Star Rail: Single Draw Acheron at the Start

Star Rail, First Draw Acheron

Author: Lu Xiaobi

Synopsis:

(This is the second season. Readers following from the first season, please start from chapter 24.)

Caelus: I thought being picked up by a beautiful girl at the start was the peak of my life, but I didn't expect to pick up another beautiful girl. This is Acheron, she eats a lot and fights even more.

Acheron: Where is Penacony?

March 7th: Don't be fooled by those bad women!

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Chapter 1: The Birth of My Lord

The story begins in an inconspicuous corner of the universe. Amidst the vast and boundless galaxy, a small space station could only be called a drop in the ocean. It floated in orbit around a planet, its sole reason for existence being its owner's need for a warehouse.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Piercing alarms blared throughout the space station. The station's outer defense layer was riddled with countless holes, eroded by destructive forces. Monster soldiers clad in black armor were pouring into the station's interior through these breaches. Their exoskeletons were extensions of their weapons—blades, gun-swords, arrows—anything that could kill. The space station was inevitably facing a catastrophe.

The space station's researchers gaped in astonishment. Someone, no one knew who, was the first to react and sprinted towards the escape pods. Those who followed quickly formed a surging crowd.

Amidst this crowd, a mature woman with purple hair seemed out of place. While everyone else ran forward, she strode backward with long legs. The small braids behind her head swayed gently with her steps. If it weren't for this life-or-death situation, many would have gladly stopped to strike up a conversation with her.

The purple-haired woman was named Kafka, a Stellaron Hunter. The disaster at the space station was caused by her and her accomplice. Their mission was simple: follow a certain entity's script.

Kafka quickly traversed the long corridor to the core of the space station to meet her teammate. Her teammate was a girl who appeared underage, her figure not fully developed. Standing beside Kafka, she looked like a little sister, with no comparison between them. However, this seemingly diminutive girl was one of the top hackers in the galaxy; otherwise, she wouldn't have become Kafka's teammate.

The girl had silver hair tied into a ponytail behind her head. Due to her natural curls, her ponytail spun like a soft bread, making one want to take a bite. Her silver eyes held a shrewd glint. She wore a slightly short jacket, revealing her delicate midriff and navel. For her lower half, she wore black shorts, exposing most of her legs. A rectangular game console was attached to her right thigh.

"Silver Wolf, am I late?"

Kafka asked, her voice as soft as a stream flowing through the listener's heart, minimizing their wariness. If one met her gaze again, those with weak wills might immediately kneel and declare, "I am Kafka's dog!"

"No, you're just in time."

Silver Wolf glanced at Kafka and replied lazily. The mission was too simple for her; she was still feeling unmotivated. If the space station's owner were present, their intrusion would have been infinitely more difficult.

Snap!

With a snap of Silver Wolf's fingers, she and Kafka appeared together in a sealed room. This room had no entrances or exits and couldn't be infiltrated by ordinary physical means, yet they had easily appeared there.

"No matter how many times I see it, it's still amazing,"

Kafka said, looking at the golden sphere emitting light before her. However, she wasn't referring to the Stellaron itself; she had seen plenty of those. She was talking about Silver Wolf's abilities.

"Just modifying reality data, a small trick not worth mentioning,"

Silver Wolf mumbled as she popped a piece of bubble gum into her mouth.

Without further ado, Silver Wolf conjured a semi-transparent screen before her. She tapped it with her finger, opening a spatial portal. With another tap, she pulled a sleeping human from within space.

This person was a male, about 1.8 meters tall, with gray hair that swayed slightly with his breathing. He was in a deep sleep. The Stellaron Hunters' mission was to use this person as a vessel to implant the Stellaron before them.

This was an extremely dangerous act; no one in known cosmic history had ever accomplished it. Yet, Kafka easily grasped the golden sphere, slung an arm around the sleeping man, and pressed the Stellaron into his chest.

