Honkai Star Rail: I am Godzilla, domineering and rampant.

"Now, let us return Miekka Kivessä to the place it belongs. It has traveled for so long; it must surely long for the beauty of its homeland. Miekka Kivessä, the wandering sword returning home, your beauty has moved me deeply."

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Pavoo nodded slightly. After spending this time together, he had already become completely accustomed to conversing with Argenti; at the very least, filtering out those words of praise wasn't a problem.

...

At this moment, within the Scalegorge Waterscape.

One large and two small figures were roasting delicious food under the heat of Godzilla fire.

"This is my first time handling such a big piece of meat..." Staring at the enormous beast roasting on the fire, Firefly held a carving knife, unsure where to cut.

She had taken down many similar beasts in various battles, but solving things this way, like today, she had never done before. Who in their right mind would dare eat a beast imbued with Abundance's power?!

Such beasts were not uncommon throughout the cosmos; as long as one entered a star region occupied by the Denizens of Abundance, one could easily find a bunch of them.

Firefly had personally executed no small number of such beasts, all of which ended up as "barbecue" to her, but actually grilling one for real was a first.

However, this one wasn't theirs; theirs was on the side, on a normally sized grill.

When the roasting was nearly done, Godzilla's eyes opened slightly, staring at the piece of meat that belonged solely to him, emanating Abundance energy.

"Ahh,"

Life in the Scalegorge Waterscape was very peaceful.

People needed the General's permission to visit and only a few Vidyadhara visited nowadays. Other than that, even the Cloud Knights rarely visited.

Because of this, life here was always different from the outside world, filled with an overwhelming sense of relaxation.

Especially for Firefly, who for many years couldn't move freely, this place allowed her to truly relax both body and mind.

The fragrance of the meat burst upon her taste buds, and Firefly couldn't help but squint her eyes in delight, relishing this rare comfort.

When Godzilla was almost done eating, Firefly stood up and walked to him.

"Thank you very much." She bowed in gratitude, looking sincerely at Godzilla.

Before this, coming to Luofu was merely one of their speculations; the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. From the beginning, Firefly never let herself feel any emotional fluctuations over possible cures for herself, precisely because she had experienced too many failures, she truly understood the value of this time.

"No more worrying about unrestrained joy in my body. This happiness was never supposed to be mine."

Fyreflies rushing into flames, living and dying as one.

Just as she said herself, she was born to fight for life, and before bathing in true victory, she shouldn't have been allowed to experience such feelings.

Only those who face death directly understand the dying person's desire for life.

And all of this, today she truly possessed it.

Godzilla lowered his gaze, looking at the grateful and determined Firefly.

"Although I am weak and not as wealthy as others, still! As long as you have need, I will charge at the front, for the sake of your help!"

Stelle stood nearby, smiling as she watched Firefly's oath.

She didn't say anything; the Firefly who had overcome death naturally had her own path to follow.

A path she must take.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Stelle was only one year old, she understood such reasoning better than anyone!

...

Firefly's entropy-loss disease was a safeguard intentionally set by the Empire that created her, to prevent its elite weapons from falling into enemy hands.

The result was that none of the Glamoth Iron Cavalry could live long lives.

They either died in battle or, like Firefly, perished from genetic problems within their bodies.

With the fall of the Empire, as the last Glamoth Iron Cavalry soldier, Firefly should have perished and disappeared from the universe entirely, but instead, their legacy continued.

Godzilla's domain could draw everything toward Godzilla's evolutionary path, eliminating any substances incompatible with his essence.

The genetic problems within Firefly's body were one such thing.

For a primal, nature beast like Godzilla, genetic flaws of the Glamoth Iron Cavalry were undoubtedly among the most repulsive, even more than those from people like Ruan Mei.

After all, Ruan Mei's research in life sciences was essentially creating lifeforms, something somewhat similar to Godzilla himself. Moreover, Ruan Mei never intentionally damaged human genes, even in clones.

If the Empire had not already fallen, Godzilla would have gone there himself to educate them about respecting nature!

...

Stellaron Hunter base.

The hall was currently divided into three parts.

Blade was meditating cross-legged, his surroundings as tidy as if a heavy wind had swept through clearing all the dust.

Kafka stood before the wardrobe, holding up two coats and comparing their differences.

Silver Wolf... was still struggling through the season.

When the Stellaron Hunters were busy, they moved without pause, every action carrying deep meaning; when not working, they all just waited for Elio's payments to arrive.

In the middle of an intense gaming session, a message notification popped up. Silver Wolf glanced at it. "Hm?"

"Clink."

The lollipop in her mouth slipped out, this unusual sound drew Kafka's attention.

"What's wrong?" Kafka asked curiously.

"Here, see for yourself."

After a few taps, transferring her game progress to another phone, Silver Wolf tossed the one with Firefly's message.

Kafka caught it and focused her eyes.

"Oh? That child has already recovered." Kafka's expression was surprised.

