Chlorine Sodium's Arknights

Arknights of Chlorine Sodium by Kill Bill

"Synopsis: Due to the Gambler System, Chlorine Sodium must play the villain in various worlds to draw the hatred of the Child of the World, and must survive to earn points. The greater the hatred, the more points.

To achieve this, she must resort to any means necessary, deceiving and ambushing the protagonist comrades.

Upon seeing Frost Nova, who bore the protagonist's mark, she stood up with a snap.

She immediately exchanged for the strongest body, the Herrscher of the Void, and faced her new target with a beeeeeeer.

However, the "protagonist" she encountered this time had no protagonist symbol glowing above their head...

But it doesn't matter. Who do you think Chlorine Sodium is~

Many people might not know what it means to win 200,000 points with a blank character to become a God's Apostle with 8.78 million points.

We usually describe such people as.

Gamblers

"IKUZO FROSTNOVA! MAYO RAIBU YABURE RU!!" [Shouted]

As your sister, Frost Nova, you can't blame me for being despicable.

P.S. Want to raise a loli Yelena? I've put her in the book~ [Laughs]

Chapter 1: My Escape Route!!!

[Stop, A'Lu, the outside is full of Himekos.]

"What the hell?!"

[Cough, no, I mean, your next world's identity has already been purchased, and you can end it all.]

"Isn't that just a Plot Kill."

[Don't put it so harshly. Only by drawing full hatred and not dying do you get rewards.]

"Tsk, fine, then I guess I have to say my lines...

----Didn't expect this, Himeko! This is my escape route, hahahahahahaha!!!!"

Time rewinds to several hours earlier.

I have many names: Herrscher of the Void, Esdeath, Sheffield, Sephiroth... a lot of them, and all of them were villains.

However, I still like my current identity.

My name is Chlorine Sodium. I am currently playing the role of the Herrscher of the Void. My physical age is 19, my actual age is forgotten. I live in Imaginary Space, unmarried. Every day I must rehearse being a qualified villain. I don't smoke, and I only taste alcohol sparingly. Every day, around nine o'clock, I must quiet down and reflect on life. If it were before, I would immediately fall asleep after getting into bed, not carrying fatigue to the next day. Now I no longer need to sleep, so I naturally need to reflect on life to maintain my correctness. Doctors say I'm very normal.

I hate intense joy and profound despair. What I want is a peaceful life. Living my life like a plant is the best.

But heaven deems me special and has selected me to be the villain in various worlds.

As long as the hatred is drawn high enough and I can survive in the interlude, the points obtained will be greater.

This is no different from gambling, and I hate intense joy.

But this is the only way to survive, otherwise I will be eliminated by the protagonist. I can accept failure; all villains accept failure at the end of the story, but I cannot accept death.

To pursue my former life, to live like a plant, I choose to resolve all current problems.

It's easy to survive and win in conflict. But it also accumulates stress, which is foolish. I hate endless hatred, so I prefer to eliminate the roots and solve all problems at once.

Because of this, my points are very high.

Many people might not know what it means to win 200,000 points with a blank character to become a God's Apostle with 8.78 million points.

I just want to say.

Gambling, ah no, it should be.

----The right to become a god is now in my hands.

So, this is Schicksal's Valkyrie? Is this all? It's quite laughable.

The Queen's face was expressionless, majestic and solemn, as if she were a god looking down upon the world.

After all, her retreat route was already prepared, a new identity, a new world.

The current Queen was incredibly stable. I have to say, having a retreat makes one speak with confidence, exuding authority everywhere.

If you disregard the potato chips she was chewing and the half-finished cola next to her seat.

Sweetness helps to refresh the mind, although it's not good for maintaining majesty, the Honkai Beasts around her don't understand majesty; they only recognize their master through Honkai Energy.

Within her unobservable inner self, Chlorine Sodium had completed her final self-introduction. This was important because life requires a sense of ritual.

Thus, the goddess looked down upon the world, and the demon king sat on her throne, awaiting the challenger of fate to appear before her.

And those ignorant, self-important trash only deserve to collapse on the steps below the throne, barely surviving, exuding the atmosphere the King loved most.

Despair.

And her favorite ending.

Destruction.

The crumbling airship struggled in mid-air, countless artillery shells weakly fending off its pets, yet it was all meaningless.

So, this body really lives up to the points.

Immensely powerful, Honkai Energy could be squandered as if it were inexhaustible, and with a casual wave, vast swarms of monsters could be summoned to serve.

And the chest is big, which is good.

The eyes of a god, an apostle walking the earth, a queen crowned in the name of a god, sat on the throne of Imaginary Space, watching the scene projected before her.

The final moment had arrived.

The protagonist of this drama had already appeared.

The warrior named Himeko, Chlorine Sodium believed she had accumulated enough hatred.

