People looked up and saw the starry sky.” In the moonlight-drenched orphanage, a pink-haired girl stood on a stool, surrounded by a circle of children of all ages, listening to her tell a story.
“She loved this world deeply, loved the people of this world deeply.
She was the daughter of flowers and birds, the saint of stars and night.
She rose amidst a hundred flowers, with the starry sky above her head, and stepped into the human world.
And later, she encountered many very interesting things.” The pink-haired girl closed the storybook and said to the children below with a smile, “To know what happened next, please listen to the next installment.” “Elysia, tell us a bit more.” “It’s not enough!” “Please, Elysia!” “Onegai, if there’s no story from Elysia, watashi!” It seemed like something strange had mixed in…
“Ahem, leaving a cliffhanger is part of the storytelling experience.
Sister will continue tomorrow.” The girl known as Elysia clapped her hands.
The children dispersed reluctantly.
Director Celia, who was sitting behind the crowd, stood up and applauded, “Today’s story was also very wonderful, little Elysia.” “Thank you, Director Celia!
But I also read these stories from books.” Elysia jumped off the stool.
“Then, little Elysia, can you tell me which book it is?” “Oh my, that’s a secret.
If I say it, Elysia won’t be able to read those stories anymore, and I won’t be able to share them with everyone.” Elysia blinked her pink-blue eyes, feigning innocence.
Director Celia didn’t ask further, just smiled and patted Elysia’s head, “It’s getting late, little Elysia, time to go to bed.” “Okay~” After saying goodbye to the director, Elysia went upstairs to her room, flopped onto the bed, hugged her pillow, turned over, and stared blankly at the lightbulb hanging from the ceiling.
It seemed like she had already been thoroughly pickled in this life.
Strictly speaking, she was not that mysterious girl like a fairy, as brilliant as flying flowers, but a transmigrator.
She might have even taken the spot that originally belonged to Elysia in this era.
As for her past life…
Originally a male college student.
Suddenly hit by a truck and turned into sauce.
Reincarnated into the Previous Era.
Most tragic.
To be honest, at that time, when he discovered he had been reborn as Elysia, he was pleasantly surprised for a moment, but afterwards, he felt very melancholy.
In his past life, he had parents who loved him, a group of friends he could walk through life with, and he was considered a top student about to graduate with a job already lined up.
Yet, he accidentally got hit by a truck while crossing the road, unable to provide for his parents in their old age.
After his car accident, his parents must have been very heartbroken.
If possible, he actually still wanted to go back and see them.
However, the Imaginary Tree is filled with infinite worlds.
Even using the Cosmic Juggernaut, trying to find his original world would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Moreover, it is unknown whether his world is even within the system of the Imaginary Tree.
“Sigh, I’ll ask Su to help look for it when the time comes.” Elysia rested her chin on her hands and sighed.
After coming here, she was adopted by Director Celia just like in the original work.
Incidentally, the name Elysia was one she chose herself.
But unlike the original work, since she had awakened the memories of her twenty years of past life from the moment she could remember, she truly couldn’t pretend to be an ignorant child.
Taking those enlightenment classes every day was like torture to her; after a while, she felt like her brain was about to rust.
So later on, she used the pocket money the director gave her to buy a pile of textbooks online, locked herself in her room, and went back to recalling the knowledge from her past life.
She admired Conan Edogawa the most, staying in the first grade for thirty years.
In the process of reviewing knowledge, she discovered the extraordinary aspects of this body.
It was probably because she knew from the very beginning that she was the Herrscher of Origin, so she also gained some of the physical enhancements that a Herrscher should have.
Her memory and learning ability had also greatly improved compared to her past life.
Although it couldn’t compare to monsters like Professor Mobius or Snake, it was still quite good.
So how did the original Elysia become a pig…
Oh, she didn’t know she was a Herrscher at first.
That’s fine then.
Director Celia initially thought Elysia was shy and went into her room, intending to pull her out to play with the other children.
When she opened the door and saw the scattered draft papers on the floor and Elysia struggling with higher mathematics at the desk, her brain froze.
“Uh, this is a talent unique to beautiful girls.” So said six-year-old (actually twenty-eight-year-old) Elysia, who was speedrunning higher mathematics.
However, Elysia later agreed to the director to come out and play more.
Unfortunately, she had to admit that she really couldn’t play along with the children.
So all she could do was sit under a tree and read books she dug up from the library, occasionally looking up to watch the children playing happily, which would also put her in a good mood.
Later, some extroverted children saw Elysia reading so many books and pestered her to tell stories.
Elysia didn’t mind, so she took out classics from her past life like “Journey to the West” and “The Little Prince” to tell them.
Gradually, more and more children gathered around her.
In this quiet town without many waves, imaginative stories were always very attractive.
Later, after Director Celia found out, she asked Elysia to set aside two hours before the children went to sleep to tell stories.
