The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"So...how did I do in this class?"

Warm and bright sunshine poured into the classroom through large pieces of glass. Mikael stood on the podium, rubbed his hands nervously, and asked questions to the students under the podium with a hint of sadness.

There was a moment of silence in the audience, and the young Valkyries looked at each other. They wondered why the general education teacher invited by the principal spent a whole class telling such a... strange story?

The concept of Honkai and the classification and naming of Honkaimon are obviously the same as those in the current world, but the specific names of people and places are completely inconsistent.

Fu Hua half-covered her mouth, a little hesitant. Her theoretical knowledge was undoubtedly very good. Because of this, she could tell that when it came to issues related to the concept of Honkai and the Herrscher, Mikael said Many of the things she taught were not without purpose, but this made her even more confused - if the purpose of this class was to let the Valkyries know more about these things, then just give the lecture directly. Why bother to make up a story?

And this story... is somewhat familiar...

She was certain that she had never experienced these things, but this story felt inexplicably familiar...

However, from her perspective, the story was full of errors.

For example, the description of the core of the Herrscher...

Also, if she remembered correctly, the First Herrscher he talked about fighting for mankind seemed to correspond to the First Herrscher Walter Joyce whom she had learned about in history class. (Wait, who is this!)

As for the city of Irkune, where the Second Herrscher was born, you can tell from the name that it is probably located in the Siberian wilderness, which also corresponds to the second collapse more than ten years ago. (There was a great collapse more than ten years ago?)

As for the place names such as Mu Dalu and Luluye, although these places cannot be found on the current map, the Pohnpei Island really exists in the South Pacific!

Is it a coincidence?

Or is he hinting at something...

Fu Hua felt a little messy.

She turned to look at Bronya on her right. She seemed to be very interested in the 680mm rail gun described by Mikael. She was already holding a scratch paper and starting to immerse herself in calculations...

Uh... Her hair and pupils are also silver-grey. She was born in Siberia, and the Vostok mentioned by Mikael should also be there based on her name. So are they related by blood?

Fu Hua suddenly had such doubts.

As for the plum on the left... (Eh? Mei? Mei? What does this syllable mean? Is it plum or Mei?)

Mei bit her index finger gently, probably thinking about what to add to her lunch lunch.

etc! Unmade bento!

Huh! Why do I feel the coexistence of resistance and expectation? Hua thought strangely.

Feeling Fu Hua's gaze, she was a little embarrassed, her face was a little red, and she couldn't help but turn to the other side.

On the other side was Kiana, who was sleeping soundly. Fu Hua saw Mei pile up the books on the table with half anger and half laughter, put them in front of Kiana, and helped the lightly snoring girl cover Mikai Your sight.

Fu Hua turned her gaze back to the podium. She was a little confused. These classmates...were strange, but also inexplicably familiar. But she always felt that something was missing, something was missing, the teacher in her heart, the classmates in her heart...

Mikael asked the question, but received no response for a long time. He scratched his head in embarrassment.

Seeing the teacher's appearance, she couldn't help but think: "Although he is a teacher, he doesn't look much older than us... He will probably feel very sad and aggrieved to be left out like this..."

As she thought this, she raised her hands unconsciously.

Seeing someone raising their hands, Mikael's eyes lit up.

"Uh... um, classmate Ahua raised his hand, so you can answer the question!"

"Ah!" Probably because he hadn't heard that title for a long time, Hua was stunned for a moment, and then uttered a short syllable. After hesitating for a moment, he still chose to stand up.

But her brows were furrowed and her eyes were looking away unnaturally, as if she was suppressing some extremely painful feelings.

And when she turned her gaze to Mikael, she already had a somewhat complicated look mixed with doubt, scrutiny, and sadness.

"Teacher Mikael, I think your story is very good."

After she answered briefly and concisely, she was about to sit down.

Mikael quickly waved to stop her and asked a very fatal question:

"What's so good about it?"

Hua's expression changed from stunned to confused, and finally showed a strange sense of shame.

