Honkai: Oh No, I’ve Become the Herrscher of Corruption?!

After Cecilia finished speaking, she gestured invitingly. Enoxia obediently climbed onto the bed and lay down in the middle.

Kiana turned off the lights and crawled onto the bed from the other side, flanking Enoxia alongside Cecilia. With three people squeezed onto a single bed, each person’s space to move instantly became much smaller.

Enoxia felt two cold, delicate bodies pressing against her from either side. Without hesitation, she wrapped an arm around each of them, pulling them close.

Morality, after all, was something meant to restrain oneself before regulating others. These two were both married women, and while Enoxia might have wanted a “mother-daughter combo,” she had no intention of playing the role of a homewrecker. So, even with the lights off, there wouldn’t be any 18+ scenes.

Just being able to snuggle, hug, and cuddle with both of them was more than enough for her.

“Um… Cecilia, about Siegfried…”

Cecilia smirked mischievously. “Yep, just like you said, Misteln went over.”

“Ah… Huh? Wait, no, that was just something I blurted out while whining to Elysia…”

Enoxia immediately made a strange, guilty expression.

“Alright, Mom, stop teasing Eno. Misteln really did go to see Dad, but she’s just talking to him. She definitely didn’t pretend to be you to mess with him.”

Enoxia let out a sigh of relief, then grumbled,

“Cecilia, you’ve changed. All these years in the Elysian Realm, you’ve picked up Elysia’s bad habits. I still remember back when we fought side by side in Siberia—you were so… well, pure-hearted.”

Her thoughts drifted back to those days. The year 2000 in Siberia—that was the first time she and Cecilia had fought together.

“Anoh, thinking about the past again? Everything’s over now. You’ve done more than enough over the last decade. From now on, just focus on resting and enjoying yourself. Leave the post-disaster reconstruction to Durandal and Rita to worry about. If you ever want someone to keep you company, just say the word. As long as I’m not busy, I’ll have Sirin send them right over.”

Enoxia turned and nuzzled her face against Kiana’s cheek. Sure enough, even as the Herrscher of the End, the “Fish-Cat Who Roams the Moonlit Seas” still had the same soft, comforting cheeks as ever.

Never having to work again, sleeping and waking whenever she pleased, eating whatever she craved, playing whatever she wanted—surrounded by beauties like Elysia, Cecilia, Kiana, Sirin, Bella… theoretically, she could do whatever she wanted with them… For an ordinary person, this kind of life should leave no room for dissatisfaction.

Just then, Kiana’s foot brushed against hers. Kiana grinned mischievously and wiggled her toes against Enoxia’s sole. The ticklish sensation interrupted her thoughts, and with a “kindly” smile, Enoxia raised her hands.

“Ki…a…na…”

Her fingers twitched before darting toward Kiana’s armpits.

“Ah—Anoh—Anoh, you—ahahaha! S-Stop! It tickles! Ahahaha! M-Mom—ahahaha! Mom—help! Ahahaha—save me—ahahaha!”

As their tussling grew more intense, a loud thud echoed through the room—Kiana had accidentally rolled right off the bed. Seeing the beautiful girl vanish before her eyes, Enoxia immediately turned and buried herself against Cecilia instead.

Cecilia didn’t mind at all. Instead, she gently stroked Enoxia’s hair—after all, she was more than used to dealing with clingy children.

Soon, Kiana climbed back onto the bed and snuggled into Cecilia’s embrace. After a while of playful antics, the two gradually drifted off to sleep. What was supposed to be Enoxia’s “mother-daughter combo” had somehow turned into a mother putting two children to bed…

This nonexistent memory came to an abrupt end here. When Enoxia snapped back to reality, she wore an expression of deep regret:

“Seriously? In this one, I didn’t even manage to pull off the mother-daughter combo? If it were me, I’d have dragged everyone else into the room too—Cecilia, Kiana, and the rest—all happily joining in for a big, fun party!”

As she gradually calmed down, Enoxia realized that the remaining Honkai energy in her body had dropped to less than half. Just like how poor sleep could leave someone feeling exhausted upon waking, her mental state had also become somewhat drained. However, after forcibly viewing two segments of these nonexistent memories, she began to notice something odd.

These memories seemed utterly absurd, full of holes, yet she couldn’t shake the feeling… that there was something prophetic about them.

“These memories—generated by your emotional influence, based on my own experiences and desires—are they, to some extent, referencing world bubbles that have already been completely destroyed?”

At this very moment, Su, who was executing the Hengsha Project within the Simulated Universe, was observing the birth and destruction of countless world bubbles in the Sea of Quanta, searching for a way to save the main world and overcome the Honkai.

And Su, as Su himself had admitted, shared highly similar abilities with Sah. Therefore, Enoxia reasoned that Sa, who resided deep within the Sea of Quanta, could naturally achieve something similar to what Su could.

“Correct, but not entirely. According to Sah, some fragments of the memories you’ve seen… may become possible futures in the main world.”

Enoxia tilted her head.

“Prophecy? Are you saying that Kiana Kaslana, Sirin, and Bianka Ataegina might all coexist in the future?”

“Perhaps.”

Hearing this answer, Enoxia couldn’t help but frown.

Given Otto’s personality, it wouldn’t be unusual for him to create clones using the genes of deceased Herrschers, Sirin, and the real Kiana. But even if K-423 survived, she would only ever be K-423.

Even if that idiot (Welt) crashed yet again, and K-423 inherited the name “Kiana Kaslana,” that Kiana still wouldn’t be the Kiana. After all, that Kiana was ultimately a miracle born from Sirin’s dying wish—and with Sirin still alive and well, that Kiana couldn’t possibly appear in the main world.

And yet… in these nonexistent memories, Kiana was no different from the Kiana derived from Wang Luowei’s memories.

Already mentally exhausted, Enoxia felt her mind growing hazier, her consciousness blurring. At that moment, two blue flames silently slipped into her body.

“So this is the real killing move…”

The space around her rippled slightly. [Enoxia] glanced in a certain direction and murmured to herself:

“Time to reel in the net.”