{Should we… warn her? Give her pointers? Filter her mails? I mean, just look at some of what are already coming through…} {Bitch, please. Let her handle it. It builds character. I want her to feel the cringe! Suffering is shared!}
Edit: Onto the actual question.
Dear Herrschers old and new,
Do you get send to various missions after you... ahem, "retired," or do you just sort of enter a suspended animation/hibernation and get stored somewhere?
OR do you all just lounge around somewhere? if so, who's the mother hen?!
Okay, I have two questions, dunno which to ask, and figured why not both?
To Sirin, Queen of the Void, I ask of you: If you would ever celebrate Christmas, whether in the first Bubble Universe you lived in or Taylor's, is there anyone you would have ever sent a gift to out of kindness or genuine care for them? If so, what would you have sent them?
The only other question I have is for Bella, though. Do you ever eat lesser Honkai Beasts? If so, how do they taste?
My questions have been asked, I do not expect an answer to both, or either. I am mostly curious on both ends.
So, while I was being lazy, my muse suddenly went and decided to cook up a little Omake about Taylor having a different headmate.
If you were to ask anyone what superpowers they wanted, they would answer with the obvious answer, such as a generic powerful Blaster power, the classic Alexandria package, maybe a Shaker ability.
But powers don't just give you what you want, the powers you'd get depend on the conditions of the trigger event.
So, it made Taylor scratch her head, as while she wasn't unhappy with her powers, quite the opposite, she liked them quite a lot, it's just that, there are some extra aspects that she got from her trigger event, like a pair of snazzy pair of cat ears, and a fluffy long cat tail with a sharp spike at the end, she didn't expect these, to be her powers...
Taylor was currently in the bathroom to get cleaned, since her latest supply fun had been quite messy, which caused her hair, ears, and tail to get quite dirty, yet, her new instincts made her not want to take a shower, let alone a bath to scrub her hair, ears, and tail clean.
{Taylor-chan, I told you, water isn't the way to go! It's annoying to dry, and that's not even talking about the way the fur will stick to the skin, ugh.}
''Uhh, ok, you have any ideas or…?''
{As a matter of fact, yes! Gimme control for a while and I'll get your body clean right up!}
Taylor decided that since water apparently 'wasn't the way to go', she'll just let someone more experienced take control for a bit and show her the way, so she let her headmate take control while she took the 'passenger seat' of their mind.
When the control was handed over, her body straightened up a little, with her tail and ear twitching at the same time. Her normally brown eyes changed color as she blinked, her right eye became light green, while her left eye became blue.
''Yosh! Alright, cleaning time!~''
Taylor watched from the 'passenger seat' as her headmate started to clean her tail first… by bringing it up to her face and started licking it!
{W-w-what the hell are you doing!?}
Her headmate stopped mid lick.
''I am cleaning your body? It's how I used to do it back in the day you know?''
{I-isn't there another way!?}
''Well… yeah-''
Taylor was hopeful at that, because if 'this' is how she's ''supposed'' to clean herself, then she'll happily go a different route, because this is just sooo embarrassing-!
''-but that would mean having to get different cat to clean us…''
And her hopes were immediately crushed, dammit... Taylor guesses she'll just have to suck it up for now, while also silently cursing the little chubby cat on the sink, who she will swear is doing the cat equivalent of a giggle.
{N-no, I guess you can continue…}
''Alrighty then~!''
And then there was her ability to generate and manipulate ice, which came in handy quite a lot, considering how many times she runs into one of the gangs of the city.
Taylor was currently running in the middle of the night, a heavy sack of stolen money over head shoulder.
Why was she running? Because she didn't just steal a bunch of cash, noooo, she stole it from the damn literal Nazi's of the city, of several of which were chasing her right now.
Thankfully they had about as much luck catching her as they had trying to find out who kept stealing their money and supplies the numerous times she decided to steal from them.
{Come on Taylor-chan, you've almost lost them!}
''I know, just a little bit...''
As she finished her sentence, the concrete wall to her right just straight up burst open, with a massive wolf made of metal, Hookwolf, jumping at her from said newly formed hole.
Luckily she was able to react fast enough due to the fact that he was not being quiet in the slightest, as his metallic body wasn't exactly made for stealth, so her second pair of ears was able to catch his footsteps from behind the wall.
Crouching while forming a decently thick layer of ice beneath her for her to slide on, the chubby cat that always accompanied her on her trips, lept into the air with a 'Meow!' and flew above Hookwolf, while creating enough ice behind her to completely encase Hookwolf. She caught her little cat companion. She was so glad she got that little move finally down.
