“Ten-Thousand-Word Breakdown!
A Deep Dive Into the Story: Why Felutina Is Literally God”
After Little Bluebird finished the entire Space Station arc, fan videos about Felutina came flooding in.
The one with the highest view count laid out Aeons, Emanators, and Pathstriders in detail, then hammered home just how insane it was that Felutina had stared Nanook down face to face.
[She can’t just be raw guts, right?
She’s got to have some hidden backup power source, right?]
Also worth noting: for any Trailblazer who unlocked Felutina’s scene, the story afterward plays out differently from the usual version.
Felutina gives you a long speech, drops a few pieces of riddle-shaped information, then takes your hand and sincerely asks you to board the train — and to “live for her sake.”
[Oh my god, how is Felutina this adorable!]
[I hereby declare a total pull embargo until Felutina drops!]
[Waaah, she cares about me so much, I’m going to live, this is my struggle to keep on living!]
[So she’s evaporating at full HP, is that it?]
[A ghost from the past…
don’t tell me Felutina already died back then?]
[Bro, don’t.
Just don’t.]
[Death isn’t frightening.
Death is a cool summer night.
I’ll go sleep peacefully beside my waifu without a care in the world!]
[Heh.
If MiHoYo dares to stab Felutina, I’ll scrape the Star Rail source code right out for you and publish the whole thing.
I’m a certified big shot in the C language family, you know!]
[Nice, and a C language master no less.]
…
Xianzhou.
The Luofu.
The training hall.
Jingliu ran through her sword forms, though her eyes kept stealing toward one corner of the room, red irises clouded with complicated feelings.
Felutina sat there, quietly wiping down the blade in her hands.
She had warned Jingliu ahead of time that she might vanish for a while, so the girl hadn’t spent these weeks in a panic.
Still, even Felutina hadn’t expected a single trip to eat up an entire month.
Thankfully, their teacher hadn’t marched out yet.
When she got back, she explained to Jingliu that she’d only gone looking for ways to grow stronger.
She pulled up her system.
[Current Popularity Points: 500,000]
It should have been 580,000, but once the borrowed sum was cleared away, only 500,000 remained.
As for why she owed 80,000 in the first place — because Felutina had quietly taken out another 10,000 in loans during the main story to redeem a Close-Up card, and spent it on the Doomsday Beast scene.
Five hundred thousand!
Her top priority now was rounding out her own character concept, fast.
Otherwise, by the time the Trailblazers pushed the story to Xianzhou Luofu, she’d be utterly, thoroughly screwed.
Dump all of it into raising her strength.
The persona and the backstory were things she’d made up on the spot, but numbers weren’t.
Numbers never lie to you.
If your total damage isn’t enough, it isn’t enough.
[Talent awakened for host: Spirit Eye]
[Spirit Eye: allows prediction of an opponent’s next action by reading the flow of energy.]
[Curio obtained for host: Tonic of Efficacious Chaos]
[Tonic of Efficacious Chaos: character damage increased by 200%]
[Blessing of The Hunt obtained for host: Arrows Shatter Yuezhi]
[Arrows Shatter Yuezhi (1-Star): speed increased by 6% upon entering combat]
[Through ceaseless training, the host has attained insight and stepped further along the Path of Abundance]
[Remaining Popularity Points: 100,000.
Available loan: 100,000]
[Dynamic Strength locked.
Next enhancement will cost: 100,000 Popularity Points]
Felutina worked out her joints, feeling the power in her body swell by slow degrees.
The added numbers were visible on the panel, but exactly how much stronger she’d become came down to pure instinct.
The Curio, meanwhile, wasn’t actually dropped into her hands as an object.
It went straight into her Curio slot, handing her the bonuses and effects directly.
Felutina stretched luxuriously.
Getting stronger felt wonderful.
She swiped the system away — and the pretty face waiting in front of her nearly startled her out of her skin.
Jingliu was staring, unblinking, into Felutina’s eyes.
“Sis.”
She reached out a small hand and touched Felutina’s cheek.
“Your eyes have gotten so pretty.”
“My eyes?”
Felutina blinked, turned her head, and looked toward the training hall’s one and only mirror.
Her eyes were supposed to be a clear red, like fresh blood.
Now, though, faint points of light scattered through them, like a flowing night sky.
“What did you do?”
Jingliu’s hand slid down naturally, brushing over Felutina’s chest, and pressed onto the hand resting on Felutina’s thigh.
One month.
You couldn’t get anywhere worth mentioning with sword practice in a month — so what exactly could Felutina have trained up out there?
She hadn’t signed some contract with an unidentified creature, offered up her soul for power, had she?
Jingliu’s grip tightened a little.
She was worried.
“Mm…
I accidentally fell off a cliff, miraculously survived, found the bones and secret manual of a bygone master, mastered the divine art in one month, and returned as the Dragon King?”
Felutina blinked at her.
Explaining the Popularity System to Jingliu was next to impossible — and this world genuinely did host all sorts of mysterious powers.
For all she knew, if she said it out loud, Jingliu would run off terrified to the Divination Commission to beg General Tengxiao to come exorcise her.
“…Don’t fob me off with plots out of storybooks.
I’m not a child anymore,” Jingliu said softly, mouth pressing into a flat line.
She hadn’t yet become the ice-cold figure she’d be by the time the main story started.
Bit by bit, she was still recovering the feelings the Calamity of Cangcheng had stripped from her.
Felutina blinked.
“That’s right.
Our Jingliu’s all grown up.”
She patted Jingliu’s head, thoroughly pleased.
“…”
She’d still been calling her “baby” not that long ago.
Girls have always been thin-skinned, so of course that thought stayed strictly inside her head.
Still, she didn’t refuse the head pat.
She even leaned into it a little.
No.
Wrong.
Jingliu’s gaze sharpened again, locking onto Felutina.
“You still haven’t told me what happened to your eyes, Sis.”
“…All right, the truth is I just had a sudden enlightenment.
Felt like I stepped into another space, and some gigantic mechanical head glanced at me.”
Felutina made it up on the spot.
As she recalled, Fu Xuan had a All-Seeing Eye too.
Sure, hers was set right into her forehead, but broadly speaking it was about the same…
probably?
“The Wisdomwalker?”
Jingliu’s brows drew together slightly.
By the look of it, she was half-convinced.
Mortals could never quite follow the logic behind an Aeon’s actions, and it wasn’t impossible for one to answer a single person’s prayer with a blessing now and then.
Felutina let out a breath and pressed her advantage while she had it.
“Jingliu, you must have heard our teacher say it too — she’s going to die in the war that’s coming.
You don’t want to lose her either, do you?”
“…”
Jingliu nodded without hesitation.
The words Felutina had spoken on the battlefield were still lodged firmly inside her, even now.
Life is all we have.
“So trust your big sister, okay?”
Felutina turned her hand to clasp Jingliu’s, tilted her head slightly, and rested her free finger against her lips.
“A warm little reminder from Sis: you can lean on me as much as you like.
Even if you do absolutely nothing and just stand at the school gate waiting for Sis to come pick you up, that’s fine too~”
“…”
Jingliu looked at that earnest expression and sighed, half-defeated.
“Fine.”
“Oh, and Jingliu — tell me everything you’ve learned from a month of sword practice~”
“…Fine.”
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