I just wanted you to make a movie: You made a Honkai Star Rail movie

: She only allows herself one cake a day, yet she spent all her savings to let Stelle splurge!

: I love Firefly so much, I love her so much!

: Stelle, you're so rich, just treat Firefly to a big meal already!

: This makes me want to protect Firefly even more!

: Wuwuwu, Firefly-chan is the best…

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The image of Firefly in the eyes of the audience is that of a hardworking, simple, and kind-hearted young girl.

Sometimes, she stammers, unsure of how to speak. She feels distressed about spending too much money but will still pay without hesitation to repay Stelle's help.

It is this blend of small quirks and her genuine simplicity that makes Firefly's character feel real.

Together with her interactions with Stelle, it creates the impression of a youthful, sincere girl who values the people around her.

In the game, there are male and female protagonists; the core emotional thread remains the same—'caring.'

This emotional connection resonates with the audience, bringing smiles of fondness to their faces. A lovable, caring girl—who wouldn't like that?

Thus, under Firefly's lead, the two have fun together, their relationship growing naturally closer.

From time to time, Firefly shares little things about herself. Yet, whenever she speaks of herself, she describes herself as an ordinary person who loves Penacony because this place doesn't reject ordinary people like her.

Though her words are brief, they evoke a sense of heartache in many fans.

...

: My dear Firefly baby must have had a tough past.

: Wuwuwu, so pure and lovely, such a kind and ordinary person.

: The contrast with previous characters is so comforting—I absolutely adore her.

: She deserves an official 'good person' card.

...

At the amusement park, after playing wildly for a while, Firefly leaned on Stelle, looking a little shy.

Her face was flushed with joy, as was Stelle's.

At this moment, Firefly softly said, "Stelle, can you come a little closer?"

Without thinking much, Stelle moved closer.

"A bit closer... I want to ask you something." Firefly's voice dropped lower.

Stelle paused for a moment before stepping even closer.

Now, they were nearly touching, two cute girls staring into each other's eyes.

Seeing this ambiguous scene, the bullet comments were filled with excitement.

But just then, Firefly's expression shifted.

Her smile remained, but clarity returned to her eyes.

"You might have noticed, or maybe you haven't. But just now, I've been leading you on a detour, visiting various places because... Someone is following you!"

Her smile disappeared.

The barrage of affectionate comments abruptly vanished.

What kind of twist was this? It was nothing like what they expected!

On the screen, Stelle's pupils contracted as she instinctively wanted to look back.

"Don't turn around. I'm certain their target is you. They've been tailing us since we parted ways with Mr. Gallagher."

"I wondered if this person might be your friend, but my intuition tells me otherwise."

Firefly stared into Stelle's eyes, carefully describing the stalker.

"He's about 1.8 meters tall, give or take 2 centimeters, with a sturdy build..."

As she spoke, a familiar image surfaced in the audience's minds.

After Firefly finished, her expression suddenly turned alert.

"Ah, he's coming!" At her words, a figure with familiar blue hair and charming eyes appeared.

"Yo, isn't this my loyal customer—Stelle? What luck to bump into you here." Seeing Sampo, Stelle was stunned.

With a confused look, she asked, "Bro, how did you even get to Penacony?"

This unexpected development left the fans dumbfounded.

They thought a heartwarming, romantic scene was about to unfold!

In response to Stelle's question, Sampo laughed it off and smoothly changed the topic to Firefly.

"Hey, don't be so distant. March girl, don't you remember me? I helped you guys so much back in Belobog."

Frowning, Firefly replied, "...I'm Firefly, an artist of the Iris family."

"Oh, right, I knew something was off. What a big change." Sampo's peculiar demeanor aroused immediate suspicion.

...

: Wait, Sampo… are you serious?

: Firefly and March 7th don't even look alike!

: And how did this guy get here from Jarilo? Didn't they just go through a disaster there?

: Does Sampo have that much influence?

: Suspicious, very suspicious. Didn't this guy cross space last time too?

: Everyone, stay cautious. Don't trust Sampo—he might be a traitor.

: A traitor? Is that a card in Werewolf?

...

Sampo's identity had always been questionable, and now his odd remarks only added to the confusion.

But the audience, intrigued, continued watching.

From Sampo's appearance, the story took yet another turn.

It shifted from suspense, to the peaceful moments with Firefly, and now toward a more comedic tone.

It seemed that wherever the Masked Fools appeared, the plot would inevitably spiral into chaos.

