Bizarre Honkai, a Wife-Chasing Crematorium

After waiting for a long time, the ghost bus finally drove to a place connected to reality.

But Rin remembered that this station was not a real station before, which meant that reality was gradually being polluted.

"Brother..."

"Sakura is in this sword."

Before Rin could ask, Li Mo showed Crimson-Dyed Sakura in front of her, "You knew about this, but you never told me. Sakura didn't disappear at all. She was locked in this sword, enduring endless loneliness and the torture of the bizarre."

"I... I'm sorry."

Rin lowered her head, her voice getting smaller and smaller. Gradually, she lost the courage to look at Li Mo.

"One day in reality corresponds to one year in the world of the cursed blade. In the three years she has been missing, she has lived alone in that world for thousands of years. She cannot die. The cursed blade maintains her life, but the pain and hunger will not disappear."

"I told you that I dreamed of Sakura. I think it was for some special reason that I entered the world of the cursed blade."

"She is in great pain. Her will is constantly being eroded and polluted. Before long, her spirit will completely collapse, and she will become a corpse, falling on a certain piece of land, without even a grave. As time goes on, her body will be decomposed, leaving only withered bones, buried in the sand of a long time. This is the inevitable ending for her without any help."

Li Mo calmly narrated Sakura's experience, without any lies mixed in his words.

Because it was not necessary.

Just by stating the facts, Rin could feel Sakura's torment.

Humans were social creatures. A few years of solitude could cause irreversible changes in a person's personality, living habits, and ideology.

And there were no recreational activities in the world of the cursed blade. A dead silent village, a silent forest, a world without people, only loneliness existed forever.

Staying in this environment for a few months, anyone would have mental problems. And Sakura had been there for thousands of years. The most fatal thing was that she had completely lost the concept of time, and did not even have a glimmer of hope.

The future was a loneliness that could be seen at a glance.

Li Mo believed that he, in the state of three deaths, could survive. After all, he could no longer feel the fun of the mortal world, his emotions were lost, and even expectations and hopes had disappeared with it.

But a complete living person, as well as one in one death or two deaths, would find it hard to bear.

"I'm sorry... I didn't know how to tell you the truth. My sister agreed to the Impostor's request and could only pick up the cursed blade. I didn't expect the consequences to be so serious. Sister Beichen said that my sister was training inside and would come back sooner or later, but the training was actually this..."

Rin was very depressed, which was within Li Mo's plan.

Li Mo walked to the front of the car, brought the driver to Rin, and said lightly, "I have a way to let Sakura return to reality, but I need something."

Rin was very smart. Seeing Li Mo staring at her, she asked back, "Me?"

Li Mo shook his head in denial, "Not you, but the you who can abandon worldly morality and human identity. Now tell me, to what extent can you go for your sister?"

"I want to save my sister. I can pay any price, as long as I can do it! Anything!" Rin shouted loudly.

All tragedies stemmed from the inability of the parties involved.

If she were a little more astute, a little stronger, the tragedy might still have happened, but it would not have been so painful.

"Then 'eat' him, absorb the life force from his body, and use the life force to offset the pollution borne by the cursed blade. You can do it. The rules of the bizarre don't need to be taught. You just need to let your body be dominated by instinct."

Li Mo threw the driver to the ground and used "Usurpation" to create a restraining instrument to lock his movements.

This driver was not yet dead. Of course, it was just that his body had not died. His soul had long since disappeared, and he had become a derivative of the ghost bus, a part of the rules of the ghost bus.

The original rules of the bizarre were holding on to his life, allowing him to retain a little human life force.

And life force was what Li Mo needed.

Back in Yae Village, Yae Sakura had relied on Crimson-Dyed Sakura to recklessly kill several ghosts, and the price was provided by the life force of these outsiders.

Using the life of a living person to offset the pollution, this was the rule of the Grief Seed.

But this was obviously incomplete, flawed.

Rin had maintained her self. The rule of the Grief Seed was to use the life of a living person to offset the pollution. If Rin lost her self, she would probably let the rule extend freely as she had seen before.

Once that happened, Li Mo would have to speed up his plan, and after eliminating all the Impostors, kill Rin.

