alaya, unusually, was not working in her usual spot; instead, following past records, she arrived in a special dimension.
Before her was a door, just like an ordinary apartment door, with no special features on the outside, but for it to appear in such a place, how could it be ordinary?
Honestly, if she could, alaya really didn't want to come here to find her. To some extent, gaia and she would get along very well, but alaya had no way to deal with her.
It was just... to strengthen her abilities, she had to meet this woman. alaya needed her help.
Without greeting, alaya unceremoniously opened the door before her.
The moment the door opened, the full view of the room was revealed before alaya. This room was somewhat similar to an otaku's room, filled with various anime-related items everywhere.
Posters, body pillows, figures, models—these items completely filled the rather large room, leaving very little space to move.
Not only that, alaya could also smell the scent of graphics cards. She wondered how long the owner of this house had been running the computer for such a situation to occur.
Trying her best not to disturb the magazines on the floor, alaya, who had a slight obsession with cleanliness, suppressed the turmoil in her heart and slowly walked further into the room.
The situation outside was already bad, but after she saw the situation inside the room, she realized that the previous situation was actually quite good.
Clothes were not placed in the wardrobe at all; they were just casually left on the bed. Important undergarments, whether small bras or panties, were strewn everywhere.
'Really... although I knew her personality was like this, seeing it with my own eyes is still a bit unbearable.'
Taking a deep breath, she came before the computer in the room.
This was a young lady with a perfect figure, but despite having such a good figure, she was currently wearing headphones, fully immersed in the computer in front of her.
Don't misunderstand, this fellow was definitely not doing anything important, because what was displayed on the computer screen was a scene from a certain GALGAME, and it was the kind that required censorship.
How could alaya, with her thin skin, accept such a scene? She immediately grabbed a Destiny Gundam model from beside her and threw it at the main unit.
The figure easily struck the main unit, and although it was smoking, for some reason, alaya could feel the main unit's joy—the joy of finally being able to rest.
However, the young lady, who had been completely focused on the screen, stared blankly at the three large characters, [No Signal], that appeared on the screen.
A few seconds later, when she finally reacted and turned her head towards the smoking main unit, her entire being collapsed, adopting the pose of 'The Scream'.
"My save file!!!!!"
"Enough! Sophie! I'll help you restore your main unit later, now calm down!"
Looking at Sophie in a state of collapse, the exasperated alaya kicked her onto the bed and shouted loudly.
Sophie, whose body was kicked onto the bed, spun 360 degrees, still clutching a body pillow named 'Mokune', and stared at alaya with dead fish eyes.
"I thought it was Ellie, but it turns out to be the busy alaya. What? Not looking for your Lin, why are you here? I'm very busy."
"Busy conquering wives in these games? Then you truly are busy."
alaya no longer knew what to say to such a thick-skinned fellow. She knew that verbal persuasion had no effect on such a person, at least it had no effect on gaia.
Sophie sighed deeply, rubbed her eyes, and lay on the bed, hugging the Mokune body pillow, her voice muffled.
"What's the matter? If there's nothing, don't disturb my sleep. I haven't slept for two consecutive months. Remember to fix my main unit when you leave."
"Enough! Now is not the time to sleep! I need your permission! As the God of Otaku, most game worlds are managed by you! I need your help!"
Seeing Sophie about to fall asleep again, alaya quickly pulled Sophie up. It wasn't until alaya almost used medicated oil that Sophie reluctantly got up.
"Geez... While it's true I'm the God of Otaku. But I'm not like you; game worlds are generally managed by 3D humans. At most, I just prevent outsiders from damaging the worlds."
The God of Otaku—Sophie, a deity formed by the faith of countless otaku across myriad worlds. Her favorite thing to do is usually to stay cooped up in her room playing games.
To some extent, she is also the God of Games. She has the authority to control most games, but she has no interest in this authority, at most only dealing with those transmigrators who want to interfere with the worlds.