{Good job! I knew you could finally do it!}
''T-thanks, I was nervous I wouldn't be able to do it…''
{Well you did! Which means… you'll go and eat at a fancy restaurant, and order the best they have as a reward~!}
''Heh... alright.''
Soon after, she lost even the walking blender of a cape, and was finally at her little hide out, where she began to check over her goods she got from the Nazi's, before taking a bunch of cash, hiding her tail in her hoodie, wrapping it around her hips, and putting a hat on to cover her ears, and began to make her way to the nearest restaurant.
And she also had quite the luck, as whenever she was in a bad situation on one of her runs, Lady luck seemed to have her back a lot of the times.
Taylor was running, as she usually did nowadays. There was a slight difference this time however…
''I told you this was a bad idea!''
{I know! Just keep running for now Taylor-chan!}
And keep running she did, as she kinda didn't want to become lunch to the quite pissed off dragon, Lung.
She always knew stealing from him was never a good idea, and the few time's she did, she thankfully didn't catch his, nor his trusty teleporting bomber's attention. This time however, she ran into the Undersiders at the safe, and they agreed to split the goods fairly, they get half, she gets half. Things went downhill soon, as they had been caught, and were soon being chased, to which they split, and Lung decided to follow her!
Said dragon that was covered in flame was chasing her while flinging balls of fire at her constantly, to which she had to respond by throwing shards of ice behind her. And thankfully, while she was safely protected by her ice.
Lung however, by this point looked like a porcupine with all the ice shards sticking out of him, and he was slowing down too!
As she turned the corner, she saw Armsmaster on his bike in the distance, who briefly glanced at her, before setting his eyes on Lung who came over the corner, and simply went past her and headed to, most likely, fight Lung.
{Yes! You got away Taylor-chan!}
Her headmate sounded very relieved, and happy that their escape was once again successful, something that Taylor very much agreed with as she sighed in relief, and head back to her little safe space.
…
Tomorrow when she watched the news on a ''borrowed'' TV, it was announced that Lung had been arrested by Armsmaster, which made her headmate quite eager to go and steal from them again.
''Uhhh, how about no? At least for now, I had enough danger for the rest of the week…''
{Mhm, fair enough, we'll take a little break~}
Oh, and she forgot to introduce her meadmate, the same headmate that insisted on teaching her to be a little bundle of thievery (her exact words), and who she apparently had her powers from, Pardofelis, or simply Pardo, and her companion, Can the cat.
{Come on, we haven't had a good supply run in a whiiiiile.}
Taylor sighed at Pardo's words. And she wanted to, but the city had been rather unsafe for stealing for the moment.
''Sorry Pardo, but, uh, I don't think it's wise to go and steal anything right now…''
{...Yea, yea, I know, but I don't want you get rusty.}
''Mhm…''
''Meow~''
Taylor reached down to scratch Can behind her ears and chin, who leaned into the touch and started purring happily, making Taylor smile, Can may be a little shit at times, but she's a sweetheart otherwise, and Taylor can always trust Can to have her back alongside Pardo.
''...Say, Pardo, after all this blows over, we can go and steal some goodies from the Nazi's?''
{Oh! Good idea, they won't know what hit them, hehe~}
Taylor couldn't help but giggle at how quickly Pardo went from being gloomy to gleefully planning how to steal some goodies.
The only, and quite frankly not all that big of an issue, but it was still kinda weird. Was the same damn lady in a fedora that kept appearing every now and then, and somehow, always managed to pat her head, and Taylor will forever. to the end of her thievery days, deny that it feels good.
But, well, ignoring that little issue, Taylor couldn't be happier with the change her powers, Pardo, and Can brought into her life.
(While not explicitly stated as canon, it's heavily implied that due to the fact that Sakura's allergies are triggered by Pardo's hair and fur, which doesn't trigger allergies on it's own, it's usually the saliva from when a cat was cleaning itself, implying that Pardo cleans herself… the old fashioned cat way~)
there are some extra aspects that she got from her trigger event, like a pair of snazzy pair of cat ears, and a fluffy long cat tail with a sharp spike at the end, she didn't expect these, to be her powers...
Was the same damn lady in a fedora that kept appearing every now and then, and somehow, always managed to pat her head, and Taylor will forever. to the end of her thievery days, deny that it feels good.
