Why Ask You to Write Healing When You Write Honkai Impact 3rd?!
Author: Bu Ru Shui Jiao
Synopsis:
After Su Nian transmigrated into a parallel world, she discovered that she was participating in a live-streamed creative variety show.
The contestants created works based on prompts given by the production team.
When the production team announced the prompt: Regret.
The other contestants all wrote about romance, everyday life, or youth, focusing on emotional resonance.
Su Nian took a different path and brought the audience a little miHoYo shock.
She created "The Past's Paradise," telling the story of the Thirteen Heroes of Fire.
At first, the viewers thought it was merely an ordinary fictional story set in an alternate world, but the more they watched, the more something felt wrong...
An ordinary person lost everything—friends, lover, career—yet still bore the responsibility of saving the world.
From then on, the Stars would shine because I had once been here; from then on, a hundred flowers would bloom because I had never left?
May civilization endure like kindling, may this world shine as brilliantly as gold—
Thirteen contradictory stories, thirteen people who had forsaken their own destinies.
The netizens collectively exploded. "That hurts so much! It hurts so much! I can't get over it!"
The thirteen people organizing the show all simultaneously typed question marks. "What's going on???"
The prompt was healing, and she wrote the Honkai Impact 3rd main story.
The prompt was devotion, and she wrote The Last Lesson.
The prompt was growth, and she wrote Eternal Flame.
The Thirteen Heroes of Fire
You Want Me to Write? I Can't!
Parallel world, Shenzhou, Sky Dome City.
The downtown stadium was normally visited only by sports enthusiasts, but now it was packed to the brim. It was not a wildly popular female celebrity holding a concert here, but the finals of Shenzhou's heavyweight competition, the New Youth Creation Competition.
Its prestige was beyond question. Whoever claimed the crown here would become a rising star destined to shine across Shenzhou... and even the entire world!
At this moment, the competition's warm-up had already ended.
The viewing stands were packed with a sea of people.
All the lights suddenly went out.
Livestream rooms across the internet instantly opened, and countless viewers who had failed to secure tickets rushed in.
The backstage crew swiftly adjusted the lighting. Spotlights converged on the center of the stage, where two figures stood. One was a white-haired young man in a black suit, standing straight and smiling brightly as he held a microphone and recited the opening remarks in a clear voice.
"Welcome to the finals of the New Youth Creation Competition. I am Kevin, the host of this year's competition."
"We are honored to have invited so many young people of immense potential. We hope they will bring everyone wonderful performances."
"Contestants, may you shine like starlight and dazzle like gold."
"Next, please welcome our judges."
The speech was short. Having been pushed into the role after drawing lots, Kevin chose to say less, but the audience below did not mind his brief opening remarks.
The crowd was already roaring, with cheers rising one after another without end.
Yet among the contestants waiting backstage, one person's expression was rather off.
Su Nian looked around at the lively scene, but for some reason, her eyes held nothing but confusion and bewilderment.
Then, a flood of memories surged into her mind.
Only then did Su Nian understand one thing: she had transmigrated.
She had become a somewhat accomplished independent novelist in a parallel world.
She had a modest reputation in Shenzhou and had resolutely entered this creative competition, which had already been running for years. Among talented young people from all across Shenzhou, she had fought her way into the current finals, where sixty-four contestants would be narrowed down to thirty-two.
This competition was funded by Eden, a world-famous superstar.
If a script was good enough, it might even be adapted, with Eden starring in it. That would be an instant path to the pinnacle of life.
But what made Su Nian's expression strange were these names.
Shenzhou, Sky Dome City, white-haired Kevin, superstar Eden...
Why did the more she looked, the more it resembled the game Honkai Impact 3rd that she had played before?
It was not just similar—it was ninety percent identical.
But this world apparently had no Honkai, and Kevin could still stand here as a host.
Although he seemed a little shy in front of so many people and his tone sounded somewhat cold, that smile, so much like Tuna's, was completely different from the ordinary man named Kevin in her memories, the one who bore the burden of saving the world.
Had she transmigrated into some world bubble within the Sea of Quantum?
No, none of that was particularly important right now. What mattered was...
She did not know how to write anything!
Looking through the memories left behind by the original owner of this body, Su Nian knew all the methods of creation, but she had retained her own way of thinking.
Different thoughts, different preferences—Su Nian found it difficult to understand what the original owner had been thinking.
Even if the meal had been fed directly into her mouth, she still could not replicate the flavor of the dishes the original owner had made.
