Bizarre Honkai, a Wife-Chasing Crematorium

A cry without rules echoed in the deserted outskirts. It was more like a roar than a cry, venting all the hatred and anger in her heart.

Her fingers tightly clutched the lapel of the derivative Li Mo. Little Chiyo cried like a newborn baby, heart-wrenching, with tears and snot streaming down her face.

The derivative Li Mo did not understand. Its rule was triggered. It picked up little Chiyo and walked step by step towards the path they had come from.

It only had three rules in its body. As long as the rules were not triggered, it would not have any reaction.

The firelight in the courtyard gradually faded. Li Mo, walking on the street, became the only target of the ghost swarm.

The candlelight in the hands of the vendors emitted a faint blue light, illuminating pairs of green eyes, gradually approaching Li Mo.

In the distance, the cries of animals could be heard, strange and varied, with a rich variety of species.

At every corner, every corner, in front of every door, indistinct ghostly figures appeared. Their gazes were fixed on the derivative Li Mo and the little Chiyo on him.

But unlike before, the "spider webs" that maintained their rules were broken.

The Bizarre pistol could also easily suppress the ghost swarm, provided there was enough ammunition.

Every step the derivative Li Mo took, the footprints left behind would emit a rich blood mist, spreading rapidly.

When the ghosts came into contact with the blood mist, their bodies would crack, and there were no signs of recovery.

Leaving Yae Village, the derivative Li Mo came to the cave he remembered from when he came, and walked in without any hesitation.

A long darkness, filled with the raw, cold cave.

The breathing of the girl in his arms was very clear, and her heartbeat was like a drumbeat. However, there was only one kind of drumbeat.

The derivative Li Mo had no heartbeat.

Finally, the derivative Li Mo stopped in front of a grave, threw little Chiyo out of his arms, and turned to move quickly towards the bank of the golden stream.

It was going to complete the third rule: self-destruction.

"..."

Little Chiyo, who had been thrown to the ground, did not cry or make a fuss. She stood up stubbornly and quickly followed behind the derivative Li Mo, without a word.

At this time, she could not say anything like "take me with you."

Because...

she had not taken away her only living relative in the world.

Such a self no longer had the right to beg others to take her away.

But her grandmother had said to be persistent, no matter how many times she fell, she had to keep up with big brother's footsteps and never give up.

However, the Li Mo at this time was not himself. He had no emotions at all, and was mechanically executing the last rule like a walking corpse.

Ghosts and their derivatives were rigid and singular. After little Chiyo had followed him all the way, the derivative Li Mo did not run away or shake her off.

It only knew that the rule had not been triggered.

Its only command was to leave this place and find an uninhabited place to self-destruct.

Little Chiyo following behind prevented this rule from being triggered.

But the stamina of a ghost was incomparable to that of a living person, let alone the fact that little Chiyo was already exhausted.

Willpower did indeed affect the body's mobility to a large extent, but humans had their limits. Little Chiyo, whose stamina had been exhausted, fell into the mud.

The mud soaked her blood-red clothes, and her tender face was scratched with small cuts by the branches in the bamboo forest.

Her consciousness was hazy, her mouth was slightly pursed, and she kept chanting, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

She held the bizarre mirror tightly in both hands, because her grandmother had said to give this thing to Li Mo.

The rule was triggered. The derivative Li Mo realized that there were no more living people around.

Next was self-destruction.

But Li Mo had not specified the method of self-destruction. The derivative could only extract the scene of "self-destruction" from its memory.

"..."

"..."

The derivative Li Mo's pupils contracted, and his cloudy pupils gradually regained their ability to focus.

A flood of memories almost filled his mind.

"I am... Li Mo."

"Li Mo" looked around and murmured softly, "Outside Yae Village, so at this time... I, am about to die."

"Li Mo" nonchalantly stated his impending demise.

If Li Mo were still here, he would be shocked why the derivative had the ability to speak and think.

"The prophecy of the 'Bloody Newspaper' is correct. My memory has begun to become chaotic. I have forgotten the original appearance of many things, time, place, people, events, the general environment... All my memories are jumbled together, becoming unrecognizable. Even their names are all confused. I can't tell who they are, and I don't know what my name is."