Elysia would write outlines of the stories she was going to tell in a storybook, and before she knew it, she had filled an entire book.
On the day after the storytelling session, children would always come to her to share their thoughts, while Elysia would listen quietly on the side, occasionally offering a few pointers.
Because she acted too mature, a bunch of children older than her also started calling her Elysia, although strictly speaking, they weren’t wrong.
“Before I knew it, I’ve been here for so long.” Elysia realized with a start.
— It was another sunny morning, a refreshing Sunday.
Elysia got up and went out to stroll around the town.
Having been here for so long, she had become familiar with the townspeople.
Life here, while plain, was very warm.
Everyone was friendly and took good care of her.
She often went to help out, and incidentally learned a lot of things.
When communicating with them, Elysia couldn’t help but adopt the tone of the original Elysia.
After using it for a long time, she got used to it.
In other words, she had fallen into the character.
“Little Elysia, look at the big fish I caught last night.” From afar, Elysia saw a burly man wearing an apron, holding a one-meter-long black carp on a hook.
“It’s Uncle Ivan, the fishmonger.
Good morning!
This fish is so big!” Elysia revealed a bright smile.
“I’ll kill it later to make fish soup for lunch.
You can take some back to the orphanage to share with the children.
Remember to give the director a larger portion.” “Thank you, Uncle Ivan!” “Little Elysia, these are tulips that just bloomed this morning.
Here’s a bouquet for you.” Miss Jeanne from the flower shop was still as enthusiastic as ever.
“Thank you, Sister Jeanne!” “Little Elysia, this is freshly baked bread.
Take some back to eat.” Master Irene from the bakery packed a full bag of bread that was steaming and smelling of caramel.
Elysia thanked her and took it, her pink hair swaying.
“Oh, it’s Elysia.
I just got a batch of books from outside today.
See if there’s anything you want.” Uncle Mai, the librarian of the town library, pulled a small cart over.
Elysia hurriedly ran to his side wanting to help pull it, but was picked up by Uncle Mai and placed on the cart.
“A little girl shouldn’t be pulling a cart,” he said with a hearty smile.
“Little Elysia, just sit on it and pick your books.
Pulling the cart is a job for adults.” Elysia put the bread aside, sat on the cart reading a book, and occasionally looked up to see the scenery of the town.
The morning light was faint, a cool breeze brushed her face, white doves flew across the horizon, and cooking smoke rose in wisps.
The residents of the town had begun their busy but fulfilling day.
She greeted everyone she saw on the road enthusiastically, and they responded with the same enthusiasm.
Today was also a peaceful day.
This reminded her of the countryside in her past life, where the neighbors’ doors were wide open, and residents would visit each other on weekdays.
During festivals, everyone would set up big pots in the village square to cook big-pot rice.
Children played and chased each other, while adults cooperated, cutting meat, rolling dough, and wrapping dumplings.
White smoke mixed with the savory smell of meat broth drifted away, and the year passed just like that.
Hopefully, everything in the world can be this beautiful.
— And at night, Elysia quietly climbed out the window and slipped into the small woods.
Daily evening class, activate!
Since she knew she was the Herrscher of Origin, there was no reason not to hone her powers.
To prevent potential honkai disease, she always chose to practice in desolate places.
Tonight, the moonlight was bright, plating the lake surface with a layer of silver light.
The wind brushed through the woods, making a rustling sound.
Elysia sat by the lake, focusing her mind and gathering energy, and a pink crystal flower bud gradually emerged in her palm.
She activated her power, and the petals unfolded in layers, as if they were truly blooming.
Finally, the fully bloomed flower refracted brilliant radiance against the moonlight.
Elysia placed it in her palm and examined it carefully for a while, then waved her hand to disperse it.
Although the precision had improved significantly compared to the past, it still needed polishing.
Afterwards, Elysia practiced dozens of times more, and after maintaining a good feel, she slipped into a cave to do the next step of practice.
Actually, it wasn’t that Elysia hadn’t thought about further developing her power.
Whether it was the plot of her past life or her current intuition, both told Elysia that her power was by no means as simple as just condensing crystals.
At first, she guessed it was a prayer spell based on the plot of the final chapter, but when she tried to expand in this direction, she encountered a very awkward problem: She knew too much.
The original Elysia infused her most beautiful and sincere feelings for the world into her power, which resulted in the extremely gorgeous fairy magic.
But in reality, the magic she created was completely unsystematic.
Everything was naturally generated by her intent.
It was precisely because the original Elysia was emotional enough, and also completely illiterate, that she could ignore rational thinking and construct these moves.
But she couldn’t.
Every time she tried to imitate the original Elysia’s moves, she would subconsciously analyze and break down the logic of the skill release layer by layer.
The final conclusion was that these skills had almost no logic, and many extremely complex patterns were simply for the sake of looking good.
