Chosen after a long period of bloodline selection, seven women with the mixed blood of goddesses were selected to be the Imperial Guards and become direct trusted aides loyal only to the Emperor himself—this was the reason why the Haines Empire was the strongest military power on the continent.

Armed with teleportation magic and city-destroying forbidden spells that could be used at will, they were undoubtedly the most terrifying war machines in this land. However, in reality, these demigod Imperial Guards were far less outstanding than the legends…

“They don’t have the moral values of humans! They’re just a bunch of degenerates who only care about profits!” A transmigrator from another land, His Highness Rayne would always kick the coffin board agitatedly at the mention of these Imperial Guards.

“The System resurrected me a thousand times, of which at least 800 times, I was stabbed in the back by them!”

If he killed them, he would have no one of use in the Empire.

If they were left alive, he would be stabbed in the back sooner or later.

After the thousandth rebirth, Rayne finally figured out an unprecedented path.

This time round, he was no longer going to negotiate using benefits—he was going to conquer them with his personal charm!

【Honkai Impact 3 x Yandere】Each story is a short, independent narrative of over 10,000 words, allowing you to experience profound emotional stimulation even in short bursts of free time.

When moonlight is bound by chains, when the oath of Judah is stained with the crimson of possessiveness—

These are the Valkyries' obsessive love letters. Kiana's Sky City is blanketed in snow that never ceases, each ice crystal etched with the words "Only look at me"; Mei's katana severs all bonds that come close to you, the blade reflecting her tearful yet crazed eyes; Bronya's data torrent imprisons you in a binary cage, the code looping the command "Private Property".

Himeko's cigar burned out, the last inch of restraint gone, and the liquor mixed with her command hit your collarbone: "Dare to step out of this dormitory and see what happens?" Fu Hua's Crimson Wings swept past your neck, and the protection of a thousand years finally twisted into the ancient precept: "You can only belong to me."

There is no redemption here, only a cage woven with their tenderness. When the Valkyries' love transcends the threshold of reason, are you the prey, or the only god they are willing to burn everything to protect?

Open this collection and witness the most insane forbidden aesthetics under a collapsed worldview—love to the extreme is a depravity that even the world can be sacrificed.