Bizarre Honkai, a Wife-Chasing Crematorium

Need to eat? Rin's thought process couldn't keep up for a moment. Was it that she had already eaten, or that she didn't need to eat at all?

How could a person not need to eat...

Or was it... Beichen was actually the same kind of existence as an Impostor...?

Rin carefully raised her head and carefully observed Beichen's expression and facial features. In the end, she came to a conclusion—

perfect. Apart from those people on social media with beauty filters and heavy editing, Rin had never seen such a flawless face in real life.

Her skin was as flawless and fair as the first light of dawn. Her facial contours were distinct. Her vermilion eye shadow and deep purple pupils made her look like a phantom from a myth.

Whether she was beautiful enough to be evil, Rin didn't know. But being so beautiful, she probably wouldn't... have any designs on them, right?

Alright, this was obviously self-comforting. No matter for what reason, Rin didn't think that Beichen would adopt her and her sister for no reason.

There was no good in the world without a reason.

All the gifts bestowed by fate had already been marked with a price in secret.

Rin had a premonition that this price might be much heavier than she had imagined.

"Are you full?" Beichen asked. Before the two could answer, she stood up, "If you're full, then follow me. I'll take you to do something not so important."

Rin and Sakura looked at each other.

Sakura leaned her mouth to Rin's ear and whispered, "Rin, what do you think Sister Beichen is going to take us to do?"

Rin glanced at Beichen. After confirming that she was not looking here, she replied in a low voice, "I don't know, but looking at the direction we're going, Sister Beichen seems to be taking us back to the house where we slept last night..."

"Ah? Doesn't that mean we'll meet the Impostors again?"

"I think so."

"Should we tell Sister Beichen that there are actually two Impostors from the urban legend inside? Will she believe us?"

"Uh... I think Sister Beichen probably knows. If she hadn't turned the lights on and off at the right time to remind me last night, we would probably have been killed."

"Huh? Then why did she still..."

Sakura was a little puzzled. Since she knew there was danger in the house, why did she still go? She no longer wanted to face those two strange-looking stepparents.

But right now, the two of them had no room to resist. In order to survive, they could only be obedient.

Just like being adopted by that couple who had turned into Impostors, in this modern society, as underage children, they had no right to choose.

Soon, the three of them arrived downstairs of the house. Sakura and Rin hid behind Beichen. The tall iron gate blocked the road to the villa's main house.

There was a password lock next to the iron gate.

"Do you know the password?" Beichen asked.

Rin shook her head and quickly replied, "I don't know."

The next second, a cherry-pink blade light gushed out and flashed in front of them for half a moment. Along with the sound of the blade cutting through the air, was the sound of the half-iron gate falling with a crash.

"Follow me," Beichen walked in front, her right hand on Sakura Blizzard at her waist.

Rin and Sakura widened their eyes, looking at the iron gate that had been reduced to fragments on the ground in disbelief.

"This... Rin, am I seeing things? The door was... cut into glass fragments with one slash?" Sakura blinked her eyes repeatedly. After confirming that the fragments on the ground were from the iron gate, she asked her sister in disbelief.

The corners of Rin's mouth twitched. It seemed that she had underestimated Beichen's combat power.

This kind of scene, she had only seen in movies. The protagonist would slash forward, and the solid object in front of them would be torn to pieces.

But just now, she had clearly not even seen the blade being unsheathed. Or maybe the blade had already been unsheathed, but the speed was too fast for the naked eye to capture. Only the residual blade light faintly remained in the air.

Suddenly, Beichen in front of them stopped at the door, turned her head, and stared at the two of them, "Follow me."

The stunned Sakura and Rin came back to their senses and quickly ran to Beichen's side.

"Sister Beichen, in the house there is..."

"I know. Next, you don't have to do anything. Just watch and learn. This may be the only chance you have to learn. In the future, I will not draw my sword against ghosts again."

As her voice fell, Beichen clenched Sakura Blizzard with her right hand and placed her left hand on the door.

The moment the door was pushed open, the blade was unsheathed. A blood-red blade light, like a python swallowing a sparrow, lingered around the scabbard, exuding a strange and dilapidated aura.

"Sister... Beichen?"