"My emotions have begun to get out of control, sometimes indifferent, sometimes irritable. I was sent to an ordinary mental hospital. Here, there are normal people and mental patients, but none of them are willing to approach me. As time went on, my instincts began to become chaotic, and I became more and more out of control."

"I have lost all humanity and subjective emotions. Unlike in the past, my brain is now dull and slow, like a rigid, single program, strictly operating according to a twisted instinctual code."

"Everyone and everything in the world gradually revealed a plain and barren side, eventually disappearing from my sight. I could no longer see any color."

"I lost. I lost my humanity. That was my last trump card."

"The countless bizarre things in my body are about to burst out."

"Li Mo" sorted out his memories as he walked towards the end of the stream, where there was a grave.

His statement seemed not to be a memory related to Yae Village, but something much, much further away...

"The only way I can think of is to end the future and connect it to the past."

"But the price... is extremely high."

"Li Mo" came to the front of the grave and snapped his fingers. The soil outside the grave seemed to reverse in time, turning into a time node where the coffin had not been buried.

Only the coffin had become an ordinary black coffin.

"The rule of 'self-destruction'... I was really cautious at that time, using 'self-destruction' even on a derivative."

Immediately, "Li Mo" said to the black coffin, "I say, you will have the ability to silence the Bizarre."

"Li Mo" said softly, without even lifting his left hand.

This was not "Usurp," but "Wish."

The ability of "Wish" could only be fully used by the Bizarre mei...

Make a wish, and bear the same price.

As soon as he finished speaking, "Li Mo" knelt on the ground, his eyes lifeless, his body beginning to disintegrate like shattered glass.

However, just half a second later, "Li Mo" stood up again, but his body was still collapsing. The derivative could not restart. It was only because of some rules in its body that it was temporarily indestructible.

"Li Mo" carved a few words on the tombstone.

Then he jumped in without hesitation. It was pitch black inside, and the coffin lid automatically closed.

The rule of self-destruction was still being executed, and the rule was absolute.

When the coffin lid was completely sealed, "Li Mo" saw the bright moonlight shining in his eyes.

A trace of nostalgia appeared on his face. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said softly, "Keep moving forward, even if the future is still full of despair..."

"No matter what you encounter, please believe in MEI... although, you will soon feel her betrayal, even if it's just a lie."

"I once had an unrealistic fantasy, a fantasy that I could retain my memories and go back to the past. After seeing her, I would hold her tightly and sincerely tell her: thank you..."

"Perhaps she would find it strange, but this is the only thing I can do. Other than that, all that's left is—"

"To the me who has come here."

The coffin lid was completely sealed. The "Li Mo" inside fell completely silent. The life of a derivative was originally a continuation of rules. When the rules were silenced by the black coffin, the derivative was like a brain-dead living person, having lost its "life."

The final expression was regret, remorse, the relief after exhaustion, and the relief of being freed from a heavy burden.

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On the fourth floor of the main keep, Li Mo dragged his tired body and finally stepped into the residence of the Bizarre source of Yae Village.

Facing the Bizarre source directly was a very dangerous thing.

The Corrupted Kiana and the Bizarre Hua were examples.

Except for a few Bizarre sources whose rules were extremely difficult to trigger, the rules and abilities of any Bizarre source could easily kill a person.

What's more, his own life was like a candle in the wind.

Even if he just stayed here and did nothing, the pollution on his body would kill him in a few days.

There was no way out.

If he didn't do as the notebook stated, he would surely die in a few days from excessive pollution, mental breakdown, and finally fall into the Bizarre.

"Ugh..."

Li Mo's throat trembled, and he made a strange sound.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a huge cocoon hanging from the ceiling. Unlike the layers of spider webs during the day, this time Li Mo could clearly see the person inside.

But before Li Mo could communicate with it, the Grief Seed suddenly shot out a few spider webs.

But it was not an attack, just entangling Li Mo's waist and bringing him in front of the Grief Seed.

After seeing Li Mo's appearance, the person inside showed a look of astonishment.

"Brother... aren't you already... dead?"

"I am not the person you know," Li Mo replied faintly.

It seemed that the other party could communicate, and also knew his alternate version.

Immediately, Li Mo pointed to his waist, which had been a bloody mark, and said calmly, "But I am indeed about to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rin manipulated the Grief Seed to place Li Mo on the ground.