The fusion of the Stellaron and its vessel was unexpectedly simple, as if they were meant to be one. However, as the fusion progressed, an unexpected event occurred. The space station violently shook, as if a section had been damaged by Voidrangers. The Stellaron began to show signs of instability, and a black hole-like suction force appeared around it. Kafka quickly stabilized herself, preventing herself from being affected.

Silver Wolf, on the other hand, ran into trouble. She had just taken out her game console to check her character's growth, but before she could even turn on the screen, the console was sucked into the Stellaron under its gravitational pull, becoming part of the vessel.

In the quiet and suffocating atmosphere, Silver Wolf's expression turned to ( ).

"Little Silver Wolf? Didn't I tell you not to play with your game console during missions?"

Kafka turned around, calling Silver Wolf's name with unprecedented gentleness. Her expression had also changed significantly.

"I... I'm a victim too! That was my favorite game console, and it just disappeared with a snap! Give it back to me!"

Silver Wolf's guilt immediately put her in a subordinate position to Kafka. She found it difficult to maintain a strong stance. Seeing Kafka squinting and smiling, she immediately began to explain in a panic.

By this time, the vessel had fully absorbed the Stellaron and slowly opened his eyes. Perhaps influenced by the Stellaron, his eyes were golden, with a brilliant light gathered within, making them very beautiful.

Caelus's mind was a mess. He felt like he couldn't remember anything, yet strange memories flooded his mind—driving race cars, riding horses and fighting, battling in mechs, and fighting dragons with a greatsword longer than himself.

"Child, are you alright? Do you not remember anything?"

Kafka asked with concern, looking at Caelus. He was the most crucial part of the plan, and at this moment, she hoped Caelus had no other memories and would follow the script perfectly.

"Mom!"

Caelus looked at Kafka, hugged her slender waist, and shouted, then began to nuzzle her chest, which was softer than cotton, like a spoiled child.

Silver Wolf's expression turned to ( ) again. She knew things were spiraling out of control. Logically, when the Stellaron awakened, it should have been babbling incoherently, not calling out "Mom."

"Huh? I'm Mom, then who is she?"

Kafka's expression was slightly surprised. Her lips, painted with light pink lip gloss, parted slightly. Then, she pointed at Silver Wolf with her finger and asked.

"Auntie."

Caelus said with certainty. This made Silver Wolf start looking around for a wrench. This child was beyond saving; he needed to be reforged.

It was at this moment that the piercing alarm sounded again. Both Kafka and Silver Wolf knew this was because the theft of the Stellaron had alerted the space station's true owner. That person was likely about to take action.

"Caelus, listen to me, I have to leave here."

Kafka looked at Caelus and spoke, since he wanted to play a strange mother-son game, Kafka wouldn't refuse, but separating was still necessary.

"No, Mom!"

Caelus panicked when Kafka said she was going to leave. He grabbed Kafka's arm and wouldn't let go, but the young mother just smiled and shook her head.

"From now on, you will encounter many dangers and find yourself in terrible situations, but you will also encounter many wonderful things. You will have companions like family, embark on adventures you can't even imagine, and at the end of your journey, all the puzzles that trouble you will be solved."

"When you have the chance to make a choice, don't let yourself regret it."

After leaving these words, Kafka and Silver Wolf disappeared before Caelus's eyes. Caelus's mind was still in chaos. After watching them leave, his body involuntarily collapsed. The transfer field enveloped him and quickly sent him out of this sealed space.

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Chapter 2: Beautiful Girl Start

While unconscious, Caelus organized the strange knowledge in his mind. It contained everything, including basic common sense. It was as if he had played the protagonist in many different film sets, with so many identities that he could choose freely. In the end, he chose the identity of the Greatsword wielder, for no other reason than it was cool.

After Caelus decided to forge his path in the world with the identity of the Greatsword wielder, he opened his eyes and prepared to get up. However, at this moment, two strangers were already standing before him. One was a beautiful girl with pink hair, and the other was a young man with black hair.