Rin turned her head to look. Beichen's hair color had turned from purple to white. Her pale, waterfall-like hair danced in a mess.

The vermilion eye shadow began to twist, like a blade gouging into her eyeballs, dyeing her entire pair of eyes red, extremely strange.

Sakura Blizzard sensed the presence of the bizarre aura, and the blade instantly became vivid red.

On the mirror-like blade, ferocious and resentful eyeballs grew, scanning the surroundings. After a brief pause on Rin and Beichen's bodies, they finally stared at the couple standing at the door with a smile.

"Welcome home. Is this a guest? Please come in," the man greeted, making way.

"As you wish," Beichen replied, taking a step forward, half of her body entering the room.

"Sister Beichen, don't agree to it!" Rin reminded.

The next second, Beichen raised the cursed blade above her head, her eyes cold, looking down on the Impostor couple who only had one expression on their faces.

Gradually, the blood-red blade light condensed, and the Impostor couple's faces finally showed fear.

Human cognition made them understand that a blade was fatal to a human being. Being pierced through the heart or having one's neck cut would lead to death.

Although they would not strictly die, the rules made them disguise themselves as humans. They began to retreat, stretching out their hands to try to stop the cursed blade from falling.

Boom, crackle—!

The sound of the blade cutting through the air was covered by thunder. The male Impostor in front of them was split in two from top to bottom. Then, an electric current scurried through his body.

Its body began to swell, as if something had entered it.

Creak, creak... creak, creak...

All kinds of chewing sounds sounded in the entrance, clearly entering Sakura and Rin's ears.

The male Impostor fell to the ground motionless. Its swollen body began to shrink, its skin became shriveled, and the internal organs and blood in its body seemed to have been eaten by something, leaving only a shriveled human skin.

The eyeballs on the blade began to shake crazily. Crimson-Dyed Sakura felt satisfied, and after satisfaction, unsatisfied.

At the same time, Beichen's heart stopped beating. Her blood-red pupils contracted into a sharp point, and she stopped in her tracks.

She looked down. A faint blue rosemary flower had appeared on her red-stained arm at some point, but it withered and faded after a few seconds.

Beichen knew that this was a reminder from Irene. She could not continue.

The soul maintained by the nether lamp was precarious. If she killed another ghost, the pollution would break through the capacity of the nether lamp.

The nether lamp imprisoned not only the soul, but also the bizarre pollution transferred from killing ghosts.

Pollution would not disappear. Bizarre Things were immortal.

The so-called killing of ghosts was just transferring their essence to a cage that could imprison them, making them fall silent.

The cage was her soul.

"There's still one left. Who's next?"

Beichen turned around and handed out Crimson-Dyed Sakura.

The strange and mysterious cursed blade was so unreservedly displayed in front of the two of them.

When they saw the eerie eyeballs on the cursed blade, both of them subconsciously took half a step back.

"The story I told you is not false. There are many things in this world that are beyond your cognition. The Honkai beasts that trample on armies, the dead soldiers who are eroded and kill without rules, the Herrschers who can destroy cities and even continents... and, the immortal, strictly rule-abiding ghosts, of which Impostors are one. No matter what method is used, they cannot be completely killed. You can only run, and keep hiding..."

Beichen's voice was calm, simply narrating the tragic reality.

Immortal? How could such a thing exist in this world? And why would such an outrageous thing exist?

Rin bit her lip. This reality was hard for even her to accept. Her sister would probably find it even more fantastic.

But this was the reality.

"This blade 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. It's just a matter of time."

"Now, one of you must step forward and hold this blade. Otherwise, what awaits you is only the approach of death."

Beichen's voice did not fluctuate. The eyeballs on the Crimson-Dyed Sakura blade stared at the slightly trembling Rin. They were attracted by the bizarre aura.

"Can we... refuse?" Rin asked tentatively, "I am very grateful for Sister Beichen's help last night. Without you, Rin and my sister would probably have disappeared long ago. But we are still young. This kind of thing is too difficult for us..."

Even if there was only a one percent chance, Rin did not want to come into contact with the Bizarre again. She was not afraid of facing the Bizarre, but she was afraid of coming home one day.