Only then did Li Mo see the full picture inside the Grief Seed.

A huge cocoon, filled with dense spider webs, and in the center was RIN from the previous civilization.

A single ponytail, a school uniform from the previous civilization, and the faintly visible wings of corrosion behind her.

But why?

Why could RIN live until now?

If she was relying on the power of the Bizarre, then on what basis could she maintain her sanity? Fifty thousand years was not short at all.

And...

Li Mo asked in a cold tone, "Did you create the festival and the ghostly appearance of Yae Village?"

"The people here were all normal living people before they died. You tampered with their memories and turned them into your derivatives, giving them some of the characteristics of real ghosts."

Li Mo's eyes were sharp. The RIN in the original work was a mischievous student. Later, in order not to leave her sister Sakura's side, she joined the logistics of the Fire Moth.

Then she was detected to have become the Twelfth Herrscher.

Due to fear and the "Discipline."

She was killed by the soldiers who broke in, triggering the prerequisite for the transformation of the Herrscher of Corrosion: death. In the end, she became the complete Herrscher of Corrosion, invaded the human database, and manipulated nuclear bombs to destroy the last few cities.

The original plot was for reference only. Li Mo knew that the direction of the world had deviated for a long time.

As for what he had just said, most of it was just speculation.

Why was the Bizarre pistol effective, but then suddenly lost its effect after a successful suppression?

After seeing the Grief Seed, the answer was clear, especially after seeing the Corrupted Kiana's arrival and tearing off the spider webs connecting the Grief Seed to the many ghosts extending from the main keep.

The Bizarre pistol could suppress the ghosts in Yae Village, but it would lose its effect against the Grief Seed, which had accumulated for fifty thousand years.

Faced with Li Mo's questioning, Rin lowered her head and was silent for a long time.

"Brother, have you seen my sister?"

Li Mo nodded, "I have. She saved me at night. She is only a teenager now."

Rin shook her head, her face sad, "That's not my sister. The blade in her hand is... my sister."

Li Mo was stunned. Was that blade the Sakura from the previous civilization?

Wait a minute...

Then, the one who knew my real name was not Yae Sakura, but SAKURA.

On the night she killed the ghost bear, Yae Sakura had called out her real name before she drew her sword.

And the other expression that Yae Sakura occasionally showed was not split personality or a second personality, but just Sakura temporarily occupying Yae Sakura's body.

But why didn't she just occupy it directly? How easy was it for a ghost to take over a person's body?

"..."

"I see. Then the various strange behaviors of Yae Sakura before have been explained. I just don't understand why she didn't directly take over Yae Sakura's body. I don't believe that Sakura, who has become a ghost, can't do it. She even devours ghosts, let alone a mere human."

Hearing Li Mo call out her sister's name, Rin smiled happily.

Although she didn't know why Li Mo denied that he was their familiar family member, at least it proved that the brother in front of her remembered them, but it seemed he had forgotten some things.

"Brother, have you forgotten? There is a price to pay for using Sakura Blizzard. When Senior Beichen gave it to you, didn't he emphasize it?"

"Sakura Blizzard can cut down anything, including ghosts, but the price is that you will become the same existence. In other words... if you kill a ghost with this blade, then your 'end game' must be to become its kind, a ghost with no emotions that only follows rules, without exception."

"You told us later that the principle is to transfer all the pollution from the other party's body to yourself, which is another kind of 'purification'."

Li Mo did not deny it. Since the other party believed he was the brother she remembered, he might as well go along with her.

Li Mo asked again, "But I see that both Sakura and Yae Sakura are fine. The price has not been paid."

Rin shook her head, "Brother, you have really changed... You never used to talk to me in this tone."

"Before, when brother talked to Rin, he would always pinch my face..."

"Is Rin's current appearance... so ugly that it disgusts you?"

Rin looked down at her miserable body, whose limbs had been dissolved into spider webs, ugly.

Li Mo was silent for a while. He quickly stepped forward and placed his hand on Rin's face. She had clearly absorbed so much vitality, but her face was icy cold, without any warmth.

He rubbed it back and forth.

Just as Li Mo thought it was enough and was about to continue asking, Rin suddenly said, "Hmph hmph~ Rin was lying to you. Actually, you never used to touch my face and talk to me at the same time."