A Personal Perspective of the Thousand-Person Ruler
Author: Mu Fei Lian
Synopsis:
"I am the Ruler of Domination."
"There are thousands of me."
"Thousands of me with synchronized yet independently thinking minds."
"Thousands of me capable of infinite resurrection."
"This is clearly a bug-tier learning and growth system, right!?"
"...Wait, let me emphasize that it's a learning and growth system, not a clone-dating system!"
"What do you mean by an N-way split bride!?"
"I never even thought about such bizarre plays! I'm serious! So, you weird women, stop clinging to meee!!!"
Oranges
Chapter 1: Crystal Clear
"Anqi, you don't want to miss school tomorrow, do you?"
"We didn't borrow that much anyway. A young lady from abroad like you shouldn't care about a little bit!"
"That's right, make friends with us, it won't hurt."
"Hahaha!"
Harsh, abrasive tongue-clicking taunts echoed through the dark alley, carrying an uncomfortable, arrogant malice.
Anqi curled up in the corner of the alley, her long blonde hair stained with dust, looking somewhat dim. She tightly covered her head with both hands, her head splitting with pain.
So noisy!
My head hurts so much!
Weren't I just drinking celebratory wine? Where is this? And who are these people?
The petite, frail girl knitted her delicate brows, looking at the swaying figures in front of her with hazy eyes. Her complexion and petite lips were as pale as paper, and her slender, delicate body trembled slightly from the intense headache.
Yet these reactions failed to evoke any sympathy from the few people nearby.
Instead, a delinquent with dyed multicolored hair and clumsy, exaggerated makeup grabbed Anqi by the collar, pulled her head up, and cursed viciously:
"Speak, will you! Are you looking down on us, bitch!?"
"Let... go, it hurts!"
Anqi moved her pale lips, murmuring unconsciously.
"Bang!"
The vicious delinquent kicked out, sending the chaotic Anqi heavily onto the damp, dirty alley floor. She collapsed facedown, trembling, unable to rise.
Then Anqi was flipped over, and several people fumbled around her body, pulled out a wallet. After taking the cash, they slapped it onto Anqi's face with a smack.
"Bah! What kind of trash is this! Just this little bit of money?"
"I'll let you off today since I'm in a good mood. Remember to bring more money next time, or you know what the outcome will be. Right, classmate Anqi?"
"Hahaha!"
A group of brightly dressed girls laughed triumphantly, throwing their arms around each other's shoulders and walking out of the alley as if nothing had happened.
No one noticed that Anqi, lying on the ground with empty eyes, suddenly twitched her fingers.
Kill!
Humans are scum! Pests! The enemy!
Destroy, destroy, destroy, destroy, destroy!
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!
Anqi wobbled to her feet.
This body, every single part of it, made her feel unaccustomed.
There seemed to be a buzzing, roaring noise in her ears, yet she could clearly hear the bullies' mockery and heartbeats, while more distant car horns and other sounds drilled into her ears as if they were right beside her.
Too bizarre, too uncomfortable.
Yet these were only physical discomforts; what made Anqi feel even more out of control were the source-less roars echoing in her mind.
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!
That voice said so, and at the same time, intense emotions surged into her heart wave after wave, anger, hatred, and murderous intent rapidly covering up her reason.
Disgusting.
Wanting to vomit.
Moreover, messy memories churned and surged in her head like minced meat in a blender: one was a scientific researcher who had just clinched her life's first major project, and the other was a helpless high school girl who had lost all her family not long ago and suffered relentless school bullying.
Which one is even me?
Why must I experience these encounters?
So what do you plan to do?
Family, life, dignity, dreams... why must only I lose everything?!
Huh!??
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!
So answer my question... ugh... kill... kill, kill, kill, kill!
The two wills reached a consensus; who infected whom no longer mattered. Anqi merely raised her head, her purple eyes instantly dyed a pure, vivid red.
With a wobbling body and a swaying vision, Anqi didn't know how she approached the departing bullies, raised her hand, and rested it on one of their shoulders.
"Hey."
The advancing delinquent felt someone touch her shoulder and instinctively turned back, suddenly locking eyes with a pair of scarlet pupils.
"Unfamiliar memories appearing randomly in my head—anyway, you're all scum, right?"
Anqi hunched her body, tilting her head up slightly as the corners of her mouth parted and lifted uncontrollably.
A bizarre smile reflected in the eyes of this group of delinquent girls.
"Waa!!"
"Damn you! How dare you scare us!"
"You really don't want to live anymore, bitch!"
"Rip!"
An arm fell to the ground amid a chorus of overlapping curses, blood spraying against the wall and dripping from Anqi's drooping right fingertips.
A girl dazedly shook her arm, which was now reduced to a little stub, her expression turning from disbelief to ultimate terror.
"Ahhh!!"
"Splat!"