Even more fatal was that this Honkai world was extremely similar to her original world!
Those famous classics, great works, even animated series and well-known novels—it seemed that all of them existed here too.
After taking in all this information, Su Nian was dumbfounded.
How was she supposed to play this?
Should she withdraw now?
Su Nian was uneasy, but she had no time to think further.
At the edge of the stage stood three figures.
Two men and one woman.
Just from their silhouettes alone, Su Nian could tell who they were.
Familiar. Far too familiar!
"Now, let us welcome our judges with the warmest applause!"
Two of them stepped onto the stage first.
"A European philanthropist and former Archbishop of Schicksal, His Excellency Otto. His representative works include 'Ah, Kallen,' 'On Loving Kallen,' and he is the lead writer of the Kallen Fantasy series."
A blond, blue-eyed man appeared onstage with a gentle, elegant smile.
"An animator and storyboard artist from Anti-Entropy's animation division, as well as its leader, Mr. Welt Yang. He produced the Ararararararato IP series."
The brown-haired man with glasses pushed them up the bridge of his nose.
The two took their seats first.
As Su Nian listened to Kevin's introduction, the corners of her mouth remained firmly raised in an awkward smile.
The sense of dissonance...
It was simply too jarring!
Yet she could not say exactly what was wrong.
Still, if even Otto was here as a judge, then perhaps Honkai truly did not exist in this world?
The final woman to appear had barely stepped onto the stage before drawing screams from the audience.
The stands erupted once more.
Everyone present was her fan!
Yet simply calling them "fans" was not enough to describe their passion.
After all, as one of the judges... she was a world-class superstar, renowned under countless illustrious titles.
Her achievements in art alone could represent this era!
"Eden! Eden! Eden!"
Some people were so excited that they nearly fainted on the spot.
Bathed in glory from the moment she appeared, she was a brilliant superstar whose curtain would never fall.
But she had not come to perform this time. She was here as a judge, to assess the works of others.
All the contestants became excited. Given their abilities and qualifications, winning first place in this competition might be their only chance in life to work with Eden.
A single step to the heavens!
"Alright, alright, all three judges are in place. I'm sure everyone can hardly wait any longer, right?"
Miss Pink Fairy enthusiastically and smoothly controlled the atmosphere in the venue, taking the burden from the shy big boy Kevin.
"Now, let me announce the rules. In this sixty-four-to-thirty-two elimination round, every contestant will have one week to create their work."
"As usual, the production team will provide a prompt, while the rest is up to the contestants. There are no restrictions on genre or format, but the content must comply with the rules~"
Elysia's voice was sweet. Even while reading such lengthy and detailed rules, she did not make anyone feel impatient.
Based on the rules from previous years, Su Nian had already worked out the general things that could not be violated.
No plagiarism, no suggestive content, and no requirement for long-form works to be completed within seven days.
According to her memories, there had always been people who took unconventional paths in previous years, which was why the rules had been made so detailed.
She had no time to laugh at those predecessors who had tested the rules with their own bodies.
Su Nian now had to consider one thing.
She could not write!
Although she had indeed read quite a lot, and had inherited a little skill from the original owner of this body, it was clearly nowhere near enough for her to show off her talents here.
By now, Su Nian had already imagined her ending.
Utter disgrace!
Even without plagiarizing, if she presented the steaming pile of writing she produced, she would still be utterly disgraced!
With so many eyes watching her, even withdrawing from the competition on the spot would definitely cause a huge uproar.
How was she supposed to survive in this peaceful Honkai world afterward?!
Let the World Feel the Blade
"Next, my lovely Eden will announce the prompt for this competition!"
Following Elysia's gesture, the camera shifted to the judges' table. Eden wore a luxurious black-and-red gown, with a few cutout sections that no one found inappropriate. She accepted a booklet handed over by a staff member and slowly opened it.
Her golden eyes swept over its contents. Her movements were calm and graceful as her thin lips parted, and she unhurriedly read the words written above.
An inexplicable silence fell over the venue. Even breathing seemed to quiet, as though no one present wished to disrupt the heavenly sound that was about to arrive.
She did not need a microphone. Making an entire theater hear her singing was basic skill for an opera singer.
Speaking as though she were singing opera was not difficult for Eden.
"The prompt for this New Youth Creation Competition is—"
"Regret."
"Contestants, please use this prompt as the foundation and attempt to write a truly magnificent story."
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