Her sister Sakura was always smiling, her expression stiff. At night, when she was asleep, she would stand by her bed and stare at her strangely.

"I forgot to tell you that when an Impostor dies, it will be randomly reborn in the person who has agreed to its request. You are very lucky. I killed an Impostor, and it was not reborn in either of you. But it will be soon. This Impostor has only appeared for a short time, and not many people have agreed to its request. When the next host dies, it might be your turn."

"If you want to escape the fate of being reborn, you can only accept this blade. Before the day the price is paid, it will prevent you from becoming another existence."

"Die now, or die in the future, you choose."

The scene froze. The female Impostor behind them no longer disguised herself, but said loudly to the three of them, "Can you please continue to live?"

Suddenly, an incongruous feeling appeared in her mind.

The request was granted. The female Impostor smiled and took the initiative to walk in front of Beichen, as if she were provoking her, wanting the other party to end its life with one slash.

Beichen ignored it. It probably didn't understand the rules of the cursed blade.

The host of the cursed blade would become the one who was killed, not replaced.

Sakura: "But, there is only one blade."

Beichen: "So, reality only needs you. Your sister is different from you. She will not be replaced, but you will. If you want to live, you have no choice."

Sakura: "..."

Time passed minute by minute. The noon sun was particularly dazzling. It shone through the crack in the door and onto the several people.

In the entrance, there was only one human figure.

Sakura: "What will happen to me after this?"

"I don't know. Maybe like me, or maybe..." Beichen glanced at Rin, "walk a new path."

Stay in place and keep killing, or keep killing until a certain day in the future and then stop in place.

Sakura pursed her lips, clenched her pink fists, suddenly looked up, and strode in front of Beichen.

Her cyan eyes stared straight at the cursed blade in Beichen's hand, and her tone was firm, "I want to... live a little longer. I want to live."

With that, she stretched out her hand to take the cursed blade.

However, to her surprise, Beichen withdrew her hand and smiled lightly.

"The cursed blade does not allow two hosts. So, pick it up after I die."

"You don't need to be thorough when you take a step."

"Once you've decided, don't hesitate. You will encounter things more terrifying than death. If you reach a dead end and really can't hold on... then call his name. This will bring you more danger, but... hope always comes after despair spreads."

Her cold voice fell. Beichen flashed forward and unhesitatingly cut down the female Impostor in front of her.

When the female Impostor fell, the highlight in Beichen's eyes quickly dissipated. With a "thud," she fell to the ground, with no signs of life.

The bright red rose on her shoulder gradually withered.

A few seconds later, a rosemary flower replaced the position of the rose, and faint blue light points seeped into her skin...

At the same time, a strange voice appeared in Sakura's mind. A strange impulse made her want to make some reasonable requests to her living sister beside her.

"Sister?" Rin turned to look and found that Sakura's face was beginning to twist, showing a stiff smile very awkwardly.

This was clearly the Impostor adapting to the body.

"Sister, pick up the blade!" Rin saw Sakura's strangeness and shouted loudly, waking Sakura up from her confusion.

Sakura, who had briefly returned to her senses, quickly ran forward and picked up the cursed blade that had fallen on the ground.

Almost at the same time, Sakura's vision disappeared. She couldn't hear or see anything.

There was only endless nothingness.

She had lost all five senses.

This state did not last long. When she could see things clearly, she had come to a strange countryside.

Sakura ran among the crisscrossing paths. She ran for a long time but did not see a single person.

In the early morning, the mountains in the distance were continuous, and a thin mist enveloped the entrance of the village. The morning sun shone on the neat houses.

In the afternoon, the golden sunlight shone on the rice fields. A gentle breeze blew, and the rice waves rolled and swayed. The green bamboo forest swayed gently, glowing faintly.

In the evening, the sun set, and the magnificent red clouds fell on the livestock eating in the enclosures.

The huge village was empty.

But what about these livestock?

Sakura was puzzled. It was already late. She could only find a random house to stay in.

"Please forgive me... please forgive my rudeness."

Sakura clasped her hands together, bowed respectfully, and then lay on the bed, entering dreamland as the night was reborn.

Creak, creak... creak, creak...