Liam’s consciousness slowly returned.
Surrounding him was a pure white expanse, boundless and without reference points.
He tried to feel the presence of his body, only to find he was merely a floating consciousness.
“Awake?” A voice echoed through this void, carrying obvious delight and a sense of relief.
“Who’s there?” Liam instinctively tried to turn and locate the source of the voice.
“Me, of course—the System Lord you’re about to meet.” The voice’s owner seemed pleased with this air of mystery.
“But before our formal meeting, I need to confirm something—Liam, male, 23 years old.
Last night, you pulled five golds in a ten-pull for The Herta and died from overexcitement.” “You…” Liam’s memories flooded back instantly.
“I’m dead?” “Technically, yes.” The voice paused briefly.
“But you’re lucky.
I happened to snatch you up as material.” “Material?
Huh?” “And I’m giving you a chance to start over!
Naturally, someone will fulfill it for me—and in your favorite world of Honkai: Star Rail, no less!” The world of miHoYo’s Honkai: Star Rail!?
“Can you read my memories?” “Of course.
How else would I know what kind of new life to arrange for you?” The voice said matter-of-factly.
“To be honest, your wish is quite easy to fulfill.” “As for the Honkai: Star Rail world…
well, look at yourself now.
You’ve become a beautiful girl.” The voice suddenly halted, hesitating over something.
“Beautiful girl?” Liam instinctively looked at his body—he had actually turned into a white-haired loli.
Liam’s consciousness nearly exploded.
“What…
what’s going on?” he asked urgently.
“Didn’t you always crossplay as a ‘male maiden’ at conventions?
You even worried about how great it would be to become a cute girl.
Well, I’ve granted your wish!
You should thank me!” The voice carried clear smugness.
“From now on, your name is Lilith!” “Are you kidding me?
Change me back!
Who said you could just give me a name like that!” “Don’t be like that,” the voice said lightly.
“What’s done is done.
Might as well go with the flow.” “Tch!
And here I thought systems weren’t supposed to be this human-like?” “Of course they can be.
I’m not like those perverts who enjoy tormenting their hosts.” The voice grew somewhat disdainful.
“To be honest, that whole ‘fail the mission and get erased’ trope is just garbage design from our higher-dimensional perspective.” Lilith suddenly realized something.
“You just said systems can be mass-produced?” “Yeah, just like your phones.” The voice carelessly revealed this astonishing information.
“But most are low-grade junk.
A high-end custom model like me is rare.” Lilith felt her understanding of the world had been completely overturned.
Systems had production lines?
Those golden fingers in transmigration novels were all assembly-line products?
“Oh, I almost forgot,” the System’s voice suddenly turned serious.
“There are two principles you must remember: First, do not voluntarily reveal your origins.
Second, do not attempt to alter the course of the main storyline.
Break either rule, and you’ll face the consequences.” “Wait, why can’t I change the main plot?” “Because it causes spacetime tremors!” The System’s voice grew impatient.
“Did you think transmigration was child’s play?
Mess with major events, and the entire worldline collapses!” The System added, “But if you encounter the Fate-Bearer of the worldline, then changing events won’t cause collapse.” Lilith fell into thought.
“Fate-Bearer?” “Where am I supposed to find one?” The System said, “That’s for you to discover on your own!” “Alright, time to prepare for reincarnation.” The voice suddenly became formal.
“I’ll optimize your body a bit—guaranteed cuteness!” “Wait!” Lilith suddenly thought of something.
“Will I keep my current memories?” “Of course.
Otherwise, how could it count as starting over?” The voice carried a hint of laughter.
“Don’t worry, everything will go smoothly.” As the voice faded, the pure white space began to tremble violently.
Lilith felt her consciousness pulled by an invisible force, plummeting rapidly toward an unknown direction.
“Remember the two principles I mentioned!” The voice echoed one last time in the receding void.
“And if you run into any unsolvable problems, call my name—though you’d better not.
I’m busy!” “Hey!
What’s your name!” Lilith desperately tried to ask.
Consciousness plunged completely into darkness.
When Lilith regained awareness, she found herself lying on a massive metal platform.
Surrounding her were breathtakingly grand structures, with countless intricate pipes and mechanical frameworks crisscrossing.
A technological blue glow flickered everywhere.
Is this…
Herta Space Station?
Just as she was about to sit up, she saw a tall woman with gray-purple hair standing before her.
Those purple eyes were fixed on her without concealment, filled with curiosity, wariness, and a disturbing excitement.
Herta.
That name instantly surfaced in Liam’s mind.
The most genius scholar in the Honkai: Star Rail world, a figure who wielded countless technologies beyond imagination.
Herta slowly approached, each step carrying suffocating pressure.
“Who are you?
How did you suddenly appear before me?” Lilith’s mind raced.
Herta’s gaze grew more dangerous.
“From a biological perspective, there’s only one possible explanation for this phenomenon—Abundance.” Abundance?!
Lilith felt her heart nearly stop.
She knew what that word meant.
In the Honkai: Star Rail world, Abundance abominations were among the most dangerous entities, capable of infinite reproduction and warping life itself—enemies of the entire universe.
“No, I’m not…” “Then how will you prove it?” Her words hung unfinished, but the threat was clear.
Lilith felt sweat beading on her forehead.
Being mistaken for an Abundance being by the most dangerous genius scientist in the Honkai: Star Rail world?
She had to find a way to prove her harmlessness—and fast.
Because the excitement in Herta’s eyes looked exactly like a scientist who had discovered perfect research material…
Wait, something suddenly occurred to her.
“You’re Herta, right?” Lilith struggled to keep her voice calm.
“The great, great, great genius Ms.
Herta?” Herta’s movements paused briefly, a flicker of surprise in her purple eyes.
“You know me?”