[Collapse Iron][Star Iron][Collapse: Star Dome Railway]

The end of fate is ominous, the starry sky is polluted by evil, the world is filled with evil and madness, and all the star gods have become indescribable.

People who have lost themselves walk along the dark road, the immortal boat that has lost its prosperity sinks and floats in the abyss, the train across the starry universe shuttles through the mystery, and the destination... is the ultimate horror that is difficult to describe in human words!

Ye Cang, who did not qualify for the third test of Star Railway, bought a line of mysterious code from a scalper. After entering it into the game port, he unexpectedly traveled to the world of "Honkai Impact 3rd: Star Railway"!

Ye Cang, who thought his luck had turned and was ready to show off his abilities, soon realized that this world was completely different from what he had imagined!

Evil, ominous, polluted, dark, corrupt, chaotic, crazy, stupid, scarlet... You can't trust anyone, the only one you can trust is yourself.

Then, go forward in death - a traveler without a path.

A distrustful emergency call led Ling Ke, who had transmigrated to the eve of the Third Great Collapse, to be used as a guinea pig for several years, suffering immense torment. Meanwhile, the Crimson Phoenix had already "transcended to the mortal realm," Kiana was in Anti-Entropy, Mei was in World Serpent, Bronya had long since reunited with Seele… and Ling Ke had become the Herrscher of Domination for thousands. "From this moment on, I will complete my revenge in this world!" The transmigrator from the Celestial Empire, already completely corrupted, revealed a terrifying, sinister grin. PS: A warning before reading: This is not a happy story.

This is a solitary pilgrimage on the precipice of fate, a wordless confrontation between replica and original within the icy abyss of the mirror. The relentless torrent of Pamish carries two destined intersecting trajectories, ultimately colliding in the eternal void, creating the echoes of a poignant elegy.

She had sunk into an eternal slumber in the cradle of the deep sea, her consciousness dissolving in its lightless embrace. Yet, the icy tide pushed her back to the desolate shore. Struggling out from the murky depths, she found not rebirth, but a deeper loss. Her fingertips no longer touched warm flesh, and the blood coursing through her body no longer flowed bright red. She was no longer human.

who I am?

Within this inhuman shell, fragments of memories belonging to "Grey Crow Commander" surge, as clear as yesterday, yet as distant as a dream from another world. Is she a clone of the fallen star?