Although there had been speculation that Godzilla possessed a passive healing ability, a domain aura of sorts, no one expected Firefly to recover in such a short time. A divine healer! With that kind of skill, if the hospitals ever found out, who knows how they would react.

"It's probably related to that guy accepting the paths of both Qlipoth and Aha," Silver Wolf said.

After accepting the immense power of two Aeons, even a trash can could gain sentience, grow legs, and kick away an Emanator.

Not to mention Godzilla, who was already powerful, and before this, even Nanook had descended to bestow power upon him.

With the combined might of three Aeons, along with Godzilla's presumed healing abilities, if he still couldn't deal with one case of Entropy Loss Syndrome, then Silver Wolf would have to wonder how the empire back then managed to collapse in the first place.

In fact, just as Silver Wolf said, such a massive influx of energy into his body made every cell boil with vitality.

And this still wasn't his limit, so long as the Aeons dared to give more, Godzilla dared to take more.

For Godzilla, absorbing vast energy in a short time wouldn't kill him, but it would be painful for a while, and the changes afterward would be obvious.

But for Godzilla, whose perspective had already shifted to that of an long-lived species, his current strength was enough. Even if seemingly invincible enemies stood in his way, he had the ability to tear them apart. Instead of suffering for short-term gain, he preferred a steady and gradual growth, stable and secure.

For Godzilla, this world was already his playground.

The mindset of an long-lived species naturally made his way of thinking different from short-lived species.

The premise, of course, was that no one provoked him.

Suddenly, Silver Wolf turned her gaze toward Blade, who was meditating in the corner. Just as she was about to speak, Blade spoke first.

"I will only let him kill me."

Hearing Blade's words, Silver Wolf wasn't surprised at all. For Blade, that was the most logical choice.

"Alright then." Just as the game ended, Silver Wolf tilted her head, casually saying,

"Firefly's Entropy Loss Syndrome has been cured. How do we repay such a huge favor?"

At these words, Kafka also froze.

Although the Stellaron Hunters roamed the stars and were rarely confronted head-on, let alone fought against, given the huge bounty placed on them by the IPC, only crazy people or those with very powerful backers dared to attack them.

Did they think the Stellaron Hunters' reputation was exaggerated?

But that didn't mean the Stellaron Hunters were rude or unreasonable. Firefly's illness had been cured, and the question of repaying that kindness had to be addressed.

Even though Godzilla's power and current ties with both the Xianzhou Alliance and the Interastral Peace Corporation were significant, that didn't erase the debt of gratitude.

Before Kafka could sort out her thoughts, Silver Wolf continued: "Elio's original script didn't specify when Firefly's illness would be cured. It's good that she's better now, but what will happen to the rest of the script?"

Silver Wolf wasn't overly concerned about the script itself, but if things got too chaotic, who knew what strange things might emerge?

On this matter, Blade had his own unique perspective.

"The script was already chaotic, beyond repair."

It had been turned upside down, deviating greatly from the original version.

Everyone had their own reasons for joining the Stellaron Hunters.

But without exception, each had personal goals.

Blade had never seen his death foretold for him in the script; Elio had merely promised he would achieve his desire.

Now that the script was in disarray, many things would need to be fought for personally.

Hearing Blade's words, Kafka nodded slightly and smiled: "No matter what happens next, we have to keep moving forward."

...

At the same time, aboard the Astral Express.

Dan Heng, who had stayed behind, looked puzzled as he saw Welt and Himeko return.

"The sword-returning ceremony ended that quickly?"

Hearing the noise, Pom-Pom also looked at them curiously.

"There was an accident midway." Himeko shook her head and sat on the sofa.

"General Huaiyan's granddaughter from the Xianzhou Luofu heard from March 7th about the sword-returning ceremony, but Miss Yunli didn't know anything about it. After March took her there..."

Himeko briefly explained the events, then sighed helplessly.

"According to General Huaiyan, the story behind that sword is quite mysterious. He originally planned to tell Yunli about it later, but in the end..."

March 7th had completely messed it up.

"This is an internal matter of the Xianzhou; we can't really intervene, so we left early," Welt said.

"That really was unexpected." Dan Heng nodded slightly.

The world was full of unexpected events, and March 7th was definitely one of them.

Although the sword-returning ceremony had been disrupted, judging from Himeko's words, General Huaiyan hadn't shown anger, likely feeling both helpless and regretful about the situation.

"You really can't blame March 7th for this," Dan Heng commented.

The others thought the same way. It was purely an accident. No one could have known Yunli, the general's granddaughter, was unaware of the event, so responsibility wasn't particularly heavy.

"Let March handle this herself. What I'm more interested in now is the Martial Exhibition. Heh, March seems to have some ideas about it and even plans to participate. What if she actually wins?"

Welt chuckled.

As the cheerful soul of the Express, March 7th having random ideas was nothing surprising. What would be surprising is if she said she had no interest at all.

...

"Hmph! I should have melted that sword!"