Pet the cat. Stroke the ears. Scratch the chin. Brush the fur. Repeat until satisfaction or until the cat clawed you (because depending on the cat, they might liked it a lot or just hate you for it).
I still do want to question just how Pardo and Can got there though since they're not Herrscher(s). They're literal thieving cats. That said, if you were to tell me they somehow stole their spot of immaterial immortality through the Honkai Will... i'd believe you.
-had thrown my wallet at the screen before I even noticed what I was doing- ...DAMN IT! -proceed to switch it to cash instead-
Yes. Can the Cat is indeed a little shit at times, but when she's needed she flattens your trouble quite nicely.
Pet the cat. Stroke the ears. Scratch the chin. Brush the fur. Repeat until satisfaction or until the cat clawed you (because depending on the cat, they might like it a lot or just hate you for it).
I still do want to question just how Pardo and Can got there though, since they're not Herrscher(s). They're literal thieving cats. That said, if you were to tell me they somehow stole their spot of immaterial immortality through the Honkai Will... I'd believe you.
Is Pardo vindictive or dickish enough to purposely gave Taytay that sort of luck if she can? Lore and dialogues say that she won't, and chances are Pardo would actually try very hard not to let Taytay inherit that. I am a little worried about the price she'd set for that though...
I still do want to question just how Pardo and Can got there though since they're not Herrscher(s). They're literal thieving cats. That said, if you were to tell me they somehow stole their spot of immaterial immortality through the Honkai Will... i'd believe you.
Is Pardo vindictive or dickish enough to purposely gave Taytay that sort of luck if she can? Lore and dialogues say that she won't, and chances are Pardo would actually try very hard not to let Taytay inherit that. I am a little worried about the price she'd set for that though...
Naaaah, If Pardo could choose whether or not give it to Tay, she wouldn't, as it would be a dickish move as you said.
Thought if she did set a price, it'd be quite high...
Now, onto the questions, O' Rulers of Void... Now, has Taylor done something embarrassing when using her powers that she'll deny with her life? Huehuehue.
Also, how's our dear Queen guardian, guardian of the Queen, best dragon, Bella, doing?
The air was filled with the smell of festive delights, vibrating with the tunes of song, almost resembling some sort of cosmic harmony.
Taylor had not seen snow in any amount of quantity in her life, the coastal nature of Brockton making it not prone to snowfall of any significant kind. Indeed, her idea of a white Christmas was mostly based on cartoons, at least till now.
… Although that would imply that her idea of such had changed by what she saw now. It really did not.
"Need help Tay-chan?~" Rarely had Kiana sounded so delighted to tease her and Taylor couldn't even hold it against her. She would have probably done the same if the situation had been reversed.
Not that she could at the moment, any noise she would have made would be rather muffled by the sizeable chest her face was pressed into with a strength that somehow managed to make both her body hurt like it was caught under a steamroller and yet was utterly comforting in a way that she wasn't quite familiar with.
"Oh my~ Oh my~ You are such a cute girl! I love your eyes! You are so- Ow ow ow ow ow! Si-chan! Stop pulling my cute ear!"
"Stop molesting my little sister, you harlot elf!"
"If you wanted to be hugged too, you would only need to have asked! More than enough of me to hug two cuties!"
"Don't you fucking -UMPH!"
After a short struggle, both Sirin and Talyor had their head pressed into the chest for the next five minutes as the pink-haired individual continued to smother them with coos and praise. It felt strangely nice.
As soon as they were released, the flustered Sirin, in her youthful form, cursed and kicked at the pink-haired woman, who had the sly smile akin to that of a fay of old legends as she evaded the strikes with an unnatural grace. Beautiful beyond measure, the elf-like woman felt odd to her. Like sunshine and the fresh breeze through her hair, the laugh of loved ones, the sense of familiarity, the feeling of being adored for no other sake but your own. It was as -
*Snap*
Kiana had snapped her finger beside Taylor's ear, snapping her out of her adoration of the Herrscher before her.
"Yes, yes, she is quite lovely. El, mind keeping yourself a bit contained? Taytay here is quite love-starved, and you can cuddle her later."
"Yay!~ Thank you, K-Chan~"
"Why are you giving permission to cuddle me?! And I am not love-starved! What is this anyhow?! It isn't even Christmas! Who is she ?" Taylor finished her barrage of questions with a pointed finger outstretched towards the elf, shaking slightly.
The woman took an artful bow, lifting the hem of her rather skimpy Santa costume up even more, nearing the point of actual lewdness.
