Honkai: Oh No, I’ve Become the Herrscher of Corruption?! - Chapter 50

Era: Pre-Civilization

After the Herrscher of Corruption was sealed within the box, before the arrival of the Herrscher of the End.

In stark contrast to the apocalyptic wasteland outside—where only 30,000 survivors remained—the Elysian Realm stood unchanged, a true paradise frozen in time.

Elysia, the memory construct, gazed at the extraordinary visitor before her. Instead of delivering one of her many prepared greetings, she stepped forward and closed the distance between them.

“Hmm… oh?”

The visitor remained unfazed by her intimate physical contact. Her calm eyes suggested she had anticipated everything.

“Well? Any revelations?” Elysia’s cheerful voice carried genuine curiosity.

Yet, the memory construct tilted her head in confusion.

“How strange… You’ve gained weight? I distinctly remember you telling me that the side effects of the MANTIS surgery wrecked our metabolism—no matter how much we eat, we never gain weight, and even without exercise, our figures stay flawless. So… have you overcome the side effects of the super-soldier procedure? Ah, the power of a maiden’s heart truly knows no bounds~”

The visitor—the real Elysia—pressed a hand to her forehead with a sigh. “Even I’m saying it now? If Mobius heard this, she’d never let me live it down. Though… I suppose it means she cares in her own way.”

Despite her lighthearted tone, tension and unease flickered across her face. For Elysia’s memory construct, seeing herself wear such an expression was… rare.

“As someone who shares your memories, your personality—as the one who understands you best—I can’t fathom what could have shaken you this deeply. What happened… to make you, the real me, so nervous? So… hesitant?”

The true Elysia sat beside her memory self, her voice softening.

“Of course you’d notice. That’s why I came to you.” She exhaled. “Before I face the answer, I wanted someone to walk with me through my life—short, perhaps, but vibrant. And who better than the one closest to myself?” She smiled faintly. “You’ll indulge me, won’t you?”

The memory construct giggled.

“Always. Elysia will always answer your call—especially when it’s from me. Though I must admit, I’m curious… What memories will you sync with me? I never imagined my face could even make such an expression.”

[In the beginning, the world was void. No light, no darkness. From that nothingness… I was born.]
[This was my origin.]

At this thought, the memory construct suddenly understood.

“To revisit the past now… means the end is near, doesn’t it?”

With a heavy heart, she journeyed alongside her true self through their shared history.

From Celia’s orphanage to the ruins of a church, from desolate snowfields to grand concert halls, from the humble streets of Vostok to the headquarters of Fire MOTH.

Eden’s songs, Pardofelis’ gasps, Vill-V’s passionate declarations, Kevin’s stern reprimands, Kosma’s quiet mutterings—countless scenes and voices intertwined, weaving together the tapestry of Elysia’s true self.

“Ah… Talking to myself really does help clarify things.” The real Elysia chuckled. “Right now, I feel like an inexperienced actress. No matter how much I rehearse, stage fright creeps in at the last moment—even the urge to flee. But in the end… the show must go on.”

With renewed resolve, she stood. “Klein, please sync my memories.”

The ever-efficient Klein nodded, her hands dancing across the controls. In moments, the transfer was complete.

Returning to the Realm, Elysia smiled at her other self.

“So? How do you feel?”

“Mmm… Dressed in Eden’s custom-made gown, adorned for a dazzling ball—I can’t even imagine how radiant it’ll be. To think of something this romantic… Truly, only me could’ve planned it~” The memory construct sighed wistfully.

“Well… Aponia will likely attend, given her unique abilities. Originally, she was meant to sync the memories afterward—so in this digital realm, you can relive it endlessly.”

“And my dearest Eden! She’d never refuse. Remember when I got drunk and begged her to trigger her Herrscher form just to entertain me? Even that absurd request, she granted. My ball? She has to be there.”

“Vill-V and Mei might deduce the truth with their brilliance. The others… harder to say. Maybe Mobius. Maybe Kevin. But once I leave here… the curtain rises.”

The memory construct took a deep breath and stepped forward. She knew exactly what her true self was thinking.

The two Elysias embraced—a final farewell.

“My story ends here. As for the future… how the tale of Elysia continues, how the next era inherits our light, understands the meaning of our fight…” The real Elysia smiled, her expression uncharacteristically solemn. “That’s your role now… other me.”

The memory construct nodded. At last, she grasped the true purpose of her existence—of the Elysian Realm itself.

How ironic. Even the same person, facing the same moment, feels differently when standing on opposite sides.

And to bid myself farewell… What a peculiar sensation.

“My, how time flies! If I linger any longer, I’ll be late for my own grand debut. What kind of hostess arrives after her guests?”

With a radiant smile, the real Elysia turned and strode away—her steps light yet resolute—toward the final stage.

[Now, the hour of the End approaches.]
[Now, the time to depart has come.]
[Farewell, beautiful world.]
[Henceforth, the stars shall shine brighter—for I was here.]
[Henceforth, flowers shall bloom in abundance—for I never left.]

Watching her true self disappear into the distance, the memory construct silently raised her hand in a parting wave:

“Goodbye… Elysia.”