With Sampo leading the way, the three decided to try an "adult game."

And this "adult game" was for Stelle to enter Sampo's Dream Bubble.

Once Stelle entered, the story took an explosive twist.

The screen depicted the familiar undercity of Belobog.

However, its inhabitants were replaced by various trash cans, each with unique names.

Stelle completed the trash cans' quests, earning their moral praise and gathering strength for a duel with the King of Trash Cans.

Finally, she reached the battlefield.

Standing there, ready for the showdown, both Stelle and the audience felt a complex mix of emotions.

I always feel like my spirit has been tainted by something.

Then, everyone witnessed one of the most abstract iconic scenes in the history of "Collapse Railway."

Stelle inexplicably suffered a violent explosion and fell from the bridge.

A large group of trash cans charged fearlessly past her.

And that so-called King of Trash Cans turned out to be a gigantic Sampo!

He laughed joyfully in the sky, casually throwing bombs from his hand, causing heavy losses to the trash can army.

For a moment, the valley was filled with fallen trash cans.

At this moment, Stelle felt a surge of grief and anger. Clenching her teeth, she let out a roar and charged toward Sampo.

With a heavy step, she leapt into the air, seemingly transforming into a supermassive gravitational force!

The two clashed, their fists full of power, slamming into each other.

Such an abstract scene left the audience dumbfounded.

Fortunately, in the shared dream, Firefly, who had been watching, couldn't bear it any longer and interrupted the dream.

"This is too ridiculous!" she exclaimed.

Exiting the dream bubble, Firefly said with a resigned tone, "Ah, what a pity. I wanted to see how you'd deal with the King of Trash Cans."

Sampo sighed in regret, "What a shame. You would've ended it with one punch, right?"

Crossing her arms, Stelle replied, "Hmph, no need to see it—I would've one-shot him."

In her heart, though, she harbored a bit of dissatisfaction at being deceived by Sampo.

"Such a meaningful dream, cut short by Miss Firefly's intervention," Sampo said with a smile, ignoring Stelle's glare.

"I was looking forward to seeing your reaction when you discovered the truth," he added.

"Your bizarre dream has a metaphor?" Stelle chuckled.

"A metaphor? No, it's more like a glimpse."

"The truth about sweet dreams—aren't you searching for it? Don't be swayed by pretty sights, my dear."

"Doesn't this dream bubble remind you of the current Penacony?"

"A group of schemers hides on this stage. None wants to step into the spotlight, so they push the poor little gray-haired one forward."

Sampo spread his hands, his smile widening. "If I must be clearer, beware of being deceived by alluring glimmers. If you fall for someone like that, I'll be disappointed."

After saying this, Sampo nodded at Stelle and left.

At some point, Firefly had slipped away without Stelle noticing.

"Look, is that girl still around? She claims to be a local of Penacony but doesn't know the insiders' routes at all.

"She's good at petty theft, though. Who exactly is she? Have you never doubted her, my dear?"

Sampo laughed heartily, bowing slightly to Stelle before turning and leaving. His piercing laughter pulled the audience back into the moment.

No matter how sweet the earlier scenes with Firefly were, or how abstract the dream bubble's memories felt, this was still Penacony!

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: My God! I'm stunned!

: I almost forgot how terrifying the start of Penacony was.

: Does this mean Firefly really is an illegal stowaway? She's been lying to us!?

: Ahhh, I can't take it—my heart is breaking.

: And Sampo—he led us in such a huge circle just to tell us this?

: Damn it, riddles again! My brain just got a massage from all the abstraction, and now there's no room for anything else!

: What exactly is Sampo's metaphor about?

: Lots of people hiding in the dark, unwilling to reveal themselves, so they pushed someone with a 'good guy' identity like Stelle into muddy waters?

: I'm shivering. None of the people who interacted with Stelle has revealed their true identity so far. So who's still lurking in the shadows?

: Mama mia, I'll never trust a single word in this episode again.

...

Sampo's words brought back the eerie atmosphere.

Especially the critical metaphors.

Standing in the spotlight, Stelle, seen from the audience's perspective—how many people were silently watching her from unseen angles?

Those who spoke heartfelt words or showed various attitudes toward her—who knows what they truly thought?

Knowing faces doesn't mean knowing hearts, that is the most terrifying unknown.

Just like that, Stelle, a bit frustrated, went to find Firefly for an explanation.

