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

: 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.

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The one being spoken about should refer to the Black Swan.

But why is dancing with the Black Swan marked with such a vivid red?

Why is such a thing wrapped in red subtitles?

Is there some deeper meaning behind this?

Is it a warning to beware of the Black Swan, or something else?

The familiar sense of riddles and mind-bending puzzles has returned to the storyline.

On the screen, after a brief conversation, Acheron bids farewell first.

As she leaves, she carefully chooses her words, indicating she doesn't want to disturb Stelle and Firefly's "date."

This leaves Firefly's face suddenly tense and flustered.

Then, Firefly takes Stelle and sneaks into an unfinished zone.

A place not yet completed.

They pass through layers of high-rise buildings, during which many actions subvert the audience's imagination.

On two tall buildings facing each other from a distance.

Stelle and Firefly, through some architectural editing, transform three-dimensional space into two dimensions.

This way, the two buildings stretch to form a bridge.

Such magnificent and surreal creations, something only achievable in Penacony's dream.

Amidst continuous surprises, the journey isn't dull.

When they finally reach the rooftop.

In the distance, soft morning light looked like it was sprinkled gently.

The night hasn't entirely faded, and the falling meteors in the sky are faint yet visible.

The scene where day and night meet leaves both Stelle and Firefly in a daze.

At this moment, soft singing suddenly surrounds them.

This majestic scenery and beautiful melody cause the audience, who are piecing together clues, to momentarily pause in awe.

"Have you heard this song? 'If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking.' A piece by that robin. With the festival approaching, her songs occasionally play even in dreams."

Firefly gazes at the distant dawn, her hair gently stirred by the breeze. "So beautiful. If only time could forever stay at this moment—truly befitting it's name— the golden hour."

"The fools from the tavern, the memokeeper from the Garden of Recollection, the Galaxy Rangers, the executives of the company, the nameless of the Astral Express... and me."

"Everyone sleeps here equally, without asking why, though we indeed harbor different purposes."

After softly finishing these words.

Firefly looks at Stelle and sincerely says, "I'm sorry, Stelle. I truly am a stowaway."

"I felt I should tell you." Saying this, Firefly walks to the rooftop railing, enjoying the view before her, and gently continues, "My homeland was destroyed long ago. Maybe by the Antimatter Legion, or perhaps the Swarm Disaster..."

"I'm an interstellar refugee, just like many locals of Penacony."

"Here, everyone has different purposes. For some, their dreams are indistinguishable from reality. But my dream—it's too strong; I can only rely on the dream world."

In this peaceful setting, the audience quietly watches the scene, waiting for Firefly to speak.

"I suffer from something called Entropy Disorder. People with this illness experience an irreversible, chronic disintegration of their physical structure."

"One gradually disappears, and this disappearance is almost imperceptible to others."

"Can you imagine? In this dream, I don't have to stay in a cold medical pod. I can freely feel, touch, and think."

"This world isn't real, but the experiences are no less genuine."

"Like this very moment."

Firefly turns her head, a gentle smile on her face, her eyes squinting with joy.

This smile dims the surrounding dawn and meteors before her.

The audience feels their hearts clench tightly.

Firefly moves closer to Stelle, looks up, and with an earnest smile, says, "The Watchmaker's legacy may be my goal, but we don't necessarily need to walk a path of confrontation."

"At least... I don't wish for that to happen."

Firefly's care almost overflows from the screen.

This girl has her secrets.

But at this moment, everyone would rather believe that her sincerity is genuine.

At least this truthfulness and heartfelt intention cannot be faked.

"Do you remember the question on the invitation? 'Why does life choose to slumber?'"

"Why do people choose to sleep? I think it's because they fear waking up from their dreams..."

After speaking, Firefly lowers her head.

For someone like her, everything in the dream is so precious and rare.

This is her answer.

Stelle, mouth slightly open, seems at a loss for words to comfort Firefly.

Instead, Firefly quickly recovers from her sorrow.

"Sorry, did I make the atmosphere too heavy? What should we do to lighten it up?" Firefly tries hard to think.

"How about taking a picture? The scenery here is so beautiful," Stelle suggests thoughtfully.

"Right! I've been here for so long and haven't left a single memento," Firefly's eyes light up.

Stelle takes out her phone, opens the camera app, switches to the front camera—all in one go.

Then, she stretches her arm out, holding the phone far enough to capture both of them in the frame.

"Wait a moment; let me get ready," Firefly says softly as she leans against Stelle.

At that moment, the screen goes black. Only the sound of their breathing remains.

"Alright, let's start!" Firefly says sweetly.

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

"Cheese!"

A click.

The black screen fades.

Stelle and Firefly smile at the camera. Behind them lies a radiant purple glow.

So pure. So beautiful.

...

: How beautiful. May time forever stay in this moment.

: They look so good together; it's like a picture-perfect scene.

: I'm crying, I support them!

: In Penacony, among all these riddlers, having someone so honest and willing to connect sincerely is such a rarity.

: Even if you lied to us, we still strongly support you!

: Fine, considering Firefly's honesty, I forgive her deception.

