Oh my god, is it so big?! (Shock)
Verne! Aqua blue short hair! And this adventure experience, plus "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea"! This person is so cute! (Actually, when I saw someone with short aqua hair and a bully, my first reaction was a jellyfish... (Eyes moved) Beidou, you will succeed in whatever you do if you have the ability to run away!
Sea King who rides on 37 ships, you have to be careful. The last person who rode on 68 ships already had a Titanic-level capsize.
I really need this kind of editing [turned]
Those who say bad things are people who don't know how to appreciate it. The characters written by Da Da are really super charming. Da Da builds a complete world of supernatural powers. Every character who appears actually has his own story line, which has been carefully conceived. How could you collide with other people and slander them without reading the article? It's really annoying. In any case, I support you greatly, and it's okay to change your relationship, so don't be in a bad mood. Looking forward to the written words, I hope it will be good.
Beidou: I will never say nice things. If I say I want to run away, I will definitely run away (who am I? I am a person who can skillfully hold the thighs of all transcenders. JPG), but I must finish this mouthful of melon (flame burning background). Extreme fans... Remembered some of the two people who were unlucky enough to be rumored to be behind in real life. The Goethe xx Association had no choice but to publish a book of self-confessions to prove that Goethe did not murder Schiller. I can't believe what kind of rumors would come out if the two of them were alive at the same time (cross hands) (close eyes in peace). This schedule is so healthy, Mr. Goethe, it's not standardized at eleven o'clock. But coming back so late always feels like a "Goethe tearing paper" call back. Goethe first sat on the sofa on one side, then said a few words and sat next to Schiller - the body was subconsciously close, right? The second time he added "calm", did you two have a tacit understanding in front of us readers? (Pointing) (But stealing the love of parents) After Goethe said it, Schiller replaced "you" with "you". At this speed, you can imagine: Schiller used to call Goethe "Sir" and "Sir", and then Goethe was confused and Schiller changed the title. Is this like this? Teacher Schiller's emotional instability is very obvious in just three "reasons for...". Teacher Goethe's soft-spoken attitude is in stark contrast to the previous one hh However, Teacher Schiller soon naturally complained, even in words. Is the previous sentence "older age" a conscious or unconscious yin and yang? Cute, pinch me and pick it up. One of the reasons why I like "Literary Organization Under Construction" and "Literary World Travel Notes" so much is that they are clearly "NPC". This is something I find difficult to "imitate". The setting of the main characters can be reproduced, but the attitude towards other "NPCs" who only appear a few times... Is difficult to reproduce. Because of his love for creating characters and an indescribable "maternal love", the author will constantly improve the settings for the characters; if the character's personality can be seen from just a few sentences of description, rather than a cookie-cutter passerby's face, then the author must have treated this book very carefully. Starting from the inn couple and flower shop owner in the previous book, to Alina at the beginning of this book, to Elio in these two chapters, they are all characters carefully set by the author - just taking the few paragraphs at the beginning of this chapter, it can be said that Elio's character is slightly unlikable (most readers are As a singer, when I first see the antagonistic character, I will think: Huh? Although it is not extreme, it is always a bit funny, at least I really think it is funny), but the beginning of this chapter really makes people reflect on their attitude towards the character... It can be seen that you respect and care about the character. If it can be copied in this way, then I have nothing to say. I can only suggest that the speaker go back and experience the author's attitude towards the characters before reading again. The original protagonist in the spin-off, Beidou is my favorite in my rating system. The author's love for him is obvious, but at the same time, he also deliberately controlled the degree, cleverly allowing both the "Literary Second Setting" and the "Protagonist Beidou" to exert their charm, and will not use other people to praise the original character - the respect for the character is obvious upon analysis. (That's why I often: Beidou is a lovely child, but I'm really a little curious about the reason for the name "Haiyuan")
Dear Professor Elio, I sincerely feel that you are going to die. Please take some advice from me, a stupid earthling. When you see Goethe or Schiller and tell them this idea, remember to bring your ID card first. This can reduce the burden of searching for missing people during autopsy or amnesia. At the same time, I have grounds to suspect that you can take a look at your eyes. If it is not an eye problem, I seriously doubt that you are here to talk to Schiller. Stealing Goethe's (scientific research attention), Mr. Schiller, is it because there are too many existences like you that you are afraid of being lost? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Mr. Goethe, please make me angry, how long are you going to be reserved? At this time, a man who is more than 300 years old still needs to be reserved. Can you learn from John in this regard? Wait, (a flash of inspiration), I understand (sudden realization), Elio, our dear Elio, you are actually an ally, right? You are actually willing to be a villain for the sake of Mr. Goethe's "close friendship", right? In fact, you have already seen that the relationship between the two has deteriorated, so you are reminded in the opposite direction, right? In fact, you are just a Cp fan. If you go deep into the fan, you will naturally become black, right? (Running forward and grabbing the other person's hand tightly, completely ignoring the other person's twisted expression) By the way, do you think you are Mr. Goethe's favorite student?