"I won't wait too long. If you can't do it, just pretend I didn't say anything before. I will find a way. You don't need to bear the responsibility and pressure."

Li Mo's plain words made Rin, who was already feeling guilty, feel even worse.

What did he mean by not needing to bear the responsibility and pressure? She was clearly the closest family to Sakura! She was the closest person to her sister!

Li Mo did not turn his head. Feeling the surge of bizarre aura behind him, he slowly lowered his left hand. He had originally wanted to use some other things to stimulate Rin, but now it seemed unnecessary.

In this way, there would be no need for the so-called ritual.

Just push through it.

Two minutes later, the ghost bus let out a roar, even though the driver was already dead.

It was very normal. The driver was at best just a derivative. The main body of the ghost was still the bus, and it could still operate even without a driver.

"Get off."

Li Mo and Rin returned to the real station.

"Ugh!..."

Rin covered her mouth, her face twisted, and a feeling of nausea rolled in her stomach. This feeling... was as if she had swallowed all the slop from the sewer.

And Li Mo pulled out Crimson-Dyed Sakura, aimed it at the ghost bus, and rushed forward to cut it in two the moment the ghost bus started.

Before long, the ghost bus disappeared in front of them, completely swallowed into the world of the cursed blade.

"..."

Li Mo glanced coldly at Crimson-Dyed Sakura. The eyeball gradually swelled, and the blood vessels looked as if they were about to explode, ready to splash blood on Li Mo at any time.

"Purify the pollution on the blade. Sakura can't hold on anymore."

Hearing Li Mo's command, Rin dared not slack off in the slightest. She immediately transformed into a Grief Seed and used the life force she had just absorbed to offset the pollution.

However, that little life force was just a drop in the bucket. The eyeball was still swelling, but the speed had slowed down a little.

Rin bit her lip, her eyes fierce.

Ugly wrinkles and pigment spots grew on her face, her hair became dry and gray, and the bone structure of her body became more and more deformed, with a bent back.

If the absorbed life force was not enough, she would fill it with her own.

Li Mo watched everything coldly. This change was irreversible. Even if she replenished her life force later, the essence of Rin's life would still be this old and frail appearance.

At most, she could change her appearance by absorbing a large amount of life force, but her internal organs would not change.

Bizarre things were like this. Whether it was a person or a ghost, once they took the first step, they could never go back.

Power came with a price.

"Let's go. Get ready to find Beichen. Then I'll help you replenish some life force, just in case."

After confirming that the cursed blade was silent, Li Mo carried the aged Rin and walked towards the Fire Moth.

Beichen knew so much about ghosts and the Fire Moth, which meant that she herself was likely a member of the Fire Moth, and her status was not low.

According to the normal timeline of the original work, MEI was still in class at Chiba Academy at this time, and the Third Honkai Impact had not yet broken out.

But the world had been distorted, so the plot would naturally not proceed according to the script.

So he had to figure out if the head of the Fire Moth was MEI. If it was, then it would be much easier to talk.

If not, then he could use another extreme method to make the high-level officials of the Fire Moth his puppets.

The power of a ghost surpassed that of a human. It was not difficult to do this.

"..."

When passing by his home, Li Mo stopped.

The villa was brightly lit, and all the lights were on, as if to tell the passers-by.

The master is home.

Li Mo did not look up, but his "eyes" had already seen the dying Beichen under the lights.

"It seems that a lot of trouble has been saved."

Li Mo carried Rin and returned to his once familiar home.

Just as he pushed open the door, he saw Beichen sitting on the sofa with dim eyes, as if she had known that Li Mo would come back and had prepared her makeup in advance.

Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful the makeup was, it could not cover the rotten skin underneath.

Of the three people present, Rin looked the ugliest, but she was the most beautiful. The pollution had not been fully revealed on her, and it was waiting for time to ferment.

As for Li Mo and Beichen, they were both fierce ghosts who had one foot in the taboo. Their bodies were already riddled with holes and tattered.

"Li... Mo."

Seeing Li Mo come back, Beichen's eyes moved, and then she showed a helpless smile.

"You seem to have changed a lot, become... more and more unfamiliar."

