You asked me to write healing, but I wrote Honkai Impact 3?

You were asked to write something healing, and you wrote Honkai Impact 3rd?!

Author: Bu Ru Shui Jiao

Synopsis:

After Su Nian transmigrated to a parallel world, she discovered she was participating in a live-streamed creative variety show.

Contestants create works based on prompts provided by the production team.

When the production team gave the prompt: [Regret]

Other contestants were writing about small romances, trivial life matters, or youth, focusing on emotional resonance.

Su Nian took a different path, bringing the audience a little bit of miHoYo-style shock.

She created "The Past's Paradise," telling the story of the Thirteen Heroes of Fire.

At first, the audience thought it was just an ordinary fictional story in a fantasy world, but the more they watched, the more wrong it felt...

An ordinary person who lost everything—friends, lovers, career—yet still carried the burden of saving the world.

"From now on, the stars will shine, because I have been here; from now on, flowers will bloom, because I have never left?"

May civilization continue like a spark, may this world be as glorious as gold—

Thirteen contradictory stories, thirteen people who turned their backs on their own destinies.

Netizens collectively exploded: "It's too sharp, it's too sharp, my heart can't take this injustice!"

The thirteen people from the program organizers collectively put up question marks: "What is going on???"

Prompt [Healing], she wrote the main storyline of Honkai Impact 3rd.

Prompt [Devotion], she wrote The Last Lesson.

Prompt [Growth], she wrote Eternal Flame.

The Thirteen Heroes of Fire.

Chapter 1, You want me to write? I can't!

Parallel world, Shenzhou, Sky Dome City.

The city center stadium, usually only visited by sports enthusiasts, was now packed with people. It wasn't because a popular female celebrity was holding a concert, but because it was the final stage of the New Youth Creation Competition, a heavyweight competition in Shenzhou.

The prestige was unquestionable; whoever took the crown here would become a future star of Shenzhou... or even shine across the entire world!

At this moment, the competition had finished its warm-up.

The viewing stands inside the venue were swarming, packed with people.

The lights suddenly went out completely.

The various live-stream rooms on the internet instantly "opened their gates," and countless viewers who hadn't managed to grab tickets to the venue rushed into the streams.

Behind the scenes, staff quickly adjusted the lighting, and spotlights shone in unison onto the center of the stage. Two people stood there; a white-haired young man in a crisp black suit stood straight, his smile radiant as he held a microphone and recited the opening remarks in a clear voice.

"Welcome to the final stage of the New Youth Creation Competition. I am the host for this year's competition, Kevin."

"This time, we are honored to invite these youths with infinite potential, and we hope they can bring you a wonderful performance."

"Contestants, may you shine like starlight and be as brilliant as gold."

"Next, let us welcome the judges to the stage."

The script was very short. Because he had been pushed into this role by a draw, Kevin chose to speak less, but the audience below didn't mind his brief opening remarks.

At this moment, the audience below was already clamoring, with cheers rising one after another, endless to the ear.

However, in the contestants' area behind the scenes, one person's expression was not quite right.

Su Nian looked around; it was bustling with excitement, yet she didn't know the reason, her eyes filled only with ignorance and bewilderment.

Suddenly, a surge of memories flooded her mind.

Only then did Su Nian understand one thing: she had transmigrated.

She had become a moderately successful amateur novelist in a parallel world.

She had a bit of fame in Shenzhou and had resolutely participated in this creative competition, which had been running for several years, fighting her way through the youth talent of all Shenzhou to reach this final stage of the top 64 to 32.

This competition was sponsored by the world-renowned superstar Eden.

If the script was good enough, it could even be adapted, with Eden starring in it, allowing one to reach the pinnacle of life directly.

But what made Su Nian's expression strange were these terms.

Shenzhou, Sky Dome City, white-haired Kevin, superstar Eden...

Why did it look more and more like the content of the game Honkai Impact 3rd she had played before?

It was ten, or even nine parts similar.

But this world didn't seem to have Honkai, and Kevin could still stand here as a host.

Although he was a bit shy in front of so many people and his tone sounded a bit cold, looking at that smile that resembled a Tuna, it was truly different from the ordinary person Kevin who bore the name of savior in her memory.

Which world bubble of the Sea of Quantum had she transmigrated into?

No, guessing these things now isn't very important; what matters is...

He doesn't know how to write anything!

Looking through the memories left behind by the original owner, he knows how to create, but Su Nian has retained his own way of thinking.

With different mindsets and different tastes, it is hard for Su Nian to understand what the original owner was actually thinking.

