This night, the sea of stars is clear!
(Aemeath)” “Immediately, sent to the end!
(Chisaki)” “Don’t blink—this is the most brilliant moment!
(Lynae)” “I will interrogate the stars!
(Professor Mo Ning)” “I shall perform your funeral!
(Luhus)” “Gonna swing to the stars!
(Sigrika)” “Radiance—dissolving from here on…
(Denia)” Behind every character’s Resonance Liberation voice line was an executed weekly boss Denia.jpg.
Denia felt that this method of beating up her previous, incompetent self was indeed quite stress-relieving; no wonder she saw so many videos on Bilibili of characters fighting their own weekly boss versions.
After finishing the last weekly boss run, she returned control of the keyboard and mouse to Kather, but Kather didn’t take it back immediately.
“I’m finished, okay?” Denia reminded him in a soft, sweet voice.
“Don’t you still have one character left to use?” Kather teased.
“Our Lady Scorching Sakura Shrine Maiden is very powerful in the game, you know.” “Ugh, forget it…
I know that Crimson Snow Shrine Maiden is very powerful…” Denia said, her face slightly flushed and embarrassed.
Do you have any emotional intelligence, Kather?!
I was slashed by Crimson Snow and got PTSD from it, okay?!
Denia screamed internally.
Seeing that his little trick succeeded, Kather didn’t make things difficult for her anymore; he took the keyboard and mouse and logged out.
“Not playing anymore?” “Switching to another game.” Denia nodded and continued to pick up her phone to grind maps.
“How many pulls have you done?” Kather asked about Denia’s gacha status while starting the game.
“A hundred-something pulls, I think.
Now I’m just ten pulls away from getting it.” Denia tapped her cherry lips with her finger, looking thoughtful.
“Hit the hard pity?” “About to max out the chains.” Damn it, I hate lucky people!
This time it was Kather’s turn to be furious.
A series of “ding ding ding ding ding” sounds rang out on the computer, and Denia briefly turned her attention to the screen.
“Delta Force?” She asked suspiciously.
“What is this played for?” “I’ll show you a match, and you’ll understand.” Kather chuckled.
Entering the game, equipping gear, selecting Top Secret Aerospace, and then, full assault!
Kather started a random queue, and the three of them each chose their best characters to enter the match.
“Are you guys going to commit a robbery?” Denia’s curiosity was piqued.
“You could understand it that way?” It must be said that Kather was indeed a gaming master.
In this game that required intense concentration, he could still command the battle and play skillfully while holding a girl in his arms.
It was just tough for the other two teammates in his squad; hearing that soft, sweet, little-cake voice coming from Kather’s mic made them incredibly envious and jealous.
After Kather single-handedly led his two random teammates to clear out three squads, just as they were preparing to loot and extract, they suddenly heard the classic ceasefire signal from the FPS game.
Kather used a gesture to signal her to follow him, taking this cute Butterfly Mouse to eat the leftovers.
“You let her go?” Denia asked in confusion.
She had clearly seen Kather just now, when facing others, immediately taking them out with two shots to the chest and one to the head without a word.
“It’s considered one of the game’s features, I guess?” Kather explained patiently.
“For players who proactively ask for peace, we generally let them go.
Even if we kill them, we might not necessarily get anything good from them.” “Robbing the rich to help the poor?” Big sister, how did you make this extraction shooter sound like some ancient chivalrous hero’s quest?
However, in the end, Kather accepted her idea.
After taking the Butterfly Mouse to eat the leftovers, the Butterfly Mouse also opened a room key for them as a return gift.
Finally, the four strangers who met by chance were ready to happily pull the lever and extract.
Not all story endings can be perfect.
Just thirty seconds before they were about to extract, this poor Butterfly Mouse was sent back to the Special Service Bureau by a cold shot fired from the garden direction.
“Oh my, she died.” Denia was stunned for a moment watching the Butterfly Mouse, who had just been interacting enthusiastically with Kather and the others, get taken out by a single shot, then she timely fanned the flames.
“Then what do you want me to do?” Kather asked for Denia’s opinion with a smile.
Denia didn’t speak, just made a throat-slitting gesture with her hand.
Kather understood immediately and turned to his two teammates, who were already heated up on the mic, and said, “Extract at the next lever.
Let’s take this squad of rats who fired the cold shot and use them as a sacrifice for that Butterfly Mouse.” “My bid is in!” “Deploying bomb!” “Trust in my professional expertise; I never miss!” A man’s tacit understanding is just that simple; in an instant, all three activated their skills to hunt them down.
…
Denia now knew that all the suffering she had once endured was a script written for her by others.
A pre-arranged destiny always makes one feel powerless.
Perhaps that was why she wanted to give up on herself and reach the end of her life back then?
Although she was eventually saved by the Rover.
She always felt that her current life was so beautiful it felt unreal, even leading her to doubt whether she deserved this beauty.
But Ling just told her this: “Does the Head Coach want to take the field herself?
Consider it saying goodbye to your past self.” The solid embrace behind her was real, the friends she ate with were real, and the world’s kindness toward her was real.
Since that was the case, she had no reason to continue drowning in the scars of the past.
That experimental subject of the Fractsidus was in the past.
Now, she was just an ordinary girl named Denia.
She could make friends to her heart’s content and eat delicious food to her heart’s content.
She could also try to love someone to her heart’s content.
The person she liked would resonate with her past self, treasure her present self, and want to walk toward tomorrow with her future self.
There was nothing happier than this, was there?
So, people can never really empathize with their past selves, because they will grow up one day and then laugh off their past selves.
But now, she felt a little sleepy.
She thought she would just fall asleep like this; after all, that idiot Ling would only smile helplessly and carry her back to her room.
And so, she really did fall asleep, curled up in Kather’s arms.
It wasn’t until Kather pulled himself out of his gaming state that he realized Denia was already sleeping soundly in his arms.
“Hey, this little girl, she doesn’t even go back to her room when she’s sleepy.” Kather smiled helplessly and complained, then picked her up and carried her back to her room.
He placed her on the bed gently, tucked her in, said “good night,” and quietly left the room.
This cute girl, who once never believed in the existence of happiness, had finally found her own happiness.
Maybe it’s not a big deal now… maybe it will be later.
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”