Honkai Impact 3rd: I Am the Saviour

In an injured state, Van naturally was not a match for the six-core Herrscher.

After just a few rounds, Van was defeated by Sirin and collapsed on the ground, unable to get up.

Moreover, a few of the Feather Dust feathers in Van's hand were also seized by Sirin.

However, just when Sirin was about to strike and eliminate Van in one blow, she suddenly stopped. Immediately after, Sirin arrogantly declared that she would treat him as he treated her.

Then, toward Van, as well as Siegfried and Cecilia, who were rushing to the battlefield, she used Feather Dust.

However, due to Sirin's improper use, while Feather Dust was incorporating Van and the others into the illusion, it also wrapped herself into the illusion.

Seeing this, the people in the real world thought Sirin would once again suffer because of her own carelessness, but the next development defied their expectations.

Inside the illusion, the memory-lost Sirin transformed from that all-powerful six-core blowfish into a weak little girl who couldn't even truss a chicken.

And such a little girl naturally could not survive on the icy and snowy Siberian plateau.

Sure enough. As her body temperature rapidly dropped, Sirin eventually collapsed on the freezing snowfield.

In the final moments of consciousness, Sirin seemed to see her long-deceased mother coming to visit her.

Moreover, this time, her mother had come to take her away from Siberia to a faraway place.

Although Sirin knew that all this was just an illusion she was seeing before death, in the end, she still chose to hold her mother's hand and leave with her.

After all, for her to die in this way, wasn't that also a kind of release?

Seeing this, the emotions of the netizens were also mixed and complex.

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[If there was no Honkai, Sirin should have also been a girl being spoiled in the arms of her family, right?]

[Sigh~ Actually, it wasn't Sirin herself who wanted to become the Herrscher of the Void, it was the malice of the world that catalyzed her into it.]

[More precisely, it was Otto who made her become the Herrscher of the Void!]

[So, it's all Otto's fault!!!]

[But seriously, could it be that Sirin is going to exit the stage like this?]

[Relax, no way Sirin goes offline like this. Maybe she'll be rescued by a passerby... Wait what the heck!]

[Bushy, goddamn! Did I see that right?!]

[Yes, you didn't see wrong. The person who rescued Sirin was actually....]

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When Sirin woke up again, she had already gone from the cold snowfield to a warm room.

"Is this... have I already died and gone to heaven?"

Sirin blankly stared at the unfamiliar ceiling above her and subconsciously clutched the blanket covering her body.

The sound of firewood crackling came from not far away, quickly bringing her back to her senses.

Whether it was the dry clothes she had changed into, or the hard feel of the wooden bed beneath her... All told Sirin that this was not an illusion.

But in her memory, the last moment was clearly her holding her mother's hand walking into the hazy white light.

Just then, accompanied by the creaking sound of the wooden door suddenly opening, a waft of food aroma also floated in.

The sudden fragrance made Sirin instinctively twitch her nose.

Following Sirin's gaze, the camera suddenly moved to the other side.

Amidst a screen full of bullet comments, a silver-haired boy appeared on the screen.

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[AWW! It's actually the young version of Van!]

[Young Van is too cute!]

[Come, come, come, come to big sister's arms, let me give you a full body check-up!]

[WTF! What kind of dream-girl comment is that from upstairs?!]

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Since when Sirin was found, her body temperature had already dropped to a very dangerous level. So, aside from using the bonfire to help her regain warmth, the boy had also especially prepared dry clothes and fresh food for her.

Facing the kindness from a stranger, Sirin instinctively wanted to refuse.

After all, judging from the room's furnishings, the boy's family background wasn't well-off either. So that also meant the food in the boy's hands was very likely his own.

However, before Sirin could open her mouth, her stomach growled first. But precisely because of that stomach growl, it shortened the distance between the boy and the girl.

After the meal, the two sat by the fire and chatted idly.

From the boy's words, Sirin learned about his situation.

Just like herself, the boy also had no father or mother, and was all alone. No, more accurately, the boy's situation was even worse than hers.

Her reason for being alone was because she couldn't bear the cold eyes and ridicule from relatives she lived with.

But the boy before her had no choice at all.

Thinking of this, Sirin then truthfully told the boy her own circumstances.

After finishing her story, Sirin resignedly closed her eyes. Because usually after people heard her story, they would choose to let her leave the next morning.

On the harsh icy plateau, no one was willing to raise a girl with no strength to truss a chicken. Not to mention that this little girl had no blood relation to them.

However, to Sirin's surprise, the rejection she expected never came. Instead...

"I see. If you have nowhere to go, then why not just stay here for now."

The boy pondered and said, "Anyway, this house is more than enough for me alone. Whether there's one more person or one less doesn't make much difference..."

"You... sure?"

Sirin found it hard to believe. "I'm just an orphan with no father or mother... no one will come to take me away, and no one will pay you for saving me..."

Hearing this, the boy turned to look at Sirin and said with a serious face, "In my view, if saving someone comes with a purpose, then the nature of saving them changes. So, feel free to stay here..."

The boy's intense gaze made Sirin feel a little overwhelmed for a moment, and she couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "What the heck... Clearly just a little brat, yet saying such things."

But what Sirin didn't realize was, when she said that, the corners of her mouth had already lifted high.

Here, seeing Sirin fall silent, the boy continued, "Of course, considering that this isn't some rich household, if one day you really can't stand living here anymore, you can leave anytime."

"But before you go, let me know so I can help you pack your things..."

The words that followed, Sirin could no longer take in, because her mind was already filled with the boy's gentle voice.

After forcibly holding back the urge to cry, Sirin called out to the boy who had finished cleaning up the dishes and was about to leave.

"Um... I still don't know your name..."

"No, I want to know your name, because I feel it'd be troublesome if we live together and don't know each other's names..."

"I... I'm called Sirin..."

After saying it, Sirin instinctively turned her already flushed face away.

A moment later, the boy's gentle voice rang out from not far away.

"Sirin, what a lovely name~"

"Right, I'm called Van. You can just call me Big Brother."

To this, though Sirin said aloud that she would never call him Big Brother. In her heart, she had already sworn, she would carve the name "Van" into her heart forever.

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