Yunli was furious, as if she might rush out and destroy the sword right then.

"Alright, General Huaiyan must have his reasons for doing this. Don't be mad. Here, have a skewer first."

Bailu comforted her helplessly, reluctantly handing over her last skewer of meat.

In this matter, she could sympathize even more than Yunli.

Without a doubt, this was a case where Grandpa thought it best to keep it a secret for now, but it ended up being something that could deeply affect Yunli later.

She didn't know how many times she had experienced such things before. When she couldn't yet escape the control of those Preceptors, they always restricted her for various reasons, claiming she was still young and didn't understand, that she would understand once she grew up.

Yunli's matter wasn't much different, but she felt that General Huaiyan and those annoying Preceptors couldn't be on the same side. Combined with Yunli's obsession with that sword, it was clear the problem lay with that sword.

"No matter what reason Grandpa has! All demonic swords should be melted down! No tolerance!" Yunli's attitude was resolute.

She had seen too many cases of demonic swords harming others and themselves. Perhaps once she might have thought there were other ways to deal with demonic swords, but after hunting down more than three hundred of them, she had no goodwill left for these harmful weapons, melting them down was their only fate!

Bailu shook her head.

A sickness of the heart is hard to cure. She could tell this was a heart problem for Yunli; in a way, demonic swords were the root cause of it all.

As a friend, she wanted to help Yunli, but she knew absolutely nothing about demonic swords!

...

Yunli's situation was just a small episode. Miekka Kivessä or now called Guyun, under the escort of many, was finally sent to the Artisanship Commission.

"Master Gongshu, please take good care of it. Alas, I still need to have a good talk with my unfilial granddaughter. Oh, and Master Gongshu, be sure to guard the treasured sword carefully, otherwise it will be a great problem."

"General Huaiyan, please rest assured, I will definitely guard and protect the treasured sword!"

Seeing Master Gongshu's serious expression, Huaiyan nodded and then looked to the side at Argenti.

"Many thanks to Young Friend Argenti for your help this time. I still have some family matters to attend to, so please excuse me."

Hearing Huaiyan's words, Argenti, who had been lost in thought, came back to himself and smiled.

"This is to practice the way of pure beauty. Argenti will of course give his all. The General need not say such things. Please go quickly, I have caused enough trouble."

"Hehe, alright, alright, I'll take my leave first." Smiling, Huaiyan gradually left.

When everyone around had returned to their posts, Argenti looked at the gate of the Artisanship Commission, silent and speechless.

...

At this moment, in the star domain controlled by the Denizens of Abundance.

As a force that brought slaughter and destruction to countless worlds in the universe, the scope of Denizens of Abundance's oppression was unmatched.

Moreover, the Aeon of Abundance never refused the requests of its followers, granting blessings without limit.

To completely eradicate the Denizens of Abundance was unrealistic, unless one day the Aeon of Abundance fell, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible.

At this moment, in the settlement of the Borisin.

"Bang!" A furry paw slammed heavily against a tree, snapping the centuries-old ancient tree in half!

"That idiot Mok Tok, saying it was foolproof! And yet he couldn't even bring those brats back! And he said he would rescue Chief Hoolay!"

Since Hoolay was captured, the Borisin had split into many groups, and now the chieftains of many tribes were gathered together, discussing in anger.

If Mok Tok had only failed, it would still be acceptable, but all those beast ships and warriors he led out were completely lost!

Those were truly elite forces! To rescue Chief Hoolay, every tribe had contributed, and though many did not actually wish for Hoolay to return, they did not refuse Mok Tok's plan.

They also wanted to see what kind of man Chief Hoolay, once so fierce and mighty seven hundred years ago, had become now.

If his prestige was gone and he was weak and frail… The Borisin only revered strength and cunning.

The war chief could only be someone who was the strongest and most cunning among the Borisin.

If they discovered that Hoolay no longer had his former strength and guile after seven hundred years…

However, they didn't have the time to think about who would become war chief now.

"The Xianzhou fleet is chasing closer and closer, and those filthy beasts! Have they all forgotten the war thirty years ago? Forgotten how those despicable foxians died miserably under our claws back then?"

The Borisin had dispatched fleets on a grand scale to ambush the Xianzhou near their territory, something the Xianzhou would not forget.

The Xianzhou had always believed in repaying every grievance, and these fools still dared provoke them…

They must be taught a lesson!

That was why these Borisin tribes had gathered together.

Even the largest single Borisin settlement was powerless before the mighty Xianzhou fleet; only by uniting could they have any chance to fight back.

"Do not panic; panic will dull your mind, and you won't see through the Xianzhou's schemes!"

At this moment, another voice sounded from the side.

"Hah, if this continues, those people will encircle us like hyenas and devour us bit by bit! We should take the initiative and let those filthy beasts know pain!"

One brute-force-over-brains Borisin said hatefully.

"Then take your brats and go die first."

"I'll kill you first!"