[Honkai: Star Rail] None of Them Has a Conscience

Sang Shen had many children. Though none were his by blood, he cared for them all.

His first child was Aha, the Aeon of Elation, an "unfilial son" who was never well-behaved and was always looking for a laugh.

Even so, Aha would behave in front of Sang Shen, while a faint possessiveness stirred beneath the mask.

"Hahaha, but if you're an Aeon, why would you need something like a conscience?"

His twelfth child was a descendant of one of his "fallen" children. Compared to the others, this one was rare in that he knew how to behave.

Of course, "behave" was a joke. Sang Shen couldn't help putting a hand to his forehead and sighing as he watched the kid turn the Xianzhou upside down.

From being cast out to meeting again, those familiar red eyeshadow streaks brought back memories for Sang Shen. It was just like the first time they'd met, but not quite the same as before. This time, the other person pulled him into an embrace.

"I've forgotten many things, but I have always remembered you, Father."

There's always tension between the seventh and tenth children. They may not share blood, but brothers shouldn't be so at odds.

Lan: Who's calling this Plagues Author my brother?

Whenever Sang Shen tried to talk some sense into them, they both ended up turning their attention to him instead.

Abundance could quickly replenish the "power" that was used up, while the Hunt could make time stretch on without end.

"Father, who do you think is stronger, me or Them?"

Yaoshi didn't say a word, but those gentle jade-green eyes were fixed on Sang Shen. His hoarse throat and motionless body made his current state clear.

He really wanted to say, You two, get out.

Sang Shen had once said that he wanted a grand wedding, but after spending time with the children, he gave up on the idea. Lying flat in peace was the best dream a lazy fish could have.

Then he woke up one morning to find himself standing at a wedding, dressed from head to toe as the bride.

Sang Shen only remembered having a few bottles with his dear eldest son, Sampo, the night before. Since he couldn't hold his liquor, he had no recollection of what happened afterward.

As the wedding march began, he saw Sampo looking miserable and Huohuo joining in just to stir up trouble.

"It's time for Aha's surprise!"

Aha, unusually dressed in something other than his usual clothes, came over with a grin and put an arm around him.

"Look at this. It's a ceremony Aha prepared for Sang Sang."

He never called him Father, using only this overly familiar nickname instead...

Before Sang Shen could process it all, the guests who had come to "congratulate" him startled him all over again. Everyone from Aeons to the most famous figures in the universe had shown up.

But with the way they were bristling with murderous intent, it was hard to believe they'd come to offer their blessings.

As he watched the scene grow increasingly chaotic, Sang Shen vaguely heard someone say, "You want to be our stepfather? Not a chance!"

"Ahem, it's time for Lady Huohuo! Our great God of Elation is being beaten up by a crowd. But why? Let Lady Huohuo uncover the mystery for you!"

"As expected of the Aeon of Destruction. Not only are they not holding back, they're hitting the hardest of all."

"Mhm, Lady Huohuo has already figured out everything. But to make things even more interesting, we should interview the person involved."

But Sang Shen was nowhere to be seen in the footage. "Sampo, where's the person I told you to watch?"

"Oh, Lady Huohuo, how could someone like me possibly keep an eye on him?"

Sang Shen, on the run: Ah, this little raccoon is so cute. Come with me.

A little guide for readers:

1. The protagonist is the father of the Aeons, except for Nous, and not limited to the Aeons. They'll be mentioned in the story. The ranking follows the order in which they appear, and there are lots of original details.

2. Just like the title says, nobody has a conscience. It's pseudo-incest. This story is written to suit the author's tastes, so it'll cover quite a few things. I'll add whatever comes to mind.

3. Strong OOC warning. This is a slice-of-life story, and the author is a hopeless romantic who loves writing unserious nonsense. Finally, I hope you enjoy reading!

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