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Chapter 133 - Chapter 133: A Toast to an Imperfect Tomorrow; A Toast to an Imperfect Life!

—✦Omniscient Viewer's Chat Lodge✦—

Stelle: "Holy crap!!"

Stelle: "Is this what Hotaru looks like when she transforms?"

Stelle: "IT'S JUST SO DAMN COOL!!!"

Stelle: "I'm rooting for you, Hotaru!"

March 7th: "I'm so jealous!!"

March 7th: "The transformation is so flashy!"

March 7th: "I wish I could have a suit of armor like that, too!"

Hu Tao: "Who would've thought, the usually quiet and low-key Miss Hotaru is actually the one who knows how to look the coolest…"

Hu Tao: "With this transformation scene and the lines, I'd call this a legendary scene, right up there with Aventurine!"

Furina de Fontaine: "'Like fireflies to a flame... life begets death!'"

Furina de Fontaine: "Miss Hotaru's line is simply perfect."

Furina de Fontaine: "These short eight characters perfectly embody the willpower in Miss Hotaru's heart!"

Hotaru: "Cough, cough… Please, everyone, stop commenting so seriously."

Hotaru: "I didn't think much of it before… but now…"

Hotaru: "It feels so embarrassing…"

Silver Wolf: "Embarrassing?"

Silver Wolf: "Isn't it cool?"

Silver Wolf: "Everyone is really satisfied with your transformation scene."

Hanabi: "This armor is really nice, very interesting~"

Hanabi: "Should I build a Hanabi armor of my own, too?"

Hanabi: "And then go impersonate a Glamoth Iron Cavalry in the galaxy?"

Sampo Koski: "Whoa, that's too difficult."

Sampo Koski: "Such troublesome things, old Sampo here isn't interested."

Lumine: "Sam is really cool."

Lumine: "If only I could have a suit of armor this cool…"

....

『 The scene shifts back to the scene where Hotaru and Blade are driving.

[ ….. ]

[ After today, Jepella's name will disappear from cosmic history, and the Ever-Flame Mansion will take its place, receiving an invitation in the near future.... ]

[ That is your next stop. ]

After a moment of silence, Blade spoke slowly.

[ The land of dreams, Penacony. ]

Hotaru whispered.

[ I wish you find the answer you're looking for there… or, release. ]

Blade offered his own blessing.

[ ... ]

[ Are you talking about… those three deaths? ]

Hotaru asked.

[ Silver Wolf told me about that. ]

[ I only regret that they aren't in my script. ]

Blade's words were filled with a sense of sentiment.

[ While I want to live, I'm never afraid of death. The opposite of death is eternal life, and that's... that's something I'll never desire. ]

[ People die, and I am no exception. ]

[ Death is like a script, a fate that cannot be defied. ]

[ But precisely because of that.... ]

[ We must choose our own burial ground. ] 』

『 ....』

—✦Omniscient Viewer's Chat Lodge✦—

Hu Tao: "Huh?"

Hu Tao: "This scene feels familiar, haven't we already seen it?"

Guinaifen: "Miss Hu Tao, think about it carefully. We've seen the first half."

Guinaifen: "But we haven't seen this latter half of the conversation."

Paimon: "Mr. Blade feels very regretful because those three deaths aren't in his script….."

Paimon: "Oh my god, it feels so weird."

Blade: "Just seeking death, nothing weird about it."

Blade: "If anyone can grant me a death, I will offer a generous gift."

Stelle: "Good grief, if someone who didn't know the situation heard this, they'd think you're crazy beyond belief."

Furina de Fontaine: "I have a question, can Mr. Blade really not die?"

Furina de Fontaine: "If Miss Acheron were to do it, could she succeed?"

Acheron: "I have no absolute certainty, but I could try."

Qingque: "Aiya, it's better to live than to die."

Qingque: "Why must you seek death….."

Qingque: "I really don't understand it."

March 7th: "Maybe…. he's just lived too long?"

March 7th: "Cough, don't misunderstand, I'm just stating facts."

Amber: "Mr. Blade is seeking death, but Miss Hotaru is seeking life."

Amber: "The two of them are completely opposite."

Stelle: "I feel like Hotaru's last sentence makes a lot of sense."

Stelle: "Death is unavoidable, but we can choose where we're buried after we die."

Stelle: "Alright, I've decided!"