: Both pitiful and beautiful, I was lost in the feeling of seeing Firefly express her life's regrets.

: The background song is also so beautiful! I want to hear the full song right now.

...

This scene.

It's like a full stop.

Combining the previous interactions between Firefly and Stelle—betrayal and honesty, culminating in this climax.

The emotions of the audience were fully stirred.

From the bottom of their hearts, they could feel the beauty conveyed by this segment of the story.

Everyone was once again willing to believe in this beautiful girl.

...

: From now on, treat Stelle well, okay?

: Perhaps the Express can solve those challenges you're facing.

: If March 7th learned about Firefly's story, she would certainly lend a helping hand.

: But there's one lingering question: Which side does Firefly truly belong to?

: She knows the contents of the invitation but hasn't revealed any special abilities. She really seems just like an ordinary person.

: Maybe she's just a gold digger or something?

: So pitiful, boohoohoo.

...

Firefly's image kept flipping back and forth in the minds of the audience.

Everyone felt a surge of protectiveness.

Watching the barrage of comments, Xia Wen in the screening room couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of relief.

In the first episode, Firefly's personal arc took up a significant portion of the content.

But it was all worth it.

If Firefly hadn't been carefully portrayed, showing her beauty and earnestness and etching it into the audience's minds, then when this beauty was torn apart, the pain they'd feel wouldn't strike as deeply.

Hehehe. So delicious.

Even Xia Wen could hardly wait.

He scanned the screening room.

Everyone was immersed in the story, completely unaware that the upcoming pace would accelerate.

...

After the photo session ended, Stelle received messages from other members of the Express crew.

Everyone had found some strange things in different locations.

They needed to regroup immediately and return the shields to their original places.

Helpless, Stelle had to bid farewell to Firefly.

But for the final stretch of the journey, the two still stayed together.

When the two returned to the Golden Hour, they suddenly found that the once lively crowd had all disappeared.

The entire area was empty.

"Be careful," Firefly warned.

After searching for a while, they finally found the culprit.

"Sampo… So it was your doing. Where is everyone else?" Stelle asked angrily.

Sampo didn't immediately reply but instead looked at Firefly, shook his head, and sighed, "It seems you didn't take my words to heart. Are you really so captivated by this girl?"

"You're truly… too blind." Firefly frowned and leaned slightly forward, shielding Stelle behind her.

This move made the audience exclaim how "shippable" the two were.

However, Sampo was even more exasperated.

"My dear, I have to admit, you're sharper than Little Gray-hair."

"But even so, you're still behind the main group. At this point, haven't you realized yet?"

"The Family's secret, hidden behind this beautiful dream."

At this, Sampo turned his gaze to Stelle, covering his head as he said with frustration, "As for you, Little Gray-hair, you've let me down so much."

"The Trailblazer who saved Jarilo… Ah, just how much fluff has Sampo added to this story?"

"But believing his words is my own fault."

"I'm just… so disappointed in you all."

Sampo's face and voice, coupled with the lines he delivered, left the fans utterly shocked, their hair standing on end.

On-screen, after finishing his words, Sampo revealed a chilling grin.

He covered his face with his hand, the corner of his mouth curling up.

Red goldfish swam from all directions, closing in on them.

Firefly and Stelle's figures started to wobble, unable to stand steadily.

"Please, in a true dream. Take a little nap." Sampo approached, but his voice turned into a cute, clever female tone.

Bang! Bang! The two fell to the ground without any resistance.

A goldfish swam past Sampo, obscuring his figure. When he reappeared, he had already transformed into Sparkle's appearance.

When his true form was revealed, all the audience was stunned.

...

: Damn! That Sampo was fake!

: Everyone's been fooled! The Masked Fool's! I knew something wasn't right!

: And calling them "dear" repeatedly—Sampo's tone was off from the beginning.

: How naive I was, not picking up on all the hints earlier!!

: Damn it! Sparkle, you sly wolf in sheep's clothing!

: Stelle and Firefly don't even know this guy is fake, and they've been interacting with him for so long. Just thinking about that makes me shiver.

: So intense, so thrilling, I can't take it anymore! I'm joining Destruction! I want to become an Emanator! I don't want to think anymore! Kill, kill, kill!!

: Besides Firefly, I can't trust anyone now!

: Is Sparkle going to tie up Stelle and Firefly to threaten the express crew?

...

The crazy barrage of comments almost covered the screen.

But the twists and eeriness weren't over yet!

After Sparkle left, when Stelle opened her eyes again, she found herself in a messy room that looked like a hotel.

The background music chimed softly, like a music box, or the ticking of a clock.

The surroundings were filled with countless whispers.

Even more eerie, the whispers turned into distorted words, appearing in the air!

"So quiet, only the ticking of the clock."

Tick, tick…

"The door isn't locked. Mikhail, where are you?"

"I understand. So we're playing hide-and-seek, right?"

Even Stelle herself felt chills down her spine.

Let alone the audience, one by one, they felt their scalps tingle, yet they couldn't stop watching.

In the screening room, timid characters like Tingyun and March 7th were even visibly startled.

They covered their eyes with their hands, peeking through their fingers.