Beichen reached out her hand in Li Mo's direction. Her powdered and beautiful arm trembled slightly, like a withered leaf swaying in the rain.

Li Mo stood there motionless, neither approaching nor responding.

"I won't change," Li Mo said calmly.

Unexpectedly, Beichen did not refute, but said with a heavier tone, "Everyone is changing. 'This time' is different from 'next time', and 'next time' is different from 'the time after next'. Only three people have never changed from beginning to end."

"Which three?"

"You, Irene, and..."

Beichen's gaze shifted slightly, and she looked at the white moonlight shining in from the window with a deep meaning.

"Tell me, why was K-423 able to be born into this world?" Beichen changed the subject and asked a question that was completely unrelated to the previous one.

Li Mo directly gave the answer from the original work, "Because Sirin's good will wanted to extend. Also, this is not something you should know. This will happen, but it will happen 50,000 years later."

Li Mo thought for a moment and added, "Irene told you. She travels through various time and space, so she can naturally witness the birth of K-423."

Beichen smiled and replied softly, "Wrong answer. But... perhaps in the original world, the answer was correct. She was the first Bizarre, but not the source."

"Who is the source? Is it me?"

"No, you are not the source of the Bizarre. I can be sure of this."

"Is that so? You know a lot more than I thought. But there is a loophole in what you just said, which is on 'the first Bizarre'," Li Mo's tone was very certain. "Before Kiana became Bizarre Kiana, Otto once gave me a Stigma named 'Type II'. That Stigma had the power of the Bizarre, which allowed me to tamper with the rules of the Cocoon of Finality."

The memories of that time... Li Mo had not forgotten a single bit.

Kiana would not be recognized by the Cocoon of Finality. This girl who had endured pain and constantly moved forward for a better world had sacrificed her teacher, been separated from her lover... if in the end she could only watch as her family and friends were all destroyed by the Honkai, and the reason was just because she had not been recognized by the Cocoon of Finality...

She shouldn't have to bear this kind of pain. Li Mo wouldn't let her bear this kind of pain.

"..."

Li Mo vaguely remembered how he had gone to the Cocoon of Finality in a battered state, with the Honkai erosion spreading to his internal organs————

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"Hello, my name is Li Mo."

The Cocoon of Finality did not respond. It was like a lofty god, never bowing its head to listen to the words of mortals.

Whether it was a request or a prayer.

The god only looked on with indifference, regardless of any suffering or sorrow.

Yes, it just acted according to its own rules, without emotions, and would almost never have emotions.

"Next, you have to choose a girl to be your new master. Her name is Kiana Kaslana..."

He spoke very slowly.

"She's a glutton, but she's lost her sense of taste. You need to restore it."

He bit his finger and let the black-red blood leave twisted words on the Cocoon of Finality. Every word he wrote polluted the rules of the Cocoon of Finality.

"She's lively and free-spirited. The moon's solitude isn't for her. Grant her boundless freedom."

"She has many companions around her. After I leave, there will still be companions with her. So when they face an opponent who has stolen your power, you must give them a certain amount of help, so that they have enough power to cross 'Icarus'."

The vermilion stigmata pattern became twisted and gradually faded, crookedly like a few coiled vipers overlapping.

He knelt on the ground, used the last bit of his strength to turn around, and sat with his back against the Cocoon of Finaly, so that his final posture would not be so ugly.

He took a final deep breath, but his lungs had already stopped working, like a drowning person on the verge of death, pitiful and painful, struggling but with no hope.

The flames behind him burned his flesh and blood. His withered internal organs stimulated his brain to let out a mournful cry.

Despite this, Kiana's innocent smile still remained in his scattered pupils.

They say that before a person dies, their life flashes before their eyes. He was no exception.

But he had not seen his whole life, but only that short and long seven-year journey of wandering.

The morning bird fluttering in the forest, holding a faint white mist, wet the girl's fair eyelashes.

The drizzling stream kneaded the starlight into the girl's bright and clear eyes.

Half a chicken leg was snatched away by the girl;

the teeth marks left on the back of his hand after losing a game;

walking side by side on a deserted park path late at night;

instinctively hiding in his arms and instinctively hugging when sleeping...