"Who are you?" Caelus asked, confused.

"Huh? You're awake! We were just discussing who would give you CPR."

The pink-haired girl showed a heartwarming smile when she saw Caelus wake up. She had initially thought Caelus was half-dead and was preparing to offer assistance.

Caelus looked at the pink-haired girl's appearance: a pretty face, pink shoulder-length bob, and beautiful eyes with a mix of pink and blue. He suddenly felt like he had lost a hundred million. His body, which was about to get up, gradually became limp. He clutched his chest with his hand, a pained expression on his face.

"I'm suddenly a bit short of breath. I can barely breathe! If a beautiful pink-haired girl could give me CPR, I'd be up in an instant."

Caelus said with a breathless expression, almost explicitly requesting CPR from the pink-haired girl. This twisted behavior was learned from his aunt. Although he didn't know why, he felt that all the strange knowledge in his mind was given by his aunt.

"That's too fake, you're insulting my intelligence."

The pink-haired girl glared at Caelus and retorted. Although she could be a bit silly sometimes, if she fell for this, she might as well go home and sleep, and not save anyone.

"My name is March 7th, and this is Dan Heng. We're here to support the space station, with the goal of driving away those evil Voidrangers."

The pink-haired girl pointed to herself, then to the calm man beside her, briefly explaining their purpose at the space station, which was to be guardians on humanity's side.

"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. My name is Greatsword Honored."

Caelus said cheerfully. He didn't know why, but he felt very happy when interacting with pretty girls. He felt this was influenced by his beautiful mother and beautiful aunt.

"Who names their child like that? What kind of codename is that? Tell the truth, or we'll treat you as a Voidranger."

March 7th put her hands on her hips and glared at Caelus, annoyed. She felt that the guy in front of her either thought she was stupid, or he was stupid. In any case, he didn't look like a good person.

"My name is Caelus. Caelus from Kasugano." Caelus said honestly this time.

"And who is that?"

March 7th was full of question marks, but since Caelus had revealed his real name, she still recorded it. She could check the space station's missing person list later to see if there was anyone with that name.

Although Caelus looked like he had a screw loose, March 7th added him to her team and then walked towards a safe area. Their rescue team saved whoever they could. However, before leaving, she looked around, trying to find a weapon for Caelus to defend himself.

"Can you fight? See if there's anything here to defend yourself with," March 7th said.

"Is there a greatsword? I remember the scene where I rescued children with the Black Dragon Annihilation Blade. They all called me Greatsword Honored."

Caelus crossed his arms with a proud expression. The pride didn't seem fake, and March 7th actually believed his tall tale, feeling that the sword's name was indeed super cool.

"No, I use a bow, and he uses a spear."

March 7th looked around and found a sturdy-looking baseball bat, handing it to Caelus. Although this weapon seemed useless and not as good as a greatsword, Caelus still accepted it reluctantly. He already knew how to use it, thanks again to those strange memories.

Not long after the three of them entered the escape tunnel, several Voidrangers wielding dual swords appeared before them. Caelus glanced at them, hid behind March 7th, and started shouting.

"You dare to jump out and cause trouble, dual-wielders? If I had my greatsword now, I'd cleave you all."

Caelus's words were full of aggression. The Voidrangers looked at the weapons in their hands, and all their hatred was focused on him. A leader-class Voidranger pointed its hand, and a red cross mark appeared above Caelus's head.

"No, why did you provoke them?!"

March 7th exclaimed in exasperation. White light immediately appeared in her hands, and an invisible barrier enveloped Caelus, ensuring his safety.

"Thank you, Little March. I have no way to repay your life-saving grace. Today we will die together, and perhaps in the next life, we will be reborn as Mandarin ducks. Then I will repay you."

Caelus felt the barrier March 7th had cast on him, and immediately felt that this girl was kind-hearted and cared about him. He said emotionally.

"When did our relationship get so close? And I don't want to die here."