Stelle: "When I die, I want to be buried in the Express!!"

Stelle: "That way, after I die, my ashes can continue to Trailblaze!"

Stelle: "Wouldn't that make me a model representative of the Trailblaze?"

March 7th: "Ashes buried in the Express???"

March 7th: "Are you trying to turn into a ghost and make the Express a haunted place?"

March 7th: "What kind of horror movie is this?"

Li Sushang: "Originally, this was supposed to be a slightly sad thing."

Li Sushang: "But once it comes out of Stelle's mouth, it completely changes flavor..."

....

『 [ Your survival is for the sake of destruction? ]

Blade asked curiously.

[ Aren't you the same? ]

[ Blade, the end you crave... has never been defined by others. ]

[ If I die now, I'm just a weapon. ]

[ But I think... I should die as a person. ]

[ Even though that definition is still far from me, isn't that the very answer that ordinary people spend their whole lives searching for? ]

[ A short name..... that can be left on a tombstone. ]

[ The one belonging to me, it once had Glamoth Iron Cavalry carved on it, now it has Stellaron Hunter, but one day..... ]

[ It will have the name Hotaru written on it, along with the brilliant colors she bloomed at the end of her life. ] 』

『 ....』

—✦Omniscient Viewer's Chat Lodge✦—

Nahida: "I suddenly realized."

Nahida: "What Miss Hotaru craves seems to be just a life like an ordinary person?"

Hotaru: "That's right, that's exactly it."

Hotaru: "As a Glamoth Iron Cavalry, before joining the Stellaron Hunters, I only lived as a weapon."

Hotaru: "The various experiences of ordinary people were a dream out of reach for me...."

Hotaru: "I was born a weapon. If nothing went wrong, I should have been like the other Iron Cavalry, broken on the battlefield as a weapon."

Hotaru: "But, perhaps due to fate, I wasn't broken on the battlefield, but survived instead."

Hotaru: "It's just that I still don't count as a complete person."

Furina de Fontaine: "Just from these few words, I can feel the tragedy of Miss Hotaru's past."

Furina de Fontaine: "A living person, born to be nothing but a weapon….."

Furina de Fontaine: "This is too unacceptable!"

Hu Tao: "Um, treating people as weapons, isn't that a bit disrespectful of human rights?"

Dr. Veritas Ratio: "Unfortunately, in the eyes of the Glamoth Empire, gene-cloned soldiers do not count as people!"

Dr. Veritas Ratio: "Rather, they are more like disposable items and tools."

Stelle: "Damn!"

Stelle: "This empire is no good either."

Stelle: "Not a shred of moral bottom line."

March 7th: "Clones are people too!"

March 7th: "They have their own thoughts, their own ideas."

March 7th: "How can they be treated like cold weapons?"

March 7th: "If you ask me, if they wanted to build weapons, they should have just built mechanical soldiers from the start."

March 7th: "Why did they have to create living people?"

Zhongli: "It should be that the potential of living people is greater."

Dr. Veritas Ratio: "Exactly, that's basically it."

Navia Caspar: "Sigh, having such a tragic background, I really feel sorry for Miss Hotaru."

Stelle: "It's okay, it's all in the past. From now on, there is no Glamoth Iron Cavalry."

Stelle: "ONLY MY CUTE HOTARU!!!"

Hotaru: "(^▽^)"

....

『 Meanwhile, Dreamflux Reef, Gallagher is staying next to the forever-slumbering Mikhail.

[ Didn't expect it, old man, your reckless plan actually worked. ]

[ Are all you Nameless just fools who only know how to act on impulse? ]

[ I can smell it, the false dream is about to end. ]

[ That group of Nameless might be young, but they truly have the ability to do this.... ]

[ Just like you guys did back then. ]

[ It's a pity, I couldn't let you witness this scene with your own eyes. ]

[ I'm afraid I won't have that privilege either..... When fictional things are seen through, they cease to exist. ]

[ Hmph, not talking about those Nameless, that kid with wings on his head is exactly like you, stubborn as a mule, refusing to give up until he hits the wall..... ]

[ Fate is cruel. If not for this damn Path, we might have really been able to chat together. ]

[ But, I did get a good vent in the end. ]

[ That feels good. ]

[ Still remember how those bastards cursed us back then, huh? ]

[ They said: Go to hell, you damn traitors.... ]

[ Mikhail, oh Mikhail, I don't know if what they said is true, but if longing for freedom means deserving to go to hell... ]

[ Then I'll be going down to find you soon, old thing. ]

[ Let's have dinner together in hell again.... ]

[ Oh, almost forgot, one more thing….. ]

[ A toast to you with this drink, a glass of Hello and Goodbye... Stelle... ]

[ To the imperfect... tomorrow. ] 』

『 ....』

—✦Omniscient Viewer's Chat Lodge✦—

Stelle: "Gallagher?"

