Honkai: Oh No, I’ve Become the Herrscher of Corruption?! - Chapter 69

“Shut up!”

Destruction, slaughter, rage—waves of negative emotions flooded Enoxia’s mind. She knew it: her psyche had been torn open by Higokumaru.

“Oh? Touched a nerve, didn’t I?” The fox-like voice dripped with mockery. “I should thank you. What I’ve learned from your memories outweighs everything I’ve gathered in 50,000 years.”

“Remember the first Herrscher of Death you killed? She was newly born and already wished to die. So you barely struggled to corrupt her. That was the first lesson I learned from your memories.”

“The corruption energy of a Herrscher can corrupt another Herrscher… but it can also resist it. It’s a double-edged sword”

In plain terms: Higokumaru and Enoxia could corrode—and resist—each other.

The fox let out a knowing chuckle before continuing, “You yearn to be human, yet you’re a murderer of humans. You inherited another’s memories, personality, even their soul—yet you refuse to bear their name. Welt didn’t want to live as another’s shadow. But you? You aren’t even fit to be one.”

“Let’s revisit your short yet ‘magnificent’ life…”

Images flashed before Enoxia’s eyes—Higokumaru had begun its twisted slideshow.

“You swore to save as many as possible during the Second Honkai War. But look at this one—Patricia Highsmith. An A-rank Valkyrie of Schicksal, and a spy for Anti-Entropy. With foreknowledge, you knew she was a good person. And yet, you killed her. Because slaughter and destruction are your nature. You just… failed to suppress it that time.”

With a flick of intent, the fox switched scenes.

“Then there’s Siegfried, and Seele Vollerei. By human standards, they were undeniably good—flawed, yes, like all humans, with choices some might debate. But how did you see them? You fixated on their flaws, judged them with the most extreme, absurd logic. Even as your conscience screamed that you had no right to judge, you drowned it out with disgust.”

“And your so-called ‘salvation’? Because of your meddling, Sirin lived. Cheng Lixue lived. Cecilia and Alexandra survived. But what of the others? Salome, Nicholas, the countless innocents slain by the Herrscher of Ice and Misteln—were their lives worthless?”

“You’re no different from Otto. Every act was for selfish ends. Because Sirin and Cheng Lixue mattered more to you, you sacrificed the rest! The only difference? Otto was forced into villainy. You? You were born a monster.”

“No one is born evil—which is why you are a Herrscher. A Herrscher was never meant to be human. Destruction, slaughter, ruin—that is your nature!”

The voice cut off abruptly. Enoxia had finally found a way to mute it. With the mosquito-like buzzing gone, silence reclaimed the world.

She knew Higokumaru’s words were irrelevant—truth or lies didn’t matter. It was here to break her. Arguing back was pointless; blocking it was the smarter move. After all, it controlled less Honkai energy than she did. If she refused to engage, the fox would be the one left seething.

Thanks to its “help,” the foggy fragments in Enoxia’s mind sharpened. Yet something felt off—viewing these memories felt like watching a third-person replay of what happened before Huo Bufan found her.

…

Wang Luowei, a Honkai Impact 3rd player who’d rage-quit reality, had crossed into an anomalous timeline—January 31, 2000. The moment he arrived, the Herrscher of Corruption manifested within him.

The newborn Herrscher rifled through his memories, learning concepts like liking, hating, joy, and sorrow…

After skimming his 20-odd years of life, it understood: it was the Herrscher of Corruption, and Wang Luowei despised that fact.

Why the hatred? Digging deeper, it inevitably uncovered the life of Elysia.

[One day, She fell from the heavens. Humanity looked up—and beheld the stars.]

…

After meticulously reliving Enoxia’s story, the Herrscher had one thought:

“Praise Elysia.”

Yes—the entity capable of overwriting free will had instead become a devout follower.

“I am a Herrscher… but I want to be human. Like Elysia!”

But reality struck like ice water.

Wang Luowei was just an ordinary man. Twenty years of mundane life offered no resistance. The Herrscher rampaged unchecked through his body.

In its excited memory-diving, the newborn Herrscher barely understood its powers—let alone how to control them.

For Herrschers, destructive abilities are innate; beneficial ones must be learned. The Herrscher of Death begins with only “withering,” yet Black Abyss White Flower—and Seele as the Herrscher of Death and Rebirth—wield both decay and creation.

From birth, the Herrscher of Corruption had been eroding Wang Luowei’s body… and soul. By human standards, he was already dead.

Terror, panic, and guilt consumed the Herrscher. He had shown it purpose—and it had unwittingly killed him.

Then it remembered Elysia again—how she chose death to give the next era hope.

“There’s still a way…”

It resolved to wipe its own data clean, rewriting its identity. Only Wang Luowei’s memories would remain, letting him “revive” in a sense—while it, too, would “become human.”

To compare: When the Herrscher of Sentience drowned in Fu Hua’s memories, she concluded, “I am Fu Hua.”

The Herrscher of Corruption’s version? “Fu Hua is me.”

If one’s memories, personality, values, and worldview perfectly mirror another’s, are they not the same? Like the Flame-Chasers and their Elysian Realm replicas.

But the plan failed.

Its data wasn’t fully erased. The remnants fused with Wang Luowei’s, birthing a new soul—Enoxia.

She inherited all his memories and traits, yet remained shackled by two forces: the guilt of “killing Wang Luowei” and the Herrscher’s innate bloodlust. That’s why she rejected his name—and why, at times, the urge to destroy still surfaced.