"Ah!~ Silly me~ I forgot the proper introduction~! My name is Elysia~ I am the Herrscher of Origin, Humanity, and LOVE!"
Elysia threw her hands up as she added the last one, wiggling her hand.
"She is the Herrscher of Origin, the rest are things made up by herself," Sirin noted with a near snear, though lacking any real heat, before explaining. "Well, Humanity is difficult because she is an empath, but it is also a designation of her allegiance. A Herrscher for humanity, as much as of humanity."
"Sirin-chan is so smart and well-spoken!~ As for what this is… well, you are correct in that linear time isn't a thing for the Sea and the Dream so there is never a Christmas, Eastern, or any other holiday. We don't even have days, strictly speaking. Sooooo~ I have decided to celebrate them anyhow. Just when we feel like it, just for fun."
"I-I see, I guess?"
"That, and people wanted to meet you! There are more than a few questions, and you need to dress up!"
"Wait, what ?!"
"Let´s go!"
"NO! HELP!"
"I can not believe you two!" Taylor, for probably the first time since her transformation, had the same kind of anxious self-awareness that drove her to be quite irritated with the snickering forms of Kiana and Sirin.
The Elf Woman had grabbed Taylor and promptly dragged her into a room full of dresses. It cost nearly half an hour to wrangle Elysia into giving her anything that covered more than 40% of her body, and she was still anxious because she could feel it.
Amongst the dancing, chatting crowd, she was the youngest. It was like she was a little kid amongst the world's leading celebrities, as awe-inspiring as it was terrifying.
Kiana laughed at her expression, a soft, melodic laugh, that caused her body to shift in the tight dress, while Sirin, still in her young form, was dressed in an outfit that invoked the image of a classical Victorian noble lady, snickered like a sewer goblin.
Taylor was just about to go off on them before Kiana´s eyes widen slightly, and before her sisters could ask, took off with a speed that was nothing short of inhumane.
It was, however, quite amusing to see her sprint like she was facing mortal danger… in a santa inspired, quite lurid cocktail dress.
"And here she goes, harassing her Girlfriend again." Sirin snorted before patting the confused Taylor on the arm. "Take it easy, сестрёнка. Only like… 20% of those present will try to eat you."
"Wait, where are you going?! Don't leave me!"
"Sorry, too many Hoes around here for my taste~."
"Wait, what?"
"Herrscher of Humanity, HoH, spoken as a normal word, it sounds likes hoes~ Ta ta~"
With a playfully mocking wave, Sirin blinked away, disappearing into motes of pink and gold.
Taylor stared at the empty space, before taking a deep breath. She closed her eyes. This was ridiculous. She was Abyss Flower, and social anxiety would not get the better of her!
She took a step forward and promptly felt like she went from the nicely heated Ballroom into the depths of a freezing tundra of the polar regions.
Ripping open her eyes, she couldn't help the word escaping her lips, her thoughts led down that path by the cold and the outfit the Man wore.
"Penguin."
A snow-white brow was raised in response.
The God of World Serpent, the Pseudo-Herrscher of the End, the strongest Human, Leader of the Flamechasers and Chimera were only a few of the titles Kevin Kaslana held, and it was apparent why he held such titles to Taylor, despite him sitting beside her at the bar, eying a steaming hot bowl of noodles, dressed in a tuxedo.
His aura reminded her of Sirin truly letting go, if more oppressive in a sense, more brutal and blunt. Sirin was like a panther, slicking around, playing with her prey with an almost sadistic delight and grace. Kevin was like a rhinoceros, impossibly physically overwhelming and ready to trample someone without mercy, but lacking grace.
Yet, what had her concerned was that this aura was tangible when he was seemingly at peace. She couldn't imagine it when he was angry or ready to fight. Taking a deep breath, she decided to speak up.
"So, Kaslana, Sir, you are related to Kiana, yes?" Her voice surprisingly didn't quiver too much.
"Kevin. Kaslana is a name I took up but do not particularly care for. You could say that I am her Ancestor, but to go into the details of our relationship would be as obtuse as it would be an exercise in futility. You are the new Herrscher of the Void, are you not?"
"Ah, Okay, Sir Kevin, I mean, Kevin,Sir. And yes, I suppose so. Though I am a more junior Herrscher in training? I am not even sure why I am here…"
"You are here because Elysia introduces every new Herrscher of this branch that the Will declares to the others."
"I-I see."
"They have told you of me, I assume."