Even if the food is fed directly into his mouth, he cannot replicate the flavor of the dishes the original owner made.

What's even more fatal is that this Honkai world is extremely similar to his original world!

Those masterpieces, great works, even anime series, and famous novels all seem to exist here as well.

After receiving all this information, Su Nian was stunned.

How is he supposed to play this?

Should he just quit now?

Su Nian felt uneasy, but there was no time for him to think too much.

At the edge of the stage, three figures stood there.

Two men and one woman.

Just by looking at their silhouettes, Su Nian could tell who they were.

Familiar, they were just too familiar!

"Now, let us welcome our judges with the warmest applause."

Two of them stepped onto the stage first.

"From a European charitable organization, the former Schicksal Archbishop, His Excellency Otto, whose representative works include 'Ah, Kallen' and 'Ode to Kallen,' and who is the lead writer for the 'Kallen Fantasy' series."

The blonde, blue-eyed man appeared on stage, his smile gentle and refined.

"The animation storyboard artist and leader of the Anti-Entropy animation team, Mr. Welt Yang, who produced the 'Ararararararato' IP series."

The brown-haired man wearing glasses adjusted them.

The two took their seats first.

Listening to Kevin's introduction of them, Su Nian kept his mouth firmly curled upward, smiling awkwardly.

The dissonance...

It was just too dissonant!

Yet he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

But since even Otto was here acting as a judge, perhaps Honkai really didn't exist here?

The last woman to appear had barely stepped onto the stage before she drew screams from the audience.

The auditorium erupted once again.

Every single person present was her fan!

However, simply calling them "fans" wasn't enough to express their enthusiasm.

After all, as one of the judges... she was a world-class superstar, renowned for countless accolades.

Her achievements in art alone were enough to represent this era!

"Eden! Eden! Eden!"

Some were so excited that they fainted right there on the spot.

Bathed in glory from the moment she appeared, she was a brilliant superstar whose light would never fade.

But she wasn't here to perform this time; she was here as a judge to critique the works of others.

All the contestants were fired up; given their abilities and qualifications, winning first place in this competition might be the only chance they would ever have in their lives to collaborate with Eden.

A step to the heavens!

"Alright, alright, all three judges are in place. I imagine everyone is already impatient, right?"

Miss Pink Fairy was full of enthusiasm, methodically controlling the atmosphere in the venue and taking the heavy burden off the shy boy, Kevin.

"Now, let me read the rules: for the round of 64 to 32, each contestant will have one week to create."

"As per tradition, the production team will provide a theme, and the rest is up to the contestants to improvise. There are no restrictions on subject matter or literary style, though the content must be compliant, okay~"

Elysia's voice was sweet; even while reading out the long and detailed rules, she didn't make people feel annoyed.

Su Nian had already summarized the things that couldn't be violated based on the rules from previous years.

No plagiarism, no suggestive content, and no requirement for long-form content to be completed within seven days.

According to his memories, there were always people who took unconventional paths in previous years, which was why the rules were drafted in such detail.

There was no time to mock those predecessors who had tested the limits of the law.

Su Nian now had to consider one thing.

He doesn't know how!

Although he had indeed read quite a lot, and had even inherited a few techniques from the original host, it was clearly not enough to make a grand display of his talents here.

Su Nian could already imagine her own ending.

Total ruin!

Even if she didn't plagiarize, the moment she brought out the pile of trash she had written, she would be disgraced!

With so many eyes fixed upon her, even withdrawing from the competition on the spot would surely cause a massive uproar.

How was she supposed to survive in this peaceful Honkai world from now on?!

Let the world feel the blade.

"Next, let my lovely Eden announce the theme for this competition!"

Following Elysia's gesture, the camera turned to the judges' table. She was dressed in a luxurious gown woven with black and red, featuring a few cutouts that no one found inappropriate. She took the booklet handed to her by a staff member and slowly unfolded it.

Her golden eyes scanned the page, her movements composed and elegant. Her thin lips parted slightly, and she read the contents of the booklet in a measured, unhurried tone.

The venue fell into a mysterious silence; even the sound of breathing seemed to soften, as if everyone present was unwilling to disturb the heavenly voice that was about to follow.

Without the aid of a microphone, projecting one's voice so that every audience member in the theater could hear was basic training for an opera singer.

Speaking like an opera singer was no difficult task for Eden.

"The theme for this New Youth Creation Competition is—"

"Regret."

"I ask all contestants to center your stories around this theme and attempt to compose something truly magnificent."