March 7th felt completely overwhelmed and couldn't help but continue to retort at Caelus. Originally, those few Voidrangers posed no threat, but after being told that, it felt like they were facing the ultimate boss.

Dan Heng was clearly the type who acted more than spoke. He had already rushed forward to engage in close combat with the Voidrangers. March 7th couldn't manage Caelus, so she could only wish him luck and use her bow to provide cover fire for the fighting Dan Heng.

The Voidranger that had marked Caelus was already charging at Caelus. It swung its left arm's blade towards Caelus's head. However, Caelus, with his rich combat experience, would not be hit by such an attack. He simply leaned back slightly to evade the blow and then swung the baseball bat in his hand upwards, striking the Voidranger's chin and making it stagger.

"This is a strike with the back of the bat. I don't kill."

Caelus maintained his composure, looking at the Voidranger in front of him with contempt. Despite his cryptic words, his combat power was quite decent. He could easily defeat a Voidranger one-on-one, but the number of Voidrangers invading the space station this time was about seven thousand.

Caelus saw a spatial vortex appear before him, and one by one, lively Voidrangers jumped out of it, numbering over thirty. He immediately put away the baseball bat and ran for it, completely abandoning March 7th and Dan Heng. If he didn't run, with the mark on his head, only he would die. If he ran, with the mark on his head, then only he would die.

Chapter 3: Found a Beautiful Girl

After running for a while, Caelus found himself in some dark corner he didn't know. It was eerily quiet. Caelus leaned against the wall to rest for a moment. Just as he was about to start running again, he heard light footsteps approaching.

Caelus warily watched the direction of the approaching footsteps. The light from around the corner had already cast a shadow, covered by something large and round. It looked abstract, but it had to be a woman.

Since he was going to die whether he poked his head out or not, Caelus decided to just jump out and face the person directly. The two met eyes, and the woman in front of him stopped.

This was a strange woman. Despite being inside the space station, she held a red paper umbrella in her left hand. The shadow he'd just seen was cast by the umbrella. In her other hand, she held a sheathed longsword. The sword was clearly longer than her height. Even though she was only holding the front half of the sword, she looked as if she had merged with it, inseparable.

Caelus's heart skipped a beat. Although the woman before him was a bit odd, she had a Greatsword!

The Greatsword Caelus had been searching for had appeared here. Both in length and design, the weapon in the woman's hand was exactly as he remembered it. A bold idea then popped into his mind – he had to find a way to get her.

Caelus was a man of principle; he didn't commit crimes. Therefore, the best way to obtain the Greatsword was to get the woman, and then the sword would be his.

"Hello, excuse me, is this Penacony?"

A purple eye fell upon Caelus, and the sword-wielding woman spoke in a flat tone. It seemed she was lost and was asking a local for directions.

"I don't think so. This is a space station."

Caelus met her gaze. She didn't have just one eye; her deep blue bangs covered her left eye. Generally, people who only used one eye were formidable, so Caelus answered her question very politely.

"My apologies, it seems I'm lost again."

The woman nodded, her expression slightly disappointed. This wasn't the first time she had gotten lost; her poor sense of direction had been with her for a long time.

"Quack! Don't leave me alone, I'm scared!"

Seeing the woman about to turn away, Caelus lunged forward, then dropped to his knees and slid a distance to the woman's large, bare, tattooed white leg, hugging it tightly.

"What's your name? Have we met somewhere before?"

The woman looked down at Caelus and asked. She didn't seem angry about him hugging her leg. Caelus felt it carefully; the leg was warm and soft. This woman wasn't a monster in disguise but a living, breathing person.

"My name is Caelus. We hit it off immediately. How about we travel together?"

"Alright. Pathstrider, Acheron... that's how they refer to me."

Acheron closed her eyes and thought for a moment. She had already sensed ill intentions approaching from the surroundings, so Caelus's feigned fear wasn't fabricated. She revealed her name, an ominous one.