"Ye-es, of Project Stigma."
"They mocked it, I presume?"
"Sirin did."
"I can not blame her. It was a horrible project."
"Then why do it?"
"Pragmatism. It was the most likely option to succeed, and while it would have been a vile victory, it would have been a victory. If they managed to stop me, they would be powerful enough to achieve a greater victory. Either way, I thought I would be done."
Taylor blinked at that, wondering how she could respond to that when she realized that the bowl that had just been full of steaming noodles was now empty. The man didn't even seem to have moved, far less went through the motion of opening his mouth, putting the food inside, chewing it, and then swallowing it.
S-Scary!
Luckily, she was saved from responding to the insanely awkward situation by the man that put her into it in the first place.
"Elysia asked me to explain this event to you. She is busy with organization and estimated that some of our similarities will make it easier. If you have any questions, ask them now."
Taylor swallowed, before grabbing her own drink, a mix of apple juice and a little honey that was surprisingly tasty. Taking a sip, she considered her situation, throwing a few questions around in her head, before deciding on the most direct one.
"What is this?" She gestured to the surrounding party, to the strange, black-golden, almost geometric shapes posing as a band as the guests danced merrily, standing together in groups and talking while being attended to by what she was pretty sure were fairies.
She had previously noticed that she was the youngest here, but now, standing a bit apart from the masses, she could see that most of them weren't precisely human. A good amount had some sort of feature that gave them almost mythological apparel. Horns of an Oni there, angelic wings, halos, animal features such as rabbit ears or cat tails over there. A few quirks were rarer than others, she could only see one woman that was dancing with a significantly shorter man that had seemingly no face, but a second look told her that it was a veil. A bit off the side, she spotted Sirin talking to something that looked like a puppet with a blindfold.
Taylor had not been to any proper party as a teenager, but she was fairly sure that this broke the weirdness scale significantly..
"Elysia celebrates various holidays of the different ages in an attempt to spread what she considers the virtue of humanity to other Herrschers." He paused, for just a second, seemingly trying to force a lot of information into that methodological speech pattern of his.
"She aims to spread a sense of camaraderie and, using her position as a Herrscher of Origin, she has created this palace for people to meet without seeking each other out specifically. She is also usually the one to introduce newcomers to the Branch. Be prepared to be asked many questions."
There was the term again. Herrscher of Origin.
"What does it mean to be a Herrscher of Origin ?"
"Among the Herrscher spectrum, Origin and Finality are two extremes. Origin is the soft left hand, while Finality is the hard right one. Soft Power compared to Hard Power."
"I see…. Wait, if this multiverse branch in its entirety is present, shouldn't there be more new Herrscher?"
He shook his head, "No. New Herrschers are few and between. After our world had succeeded, it mostly splintered the branch into newer ones, which usually don't attend these sorts of functions instead of their own."
This… made sense to Taylor. It wasn't untypical for any organization to branch out once it had stabilized. Sitting there, she tried to come up with other questions, but there was one thing she felt a need to ask, something that was creeping along her nerves like a cat ready to pounce if she wasn't careful.
Taking a deep breath once more, she formulated the question.
"I… I am aware that you once desired to be a hero, but why would a hero allow a project such as Stigma to proceed? I get the pragmatism aspect, but shouldn't a hero go beyond what is just possible, and seek to achieve the best end? I know I sound naive here, but…" She trailed off, unsure how to formulate the effect Kiana had.
Kevin, still as ice still, took a moment to respond, long enough for Taylor to worry. She was about to open her mouth to apologize for being rude, but he was faster than she was.
Eying her, he spoke five words." It was not a hero's path." Seeing her confusion, he continued.
"Herrscher of the Void, I see that my successor has imprinted on you. I do not deny what you said, but are you familiar with the feeling of horror?"
His question was genuine, simple, and upfront. So was her answer.
"Yes."
"Then imagine having lost everything to said horror, having to watch it consume the people you love, not just physically, but mentally. Fighting requires you to give up on many things you hold sacred and beloved. You are offered a choice. You may either end it all now, with a shallow victory, but a victory, or invest more and more, in the off chance that you may attain a better victory. Which choice would you take?"
"I...am… unsure."
"So was I. Pragmatism has its virtues, as does acting on Moral grounds. The best way forward, I found, was the one that used pragmatism to achieve moral goals. But this is not the way of a hero. The goals I sought to achieve were never chosen on moral grounds, but because I knew others cared for them. So, I can not say that I was ever a true Hero, but a hero of someone, perhaps. Even there, I am not sure. I advice you to think if you want to be either. Any other questions?"