It wasn't so much about being deceived by Firefly but more about the sudden shift in the atmosphere.

Near a flowerbed, Stelle found Firefly.

The once-adorable girl now lowered her head guiltily, speaking softly, "…I'm sorry."

"I did hide some things from you," she continued.

"For example, I'm not a local. The hounds chasing me aren't without reason—there are other issues as well."

At this, Firefly raised her head, her voice growing firmer, "But I truly thank you for helping me!"

"My yearning to follow the Nameless is genuine. You've visited so many different worlds—I envy you."

"Sorry... I want to take you to another place, is that okay?" Firefly's words were sincere and touching.

Stelle was also moved.

But the audience had already gone wild.

...

: md, to think I trusted her so much! From now on, I will never trust anything said by any character appearing in Penacony!

: Oh my god, no way, my brain is about to explode.

: Is Firefly a good person or a wolf?

: Ahhh, I can't tell, I really can't tell!

: It looks so genuine—her happiness and sincerity while taking us around, it was all real, right?

: But to deceive us like this, how can we trust her words again?

: I can't take this anymore! They're all acting like riddlers. I thought we'd finally meet a pure, honest girl who wouldn't lie to us!

...

The naive audience.

Betrayed by this deception, their desires and feelings laid bare.

On the screen, this time, Firefly didn't say much more; she just tried her best to show her feelings.

On the way, Stelle and Firefly encountered a small incident.

Stelle spotted a cartoonish little figure: Clockie.

Clockie came seeking help and led Stelle and Firefly to a factory where the rain was falling.

Here, Acheron and Misha were indifferently surrounded by a group of people.

However, what was strange was... Clockie was still only visible to Stelle.

Firefly showed no reaction at all and was puzzled by Stelle's self-talk.

"…What are you talking about, Stelle?" Firefly asked curiously.

Stelle, hands on hips, said to Clockie, "Don't worry, my bat is already itching for action."

But Firefly thought Stelle was talking to her.

Her gentle, wide eyes glanced at the Penacony gang members, and she reflexively said, "But bats are so inefficient..."

"No! I mean, we can't solve the problem so violently..." Firefly hastily changed her wording in panic.

...

:Hahaha, Firefly is actually kind of cute.

:Her nerves are so big; she and Stelle are like two peas in a pod.

:You two really are a match made in heaven—one goes straight for the bat, and the other thinks the bat isn't efficient enough.

:Has Firefly been watching too many dramas?

:Come on, you're a delicate beauty! Aren't you the least bit afraid of these gang members?

...

Since the start of the story, Firefly has maintained her straightforward demeanor.

Even saying something like this only made fans feel a cute sense of contrast.

They didn't think much more of it.

After all, such a delicate girl, who was almost arrested by the bloodhound family, what self-defense abilities could she possibly have?

Instead, Misha and Clockie attracted most of the audience's attention.

They were waiting for these two mysterious characters to show their true colors.

But the small incident was resolved easily.

With Clockie's help, Stelle turned the gang leader's emotions into joy.

The leader laughed heartily, apologized to Acheron, and left with his underlings.

The audience was left wanting more.

They wanted to see more of these two characters' stories and analyze what Misha and Clockie were really about.

But just then, Acheron said something that sent chills down their spines.

"You changed that person's emotions? No ...It doesn't seem so simple."

Saying this, Acheron turned her head.

Although her gaze had no focus, it was clear she was looking in Misha and Clockie's direction.

"Huh, you can see me too?" Clockie looked up, asking happily.

"..."

"Regrettably, I can sense certain vague presences by your side, but I cannot communicate with them as you do." Acheron could sense Clockie's presence! But she couldn't speak with him!

This was the first time in the series

That a character other than Stelle had been able to sense these "illusory" beings!

...

: Acheron, this person... what's her deal?

: She feels both strange and powerful.

: That indifferent attitude, uninterested in anything, unable to remember things—does she act purely on instinct? Is that even possible?

: In wuxia novels, someone like her would be on the level of a sect leader or a hidden powerhouse.

: Hunt, Galaxy Ranger... but it seems she might still be some kind of Hunt follower.

...

Just as everyone was buzzing with speculation, Acheron spoke again.

"By the way, not long after we parted, I attended a ball. A lady in black invited me for a dance. It was my first time dancing, quite the... peculiar experience."

The ordinary line, but the subtitles beneath it were blood-red, making a familiar sense of dread return to the audience's minds.