"Rip!"
"Swish!"
"Ahhh!!!"
Ten minutes later, a blood-drenched hand violently grabbed the corner of the alley wall.
Anqi leaned against the wall, panting as she stood at the entrance of the alley, a strong smell of blood emanating from her flesh-stained dress.
"Go... home..."
Anqi shook her head, her chaotic reason pointing the way to a fiercely familiar path.
Fortunately, the night was deep and this area was relatively quiet and uninhabited—or rather, one could say Anqi was very lucky, for no one saw this vengeful-spirit-like girl staggering out of a horror movie along the way.
Anqi successfully entered a dark two-story residence, collapsed at the entryway, and completely lost consciousness.
"Drip, drip, drip!"
Early the next morning, inside the bathroom, cold water showered down over Anqi.
The season was mid-autumn in August, and the Far East mornings were already somewhat biting. The house's water heater, however, was of a type that needed to be set in advance, and at this hour, there was only cold water.
Yet Anqi did not feel cold.
She stood beneath the cold water wearing her uniform skirt, motionlessly looking at her fair, tender hands. On them, until just a moment ago, dark brown blood clots had been congealed.
The flowing water washed away the bloodstains from her dress and body, flowing down her flawless legs onto the ground and transforming into wastewater channeled into the pipes.
Clean, no trace of scars left from handling experimental equipment.
You can tell she's very young.
Is this time travel?
Anqi frowned, remaining silently wordless.
A moment later, she took off the dress with its long-since congealed blood and carefully washed this not-yet-fully-grown, delicate body.
Tossing all the clothes into the washing machine at once, Anqi draped a loose white bathrobe over herself and collapsed into the living room sofa.
She frowned and stared at the living room before her, both familiar and unfamiliar.
"Am I still me—let's put aside philosophical questions like that. I am the enemy of humanity, the toller of civilization's funeral bell, the destroyer of the world—the Ruler of Domination."
Anqi's ethereal, cold voice echoed through the room, carrying a composed calm alongside a hint of numbness.
"Of all things, it has to be this kind of world?"
"Loving beautiful girls doesn't mean wanting to come to this world."
Anqi sighed wearily.
Unexplained knowledge seemed carved into Anqi's mind, clearly informing her of her current non-human identity. There was also other information she hadn't yet had time to sort out, roughly relating to the Herrscher Authority. In short, possessing such an iconic identity, combined with certain information from her other set of memories, naturally allowed her to determine the world she was in.
Anqi picked up the phone on the table. Swiping the screen, she entered Changkong City, searched, and the first result was a news report.
In March of this year, a global-shocking chain explosion disaster occurred in our Changkong City, displacing tens of millions of citizens and resulting in casualties far exceeding the New York mega-explosion of the last century. Recently, the statistical results of the specific casualties have been announced, and relevant search and rescue operations have also drawn to a close. Ministers of multiple relevant departments, including the Security Department, Fire Department, and Urban Construction Department, have resigned to take responsibility and will face comprehensive investigation and review. Herein, the Far East government once again warns all citizens that a large number of hidden risks remain uneliminated in Changkong City; unauthorized professionals are strictly advised not to enter the urban area of Changkong City...
Below the news were a series of pictures of high-ranking government officials bowing in apology, their standard ninety-degree angles demonstrating their deep study and research into traditional Far East arts. As expected of Far East officials.
Anqi's mouth twitched as she muttered with a complicated mood:
"Being in the world of Honkai Impact 3rd, I am the Ruler of Domination, and the time is August 2014. It has been less than half a year since the birth of the Third Herrscher, the destruction of Changkong City, and the Three Great Families entering St. Freya."
Having barely sorted out basic questions like "Who am I?", "Where am I?", and "What time is it now?", more doubts came swarming into her mind, such as "Why?" and "Who did this?", yet none of them had any answers.
The only certain thing was that this was a very dangerous world.
And the Ruler of Domination, also known as the Thousand-Person Ruler, a rabble, and so on, was ultimately the enemy of the protagonist group and a villainous character who would eventually be eliminated.
Thinking of this problem, Anqi touched her forehead with one hand, curled her long, slender legs, and gradually drew her small body into the sofa, uttering a crystal-clear and elegantly charming Chinese character pronunciation:
"Fuck!"
Chapter 2: Even Though They Are All Herself
"Glug, glug, glug!"
Anqi took a carton of milk from the refrigerator, stuck the straw in, and gulped it down noisily.
Clearly, she hadn't even eaten dinner yesterday, yet as the cold liquid poured into her stomach, it brought no discomfort whatsoever.
This youthful girl's body might seem petite and frail, but it was actually very strong, transcending humans from the inside out in every sense, or rather, she was no longer human at all.
Anqi closed the refrigerator, stroked her jade-white fingertips, and muttered thoughtfully:
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