Admil: I Should Write My Will

"Amo, I think I had a very long dream..."

"A very long dream?... What did you dream about? Was it a nightmare?"

"Nightmare... well, not exactly a nightmare... I dreamt I was in another world. In our world, there's a kind of disaster that arises along with civilization. The more advanced the civilization, the more terrifying the disaster. In my dream, you and I are both among those fighting against this disaster, but... I can't see the day the disaster ends..."

"... That's really terrifying."

"Hey, Amo, when you say something like that, even if you're just being perfunctory, please at least be a little more serious, okay?" The girl looked at the boy with narrowed eyes and said, "Look at your own expression, it's like you're saying, ' Disaster, this is nothing, don't make a fuss.'"

"... Really?" Shao touched her cheek. "Looks like I might need to learn some facial expression management from Teacher Feng..."

"I'm telling you about this dream very seriously," the girl pouted, somewhat disgruntled. "It wasn't despair, because it seems we can still fight back, but that war is endless, and we will take away the people around us again and again..."

Shao didn't speak; he just listened quietly as the girl recounted that dream, which seemed both too detailed and too long.

"You won't believe it, but in my dream, Teacher Feng stood in front of all humanity, protecting them. He was always steadfastly fighting against disasters, as if nothing could defeat him... He truly fought for humanity, the most steadfast and reliable warrior. But, Amo, listen to me, the Teacher Feng in my dream didn't care at all how many sacrifices we've made, or how much we'll have to pay now and in the future." The girl rambled on. "I know what he did was right, but I also felt it was wrong... Thankfully, it's all just a dream. Although both the Teacher Feng in my dream and the Teacher Feng in real life are scumbags, at least the Teacher Feng we know isn't the Teacher Feng in my dream."

"... I never imagined that Teacher Feng was so terrifying in your eyes." Shao crossed her arms, her tone unusually playful.

"Oh dear, isn't it all because Teacher Feng always has a poker face, yet he always manages to handle things perfectly? Dreams are reflections of reality. If he behaves like this, then it's quite embarrassing for me to think of him like this in my dreams, isn't it?" The girl put her hands behind her head, sat on the grass, leaned against a big tree, and looked up at the boundless blue sky.

Shao smiled slightly, leaned against the tree, took out a harmonica, and gently played a melodious tune. The girl closed her eyes. They were just learning; there was no need for them to struggle for the future of humanity, nor to face the possibility of parting from their comrades every day.

At this moment, here, what they are experiencing is nothing more than the daily life that every ordinary student would have.

"But... I should feel bored, so why... am I so attached to it?" the girl thought to herself. Perhaps, that dream had too much of an impact on her... Fortunately, it was just a dream after all, and because it was a dream, her memories of the scenes in the dream were becoming increasingly blurry.

There's no need to worry about it; it's just a dream. Look, isn't Amo right beside you? Look, isn't the world peaceful and tranquil like this?

That's enough, isn't it?

You and Amo will finish high school together, and then go to the university you promised each other. You will continue your story, spend a romantic yet ordinary college life, and stay together forever. You will walk down the aisle and have your own children. You can watch that shy boy who always overthinks grow into a father and watch him clumsily pick up his child.

You will grow old together, and in your old age, you will still be able to lean on each other, reminiscing about the ordinary moments you shared, watching the sunset and the sunrise together.

That's enough, isn't it?

But... this is enough.

Hmm... I'm getting sleepy again. Is playing the Amo a bit too soothing? Although the next class seems to be taught by Teacher Feng, he won't mind if I'm a little late. If he does mind, I can go find Teacher Lilith or Teacher Elysia, and he definitely won't mind.

That's all for now, I'll take a short... nap.

Before I transmigrated here, I often read other people's reviews of certain anime online. The protagonist would fight against the enemy faction's humans, and he couldn't win either in a fight or in a fight. Now it seems that's the case with me.

The actions of the Eighth Law, including Remiel 'Remiel self-justification, reminded Zhu Yufeng of another woman Su had once encountered. That woman, Su, seemed to have also elevated all of humanity to a spiritual world. When Su was observing this, she discovered him and almost caught up with him, eventually leading to Su finding the current world.

But none of this matters to Zhu Yufeng. Once he sets his sights on a target, no matter how nicely the other party speaks, it cannot change his will. Even if the Eighth Law's starting point is good, it cannot change the fact that she is now a threat to humanity.

The only thing that puzzled him was the difference between the Eighth Law Deity and the one from his previous life. Could it be that because he had transmigrated and repeatedly influenced fate, the power of fate's correction had also increased? Or perhaps, his interactions with others had increased humanity's power to a level sufficient to shake fate, thus increasing the intensity of the Honkai?

In any case, we still need to deal with Remiel first!

With that thought in mind, Zhu Yufeng locked onto Remiel with his golden spear and hurled it.

The spear pierced through Lu Zi's body, pinning her firmly to the wall behind her. He believed that he could now act as a mental Fusion Warrior and still have the power to fight the Eighth Lu Zi in the mental world.

The Setsuna his attack struck the Eighth Law, Zhu Yufeng sensed something was wrong. The Eighth Law had indeed been injured initially, but the damage he had inflicted was quickly restored by the Eighth Law. This feeling reminded him of another opponent with similar power.

The Finality.

"You... don't you love humanity?" The Eighth Law continued to question him, as if he were pinned to the wall by his spear. "This is their dream, this is the world they aspire to. Are you going to destroy everything? You... don't you love humanity?"

I do not love humans. They are greedy, they are ignorant, they are arrogant, they are cowardly...