To reproduce these moves, she had to use scientific thinking to replicate the whimsical ideas of the original Elysia, who had barely finished prenatal education.
The difficulty can be imagined.
For example, Elysia found a sufficiently wide underground hall in the cave, took a deep breath, and summoned the Flawless Dome.
Countless pink crystals were intertwined and embedded together, constructing a hemisphere, emitting a gentle pink glow.
However, Elysia looked at it, only showing dead fish eyes.
This thing was the biggest nightmare of her two lives combined.
The Flawless Dome redesigned by Elysia had two modes: global coverage and targeted strike.
The former evenly attacked every area within the dome’s coverage, while the latter would cause the fired arrows to be reflected into a small area, forming concentrated firepower coverage.
Global coverage was easy enough; she adjusted the parameters for three days and got it working.
Targeted strike, however, was a true nightmare, even though most of it was self-inflicted.
For the design of the targeted strike mode, she referred to an ellipsoid.
As long as she stood at one focus, the fired arrows would definitely be reflected to the other focus.
Even if the opponent moved, she only needed to adjust the shape of the ellipsoid to change the position of the focus.
But this had a fatal problem: the Flawless Dome was no longer round.
The Flawless Dome must be round, just like the second floor must be built on the first floor!
Then came a massive amount of parameter adjustment.
To make the light reflection of a hemisphere approximate the properties of an ellipsoid, Elysia, apart from eating, sleeping, telling stories, and her unmissable evening class, locked herself in her room, modifying and calculating day and night.
To achieve dynamic capture, she also had to perform mirror tilt tracking.
The orphanage’s computer configuration was so low that it couldn’t even open engineering software, so she had to calculate everything by hand.
The bitterness and hardship of it were beyond words.
Finally, after three full months of modifications, she finally managed to redesign the Flawless Dome.
The truth of the world, I have unraveled it, hahahahaha hahahahaha!
She really shouted that, in front of the children, and was almost dragged to see a doctor by Director Celia.
And how did the original Elysia do it?
“A beautiful girl is omnipotent~” And then it just worked.
I’m really sorry for embarrassing Lady Elysia.
Sighing, Elysia slowly stepped into the dome.
After adjusting it to global coverage mode, she raised her hand to condense a crystal longbow and casually shot a few arrows in various directions.
The light arrows, trailing brilliant light, reflected back and forth within the dome at an extremely fast speed, while Elysia began to skillfully dodge with her eyes closed, like a dancing butterfly.
It was indeed very elegant, after all, it was exchanged for over a year of practice and countless arrows hitting her.
Afterwards was archery practice, shooting five thousand rings every day.
Now she could hit the bullseye even with her eyes closed, and she could pull the bow as fast as a repeating crossbow.
Finally, there was monitoring the Cocoon of Finality.
Although this world was almost exactly the same as the Previous Era in Honkai Impact 3rd, if she arbitrarily applied the game plot as the standard answer, she would suffer a great loss.
She remembered a novel in her past life where the protagonist transmigrated into an anime, followed the events based on the anime’s characterization, and in the end, treated the good guys as villains and lost everything.
The same logic applied here.
If she determined based on the plot of her past life that the last disaster before finality was Corruption, and prepared a whole set of plans against it, but the one that descended was the Herrscher of Sentience, then she could just wait for death.
So, on the night she could remember, she tried to monitor the Cocoon of Finality, but didn’t dare to link, only watching from afar.
She was relieved to find that it was still in a dormant period, at most only passively inducing small-scale Honkai.
Moreover, she peeked at the projection and found that the initial conditions were the same as the plot in her past life, avoiding the tragedy of her advantage of foresight being torn apart and thrown into the trash can.
However, from that night on, she had a strong premonition that if she went out early to form alliances, Great Honkai would simultaneously break out several years earlier.
At that time, not familiar with her powers, she wouldn’t be able to play any role in a direct confrontation, and human casualties would definitely be extremely heavy.
Her response strategy was to hang out in the town, incidentally honing her powers to become a “level 99 starter area boss,” and when the time came, go out and defeat a Herrscher with one sword, showing everyone what the power of Lady Origin is.
What?
The Cocoon of Finality will increase the difficulty accordingly?
Then she really has no choice.
If she doesn’t practice, there’s even less hope.
After exiting the monitoring state, Elysia was covered in sweat.
She first used Honkai Energy to clean herself up, then condensed the dissipated Honkai Energy into crystals and stored them in the Sea of Origin, and set off on the road back to the orphanage.
Now she still couldn’t open the Domain of Genesis · Star of the Past like the Herrscher of Human: Ego, so she could only use it as a portable space.
Afterwards, it was sneaking over the wall, climbing the building along the water pipe, then climbing into the room through the window, gently sneaking back into bed, and covering herself with the quilt to sleep.
This was Elysia’s day.