By taking the body of the student the other party considered flesh and blood for her own use, and summoning the world-destroying Honkai to destroy the world, it was hard not to die from such hatred.

But these things wouldn't stump the Queen; these were the rewards she was about to obtain.

As the saying goes, one doesn't get rich without taking risks. If one had to do something stimulating, then do it to the best of one's ability.

Take the points to the next world, grow stronger and stronger, and finally achieve her goal.

I am so content; this is my life philosophy.

I don't want to dwell on winning or losing, because it only brings negative emotions and troublesome enemies, but if I must act, then I will not lose to anyone!

Now, let's have the final battle.

"Cough, cough, you thought you could escape?"

Unnoticeably, she pushed the cola and fries off the throne, letting them fall into the slightly opened Imaginary Space.

Flawless, incomparably majestic.

Hands behind her back, cold, arrogant, she intended to look down on the approaching challenger with her eyes, maximizing the hatred.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

She attacked, and in an instant, it was like mountains collapsing and seas overturning.

Fortunately, she had watched FZ many times; imitating Gilgamesh's attitude was quite simple.

Arrogant and utterly contemptuous, with the bearing of a king of kings, she was performing the role of a queen, and it was just right.

Although the apostle was immensely powerful, the red warrior poured everything into the scales of victory.

I have to say, you're stronger right now.

Those who pay to win can't beat those who pay with their lives. I'm outta here, outta here, outta here.

Seeing that her mission was complete, the villain would eventually disappear at the end of the story.

Villains don't die from talking too much; those are just the final words of those who are about to exit the stage.

The red warrior, using everything, finally defeated the god's apostle and injected the serum into the back of the apostle's neck. This was the only antidote that could make the villain occupying this body disappear and bring back her student.

Everything was over. The flames of war dispersed, and the mottled Imaginary Space was gradually collapsing due to the loss of its master.

However, no one expected that as the god was gradually being decomposed, and the body and the villain's soul were gradually separating, the golden eyes suddenly opened!

It was a smile no one had ever seen before—mocking, joyful, exhilarating... a laugh that even the strong winds during the fall couldn't cover.

"You didn't expect this, did you, Himeko! This is my escape route, hahahahahaha!!!!"

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Section 2 Chapter 2 [Winter]

Listen, that's the sound of points coming in.

I have to say, although Chlorine Sodium considered herself a peace-loving person, no one would dislike having more disposable assets.

Just like now, even though she was rapidly falling through the air as the Herrscher of the Void, she didn't forget to check her incoming points.

This wave was quite profitable, after all, she had accumulated maximum hatred and then made a clean getaway in the final battle.

Himeko's student's body was no longer useful. The original spiritual body was directly exchanged for a real physical form after acquiring points.

Freed from its host, K423, Chlorine Sodium maintained her original Herrscher form, but her current health value... was extremely low.

Surviving a fatal blow from a Plot Kill was already pushing it.

So... it's time for the next world.

Just as she was about to use Honkai Energy to tear open the void and travel to the next world, she suddenly realized something!

Although this was the only decision that consumed so much energy, she could feel the Honkai Energy within her rapidly depleting. But...

Why did the wings disappear?

"Why has my voice changed too?!"

Her original ethereal voice, tinged with a hint of wickedness, became increasingly monotonous, like the original Kiana's voice!

Could it be that she was transforming into K423's appearance?! That shouldn't be the case. She had simply used her Herrscher form. Her original body had long been abandoned by her soul. Why would a soul that had abandoned its shell still transform into the appearance of that white-haired idiot??

Looking at her hands, which were gradually shedding their Herrscher form, it seemed as if she had transformed from a Herrscher into a normal human being. Gone was the ethereal and eerie quality, replaced by the appearance of a girl next door.

"Neighbor girl is fine, neighbor girl. My main body's figure is also great, but that's not important for now, because the more important change is...

"Where are my breasts!?"

Kiana wasn't flat before!!

How could this happen?!

Could it be that too much energy was consumed during soul embodiment?

Chlorine Sodium has no other hobbies, and even only likes a peaceful life. The only hobby is a full and ample beauty. Are they going to take away even the thing I love the most!!

"No!!"

The villain let out a heart-rending roar, but it was useless. Her previously good figure was completely gone.

The vulgar amplitude had gone from one extreme to another.

From the extreme of lewdness to the kind of extreme that would get the FBI to kick down the door.

Perhaps the injuries received were very severe, and coupled with just gaining a physical form, the energy had to be condensed to support the massive consumption. This caused all the cool Herrscher effects to go offline, preventing the physical form from distorting into some other strange mode of existence.

The result was that she went from a goddess's size to... the scale of a certain former immortal master of hers.

However, points are still points, and her strength had not weakened. The place where her fair fingertips brushed against opened a void entrance. In a sense, the shrunken Herrscher fell in and left the world of Honkai.