After a few minutes in which Taylor tried to find one while processions, Kevin, either having recognized her expression or simply not caring at all, spoke up.
"If you don't have any more questions, I would recommend that you join the activities. Elysia would be disappointed if you solely spent your time with me. I would rather that not be the case." Surprisingly, he didn't sound bitter about that, or insulted, but at worst even, at best, she thought to hear slight amusement in his voice.
"Indeed, I would!~"
Before Taylor could react, she was grabbed from behind and pulled backward, directly into the arms of a certain pink-haired lady.
This began the biggest rush of life and excitement Taylor had experienced. The moment she entered the dancing fray, she felt possessed by the sheer energy Eylsia seemed to carry with her. She had not been a fan of classical music or anything of the like, yet, now, she couldn't help the childish innocent laughs escaping her lips as her feet flew across the reflective grounds, clicking and clacking with the rest of the hall, colors blurring around her, her heart beating faster and faster.
Elysia pulled her in, and with a swirl of her hand, she guided Taylor into giving a pirouette. Fully pulled along by the flow and her instincts, she let herself fall, and just as she somehow knew, the elf caught her with one arm around her lower back, her face close, the other hand closed around the forearm pointing away from the pink-haired woman.
There was a brief lull, not a break in the excitement, but just a teasing building of anticipation, like two cats playing waiting to see who made the first move, who dared to pounce first, to start the dance-
Elysia winked.
Taylor blinked.
Before the latter could act, the former shifted her posture slightly, before with a laugh that would have made Sirin proud, literally throwing Taylor back into the party.
"Have fun~!"
Taylor indeed had fun that night. She took to the dance floor with an energy she suspected was sourced from the cheerful Elf because she doubted herself capable of having it.
She even danced with a few people, although she only recognized one of them. Each had put their own unique twist on the dance. Wendy had her dancing literally through the air, another had taken their dance literally to the roof, while a third incorporated teleportation, the fourth using a metal construct for a more acrobatic take on the dance.
So, suffice it to say, Taylor had issues holding in the howls and yowls of excitement and joy, her heart beating fast, her mind racing, each new tune a seductive invitation to return to the frolic and revelry.
*Snap*
Taylor blinked at the sudden snapping noise beside her ear, and suddenly, the haze of the dance vanished from her mind, and she became aware of just how disheveled she looked. Her hair was wild, her clothing looser than before, tugged somewhat open as if she wanted to cool herself off, despite it being the only thing covering her.
"We sure we didn't get a bit of Ely mixed in? This is the first time I see someone getting actually drunk on the atmosphere."
"Nah, don't think it is an empath thing. Just her letting out the tiger for the first time and getting a bit overwhelmed."
The new Void Herrscher squeaked and squirmed under the gaze of her two sisters, blushing while trying to get her control back. Somebody petted her on her back, and she nearly jumped out of her skin at Elysia laughing her melodic laugh at her.
"She is certainly lovely enough to be one of mine~ Do you want me to hold up your hair, dear~? The Q&A starts soon!"
Taylor took the chance to focus on something other than the yearning hole in her soul to go back into the masses and forget herself.
"How will that work?"
Elysia gave her a slightly embarrassed chuckle, though the green-eyed Herrscher could tell it was only affixed, not genuine.
"Well, we have collected questions, but since you are very young, not many have heard of you. We still got some questions, but not too many. I think we are fine with Si-chan and Ki-chan taking the lead on this one, and you just follow their example."
This… sounded simple enough. Taylor gave a nod of agreement. She could do that.
It couldn´t be that difficult, could it?
The QA comes tomorrow or the day after! Have fun holidays you lot!
the latest chapter from CN claims that the Honkai are trying to befriend humanity but is ironically too toxic and powerful to do so, and uses Finality as a checkpoint save scum mechanic to reset the world back and try again.
the new chapter you put out is great. When will we have Bronya or Mei be introduced to the story proper?
Ah, that is gorgeous.
I can almost hear Kevin slowly processing being called a penguin.
Thank you for this chapter, it was an incredible pleasure to read. Honestly helped lift my mood.
Nice to see some happiness in her life and who better than Miss Pink Elf herself really hoped she enjoyed that because that might be the most fun she will get in a long while with the whole help Lisa take down Coil and QA plot. The Kevin part was fun you can feel his emotionless and I give up from the text