But they are also frugal, wise, humble, and courageous...

Therefore, I don't dislike them.

I am willing to protect them because someone loves them deeply. She is willing to embrace the world, and I am willing to embrace her. It is also because my obsession lies in this. The people I love and cherish are also human beings, so I want to protect them and protect the future of humanity. That is all.

Even if I shatter their beautiful dreams.

This is Lucifer's answer, and it is the most arrogant answer imaginable.

It doesn't matter what kind of ideal world all living beings desire, nor what kind of wishes all people hold.

All the thoughts were just forming in Zhu Yufeng's mind. He did not answer Remiel because they were now enemies. He had to do his best to shoot down the angel who was "saving humanity".

"Man-made... collapse!"

Black wings unfurled behind him, and a knight's sword and shield burning with black flames appeared in his hands. The first and last Fallen Angel, the redeemer, swung his sword.

On the other side.

Seele, wielding a scythe, warily surveyed her surroundings. Was this... an orphanage? Had she been teleported to the entrance of an orphanage within a dream world by the Eighth Law?

"Sister Seele, aren't you supposed to have class tomorrow?" A little girl poked her head out from behind the door. "Didn't you say you were going to prepare a surprise for Teacher Feng and might be back a little late?"

seele. "?"

A surprise? What surprise? You're not talking about that moment when you subconsciously slapped that guy and the two of you almost bumped into each other, are you? Was this something your dream self planned?

Hmm... would that blockhead think about this in his dreams? Shouldn't he be thinking about how to Honkai the Honkai? Would he have time to think about this? Besides, according to Mobius, the main character of this dream should be Astaroth, but Astaroth is just a child, how could she think so much?

So, does that mean that the Eighth Law Master deliberately arranged for the dead wood to remain?

It's possible, but it's a pity. She really underestimated Lilith. If this trick worked, would Lilith still not have reached base?

"Wow, Seele's outfit is so cool!" A few more children popped up, their eyes shining as they looked at Seele's clothes and the scythe in her hand. "This scythe looks really powerful... I remember reading about it in a book, it's called... Kosipure?"

"It's cosplay. If you can't pronounce it correctly, don't embarrass yourself in front of Seele-neechan."

"Hmm... you've only read a few more books than me, what's with the smugness..."

Seele silently watched the noisy children before him. Without a doubt, he knew all of them, but Astaroth had never seen them before and couldn't possibly have any recollection of them. Given Pyastalote's blockheaded nature and his tendency to never remember names, he probably wouldn't remember what any of these children looked like either...

So, this is the memory of the Eighth Law that was collected by the Eighth Law?

But why didn't she notice anything?

She reached out and gently touched a child's head. It felt real, and... she didn't sense any trace of her own. It was more like... someone else's memory than her own.

I've entered someone else's memories? But isn't this Astaroth's dream? Why are there other people's memories here?

Moreover, it's too real... I had never noticed before that the feel of this dream world was so similar to the real world, almost identical. If it weren't for the fact that I could still use my power as Fusion Warrior, and my previous meeting with Deadwood, as well as my current attire and weapon, I would probably be confused.

Is this the power of the Eighth Law? Ha...

I once heard Mobius say that the Eighth Law can confuse dreams with reality. I am somewhat better off being an outsider, but those who are attacked without warning are unlikely to regain their senses immediately.

She lifted her hand from the child's head, and a blue butterfly flew out and into the depths of the orphanage. She would follow these memories to find their source.

She followed the butterfly and entered the orphanage.

She knew that the dead wood who was not in the same place as her was facing the Eighth Law. She believed that the dead wood would definitely not lose to the Eighth Law. Yes... that's right, she wanted to fight alongside him and Feng again, in human form, not in the form of the Black Abyss White Flower.

Once she finds the source of the memories, she can use her abilities to pinpoint the current location of the Eighth Law. All her current doubts are of little significance in defeating the Eighth Law, as she is not Expert in this area.

Outside the Dream Realm, at the Third Research Institute.

Admil looked solemnly at the girl lying in the treatment pod. The girl's expression was peaceful, and the instruments beside her testified that she was still alive.

Admil then looked at the Gray Serpent: "What about the other awakened Stigmata? Are they all like this?"

"That's right, even the first awakened one whose entire body was rapidly deteriorating seems to be trapped in the Eighth Law's dream. Strangely, we haven't found the medium through which the Eighth Law attacked them with meme weapons." Gray Serpent seemed somewhat puzzled as well. "In order to investigate personally and ensure that I obtained first-hand data, I cut off the connection with Gray Serpent's network after uploading my purpose information. I experienced everything they did and saw before they fell into a deep sleep, but... I wasn't attacked by her."

"If it weren't for the report that several Gray Serpent had also fallen into the Eighth Law's dream, I would also be wondering if you artificial cyborgs really dream?" Admil's expression softened slightly. "However, you don't need to investigate anymore. I should probably start writing my will. This time, I've really stirred up a huge mess..."

"No matter what you have done, Lord Yu Feng will remain understanding," Gray Serpent said. "Even if the world wants to execute you, it is not up to the world to decide."

"No, of course I believe in Feng, even more than a programmed creation like you." Admil shook his head and said, "However... I'm afraid I have to take responsibility for this Eighth Law incident. The path I chose has ultimately become an obstacle for humanity... How ironic..."

The Gray Serpent's eyes flashed red, and then he said, "Instead of blaming yourself here, you should make things clear first."

Admil looked at the Gray Serpent and said, word by word, "The Eighth Law is a calamity that I created with my own hands."