"I know you're lazy, but all I want is your help. I know you have Stigmata. Although the power of heroic spirits can also be transformed into Stigmata, there's a huge difference compared to the original. To avoid trouble, the Stigmata from this world are safer. And the safety of Stigmata created by you, the God of Otaku, is the highest."
"I'm grateful you trust me. Stigmata are relics left by the humans of this world to combat Honkai. Knowledge is recorded in genes using special methods, and then it manifests when the individual gene fragments in modern humans reach a certain level of completion. Although I agree to give you Stigmata, not everyone can adapt to their power. After all, the erosion of Honkai is stronger than you imagine."
Regarding the Honkai World, the God of Otaku knew far more details than alaya.
Although this world had already created artificial Stigmata, Stigmata created artificially would only consume the Valkyrie's life.
"I know what you want to say, but I also need to tell you that your worries are unnecessary. The person I need help with this time is not an ordinary human."
"Not an ordinary human? That's true, how could a human that alaya cares so much about be an ordinary human?"
Scratching her head, Sophie put aside the Mokune body pillow she was holding, went to another computer, opened the screen, and began to operate it.
Under Sophie's control, a large number of Stigmata characters appeared on the screen.
"Let me say this first, the game world and the real world are different. Some Stigmata in games don't exist in the real world. Only those who have passed away can become Stigmata; if they are living people, their Stigmata will not appear."
"Mm, I know. I'll get some games that gaia collected from other worlds as a bargaining chip. I want to entrust this matter to you, Sophie."
"Then my mission is truly important. And snatching games from that gaia, just thinking about it is exciting. But that's good too, that fellow has many games that I don't have, so I won't be polite."
Nodding with satisfaction, the most attractive reward for Sophie was games she hadn't played, especially those in gaia's possession.
This terrible Little fellow was, in some respects, even more exaggerated than her, and with her exaggerated collecting desire, she would certainly collect some out-of-print games.
'Hmm? This person, isn't she Inaba Tsukiyo? Why is alaya so concerned about an anime character?'
Finding the person alaya wanted her to help, Sophie was a little strange. She knew a bit about Inaba Tsukiyo, but she didn't understand why alaya would personally come to ask for her help for this person.
'Could it be... just like those transmigrators, is this fellow also a gender-bent transmigration? If possible, perhaps this fellow should be related to the person alaya has been looking for. Hehe~ This is getting interesting.'
alaya and gaia were looking for someone; this was something all the will of humanity or deities who knew them were aware of.
However, Sophie didn't know that they had already found the person and still thought they were in the process of searching. This person was the reincarnation of that person.
'I didn't expect that interesting things would happen so soon after Mr. He's matter just ended. Since that's the case, then I'll make some arrangements for you.'
Quietly deleting the initial commands, Sophie entered new code on the computer. The original Stigmata began to change, transforming into a cross-like pattern.
At the same time, several months had passed in the Honkai World.
After leaving Cocolia Orphanage, Inaba Tsukiyo left war-torn Siberia and came to Changkong City.
Although living alone was a bit troublesome, thankfully, the ID card that woman helped her apply for prevented her identity from being so awkward.
She found a small house in Changkong City and began a simple life there.
Although lonely, she had gotten used to it. What she did every day was help out at a nearby dojo. The kendo master there was very kind, allowing Inaba Tsukiyo to work there.
Despite the dojo master being henpecked, both husband and wife took good care of her. To repay their help, besides dealing with some challengers, Inaba Tsukiyo would also teach some kendo techniques.
It felt completely inappropriate for her to teach kendo techniques as a dojo master, but with Inaba Tsukiyo's help, the dojo's sword skills improved significantly.
Although her life had stabilized, Inaba Tsukiyo wasn't doing particularly well; she would wake up in a fright every night from her dreams.
Almost every day, she would dream of being with Bronya and Seele, but at the end of each dream, Bronya and Seele would disappear before her, like a mirage, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't grasp them.
This kind of life caused Inaba Tsukiyo's heart to grow cold once more.
She was very confused now, not knowing what she should do, or what her purpose in this world truly was.
Carrying this confusion, Inaba Tsukiyo once again fell into a dream, only this time, the dream was different from before.
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