"Well... I like the description of the tower very much. It seems that there was really such a group of people who struggled to survive... Teacher, I believe that if you write these stories into novels, you will definitely be a great success - The premise is that destiny allows the spread of knowledge about Honkai..."

The story clicked, and a smile briefly appeared on Mikael's face.

But unexpectedly, Hua's words did not end there. Instead, he changed the subject and began to complain: "But there is a serious problem with the structure and length of the story: why is there only one major issue about the collapse of Irkune City? It took very little pen and ink to describe, and the pen and ink used were not even as much as the plot of capturing...Vilwei, and the pen and ink used for the subsequent plot of Luluye was three times that of the collapse of Irkune City!"

Mikael pursed his lips, intending to retort, but said nothing.

Instead, his voice came inexplicably from Hua's mind:

[Those memories span fifty thousand years or even longer. Many places are like the photo at the end of the story. Only a vague outline can be seen.

Even - even their facial features, their voices, even their laughter... everything seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and except for the vague outline, it could no longer be clearly seen.

This is probably why I can’t help but want to tell all these stories...

I’m really scared, if one day I lose even these outlines, how will I find my original self at the end of time...]

Hua looked around blankly, unable to tell for a moment whether this was an auditory hallucination.

She didn't realize the problem at first. She just thought it was because she didn't have a good rest last night and continued to question:

"There are also some very strange things. As far as I know, the number of active Valkyries in the world is around 3,000 (what are Valkyries!). Even B-class Valkyries have power far beyond that of ordinary people. Moreover, we are also equipped with warships like Hyperion that are more advanced than Zhuhuo No. 1, but when we deal with large-scale collapse, our strength is still a little stretched. How can Zhuhuo Moth fight with a mere hundred troops? Where's the broken one?"

"Uh..." This stopped Mikael in his tracks. Hua saw his expression constantly changing, and finally stopped with a sigh.

A sigh of relief and helplessness.

He suddenly called out a number: "MSA-209?"

Hua's pupils lost focus in an instant, and her upper and lower lips opened a small gap in vain, then closed and opened again in vain.

"I'm sorry, teacher, what did you say just now?"

All the surrounding sounds became distant and diffused in an instant, retreating to the outside to form a closed loop surrounding Hua. Her eyes seemed to have lost all color, M-S-A-2-0-9, every letter and number taken apart individually was so familiar to her, but...

But when combined together and entered her mind, it became.

She felt that this string of codes should have a great connection with herself, but after searching through her memory, she could not find any trace at all.

But... I obviously can't remember... Why does my heart hurt so much...

Hua stooped slightly, holding the table with his left hand, holding a fist on his chest with his right hand, breathing heavily.

At that moment, something seemed to penetrate her heart.

But why isn't blood flowing out?

It was obviously painful, but why didn't the corners of my eyes even feel wet?

She could no longer support her whole body weight and fell to the ground...

etc! Why is it on the ground! Where is the desk!

She opened her eyelids just a slit, and could no longer see the bright sunshine, the tidy classroom, or the strange classmates.

The ground her body touched also began to change. It was still cold, but not as hard.

Clear and transparent, like water.

Her consciousness began to dissolve—melting rather than floating away, like an iceberg melting into the sea.

Then she began to fall at an extremely fast speed - it felt like falling, but in the opposite direction, from the center of the earth to the earth, then into the ocean, into the clouds, until she reached the endless pale desert on the moon... Then, she began to fall from the moon to the Earth.

Until she once again fell into the ocean... no, water.

Yes, it was indeed water. She felt as if her whole body was wrapped in some kind of liquid.

"Just now... was that a dream?"

"What a strange dream, people I know and people I don't know...it seems like it's the future..."

"How long have I been dreaming..."

"Wait! Mikael...Mikael is..."

At the last glance, she saw the silver-haired man stepping on the water and slowly walking towards him.

The deep voice has a long history, passing through the viscous liquid and gurgling bubbles and reaching Hua's ears, it is already a broken echo:

"Life is like a dream, and there are so many joys... splendor..."

"It's time to wake up..."

"A new era has arrived..."

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