Stelle: "You're not gone yet??"

Gallagher: "....."

Gallagher: "What? Am I still here disappointing you??"

Stelle: "Cough, cough, that's not what I meant."

Stelle: "I thought you would be gone after we left."

Stelle: "Didn't expect you to still be alive."

March 7th: "But looking like this…. Mr. Gallagher is really going to be gone this time, right?"

Furina de Fontaine: "Hmm, the ending is already obvious."

Hu Tao: "Don't, they're clearly good people, why do one after another have to sacrifice themselves in the end?"

Gallagher: "If no one sacrificed themselves, how could Penacony return to the right track?"

Gallagher: "Besides, I was a fictional character to begin with. After completing the mission, fading away is my destination."

Gallagher: "Mikhail, that old guy, didn't like loneliness, so he imagined a Clockie."

Gallagher: "Now that Clockie can't go down to accompany him, I, this old dog, will have to do it instead."

Stelle: "Don't, I haven't even had that drink you were toasting me with!"

Stelle: "If you're really gonna go, wait until you finish mixing my drink, okay?"

Gallagher: "Want that drink, Hello and Goodbye?"

Gallagher: "Fine, you'll have it."

Gallagher: "When the time comes, let's toast together to the imperfect tomorrow!"

Stelle: "Okay, to the imperfect tomorrow!!"

Stelle: "And also, to an imperfect life!"

....

『 The scene shifts, entering Acheron's memory.

[ It's warm here, isn't it? You're lucky to have found shelter from the rain, let alone fresh berries, in this desolate place. ]

Inside a cave, the bonfire flickered, reflecting the figures of Acheron and an old man.

At this moment, the old man looked at the bonfire and smiled at Acheron.

[ Just followed the scent of life. ]

[ In a place like this, this scent is especially distinct. ]

[ It's just a pity, it tastes a bit bland. ]

Acheron held a fresh berry in her hand, tasting it little by little, seriously.

[ Really? ]

[ You might not know, this fruit is quite juicy, the only problem is when you chew it in your mouth.... ]

[ ...It becomes extremely spicy. ]

The old man's expression was a bit complex.

[ ..... ]

Acheron was silent for a moment, then put down the fruit in her hand.

[ You...have lost your sense of taste? ]

The old man asked after a moment of pondering.

[ Some tastes can still be tasted....like a slight sweetness. ]

[ Before coming here, my last stop was Orkron. ]

[ There are also desolate cliffs there, and nights illuminated by bonfires. ]

[ It would snow purple-red in the sky, and when held in the mouth...it tasted like raspberries. ]

[ That taste wasn't sweet, but it was memorable. ]

[ Whenever I look back, I always find that the path connecting them… ]

[ isn't the big events, but rather these small yet unforgettable moments. ]

[ Don't worry about it. ]

[ The existence of gradually losing oneself.....is a reality every Self-Annihilator must face. ]

[ At least, I haven't completely lost my senses and memories. ]

Acheron's expression was very calm and very composed.

[ Then congratulations on adding a new footnote to your journey. ]

[ Speaking of which, are you alone? ]

The old man was a bit curious.

[ No, I had a companion in Orkron. ]

[ She was small, Nameless, and wanted to launch herself into IX.... ]

[ She always said she wanted to walk a path deeper and further than Akivili... ]

Acheron shook her head, discussing her former companion.

[ Not big, but with big ambitions...and the result? ]

The old man asked.

[ She....turned into a pool of stagnant water. ]

Acheron paused for a moment, then answered.

[ Heh...my condolences. ]

The old man sighed softly.

[ Sadness? ]

[ I don't think so. ]

[ That girl left with a smile, she never regretted her choice, and she must have hoped that I could say goodbye to her with a smile...… ]

[ I did exactly that. ] 』

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