[Honkai: Star Rail] Xiaoman's Diary

[Mainly second-person narration / updates whenever inspiration strikes]

[Randomly dropping strange ideas / past-life extras / possible alternate branches]

[Generally follows the game's main storyline, but for various reasons the protagonist barely gets involved]

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Hello, my name is Xiao Man.

I'm 180 years old, a Vidyadhara girl who just came of age.

There are two things people might take issue with in that sentence, so let me explain:

First, being 180 and just coming of age.

Vidyadhara just grow up slowly! The Dragon Lady is only this tall (gestures).

They say the previous Dragon Lord wasn't even adult male height (gestures).

So in addition to enjoying longer lifespans, the elders of the Vidyadhara also have a longer growth period than ordinary Vidyadhara.

So my age is fine.

Second, being a Vidyadhara girl.

As everyone knows, the Vidyadhara can no longer reproduce.

Without hormones to maintain them, we somehow still retain our external sex characteristics, which are used to distinguish gender.

So I was surprised, too.

You see, gender had to be carefully distinguished in the world I used to live in:

Sociological gender / psychological gender / genetic gender, and so on.

I went from being a descendant of dragons to a dragon's descendant in a different sense.

Oh, right, are my chromosomes still XX?

...I should still have chromosomes, right?

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Ever since I was little, I've often said things that made my guardian lose control of his expression.

So my guardian gave me all kinds of books on the art of conversation.

Well, that's how I understood it.

Actually, he had me read ancient classics and poetry to cultivate my character. Somehow, one of the texts was "Zou X's Remonstrance to the King of Qi."

It was kind of touching.

In this unfamiliar world, I could still recite a familiar text from memory.

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I have a junior fellow disciple.

A once-in-a-generation genius! Born with a swordsman's bones! And an exceptional, mutated ice spirit root!

Unfortunately, he always says I've read too many stories.

Tsk, how is this just a story?

He shows up at my door begging for money at the end of every month. He fits the broke sword cultivator archetype perfectly!

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My direct superior is an elder of the Vidyadhara.

Elder, elder, pulling rank with age.

The young king's foundations are weak. Who wouldn't want to be regent?

They make it sound so noble, but it's all just about fighting for power and profit.

What a headache. At least I can get my fix of the Dragon Lady.

Little Bailu, my boss in name and in truth.

Cuteness is king. I don't want to deal with all those schemes.

Play! Do whatever you want! Eat! Eat whatever you want!

Who dares lay a hand on Bailu! (draws a knife)

I know all the precise anatomical points, and I have the most comprehensive medical techniques. Guaranteed to hurt, guaranteed not to kill.

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I'm the ninth reincarnation of a transmigrator.

After so many reincarnations, this world should have soaked right into me by now.

But the System bound to me keeps reminding me: game.

Is this world one grand game?

I don't know.

Qingque told me not to think so much, to live in the moment and go with the flow. All that agonizing over things will only make me miserable.

My online friend Silver Wolf says life itself is an online game.

With the story about to begin and the protagonist about to appear, I want to use this chance to find an answer.

So I set out once more on the Trailblaze and boarded the train.

If it's a game, then sooner or later we'll reach an ending, right?

Besides, deep down, I also want to see the homeland I've never known.

It's probably a mix of daily life / System / gacha / plot.

The author is a compulsive editor.

When will I ever catch up with the game!!

The text above consists of the protagonist's inner monologues and quips from different points in her life.

Theme: Anything is possible.