MGSFV?! Chapter 461. "Mr. 'Otto' is Such a Nice Guy (Fifty Cents); Bronya: Have Some Decency?"
Mistelin: "..."
All gifts bestowed by fate have already been secretly priced.
Mistelin suddenly felt a deeper understanding of this warning inscribed in Stigma knowledge.
And now, it seemed time for fate to reclaim all it had once given.
But...
Would she give up so easily?
"No... I can't! It's not worth it!"
Sure enough, Mistelin shook her head firmly.
Perhaps, just as she said... compared to an unborn "future," allowing a lived story to endure might be more important.
I must preserve it—even if it means there's no future to speak of.
Between an embryonic thought trapped in chaos and an existence that has already left behind joy and memories—which life weighs more?
Not only would a "heterogeneous being" like her naturally see this differently...
...even humans themselves constantly argue and hesitate on this matter.
But—
[It's over. Mistelin said the wrong thing.]
[Whether it's worth it or not should be up to Duck Mom. If she truly thinks it's worth it, then maybe it is.]
[Don't say something's "not worth it" to someone about to become a mother!]
Exactly.
Mistelin wasn't necessarily wrong, but Alexandra simply couldn't accept her words.
Thus—
For the first time, Duck Mom's expression changed in front of Mistelin.
"...Worth it?"
"No... is that something you can even measure with worth?!"
Even the players were startled by the sudden shift in Duck Mom's demeanor.
Let alone Mistelin.
—This woman, her thinking might be simpler than any so-called logical model.
After a brief moment of control, her tears broke free, and all her emotions poured out in thorn-filled words.
"Just to escape my fate... must I steal the future that was supposed to be hers?!"
If not for Mistelin, she would have already died.
If death was her destined path, then returning to it now shouldn't be a problem.
Many players understood what Alexandra was saying.
And had varied reactions.
[I mean… she's not wrong. But then again, if Mistelin didn't show up, both Duck Mom and the baby would've died. So Mistelin stepping in still saved one. Isn't that better than none?]
[But if Mistelin caused the abnormal situation, doesn't that mean her involvement created the problem too? She saves one but causes the other's doom... it's just too tangled.]
[You've officially confused me.]
[To summarize... it's all miHoYo's fault, right?!]
[No problem there. When there's no scapegoat in sight, blame miHoYo. Balance restored (doge)]
Hokuto: "...?"
...
Back to the story.
Let's set aside Alexandra's emotional outburst over Mistelin's initial words—
"You... no, I…"
"...Sorry."
She stopped herself before saying anything harsher.
Then, with a solemn and hopeful look, she turned back to Mistelin.
"I'm willing to trade my life for my child's. From your reaction... this is the only way left, right?"
Even as she spoke the word "way," her voice trembled—
As if afraid…
Mistelin wouldn't give her the answer she hoped for.
But Mistelin said nothing.
"..."
"..."
Alexandra received nothing but deepening silence.
It chilled her heart.
Yet perhaps, due to her heightened awareness, she sensed a deeper layer beneath Mistelin's silence—or maybe it was simply defiance.
Duck Mom pressed on:
"I know... if not for you, my child would've died with me already."
"These past days… everything changed so quickly, so chaotically. I don't even dare think about it all."
"I know it's all fate. I can't defy it, and I can't change it. I've convinced myself not to dig too deep…"
Again, she looked to Mistelin, eyes even more earnest.
"But now… if I do have the chance to change something… I want to take it. I want to let what I cherish most continue to exist in this world."
"Stigma—if you can awaken it, then surely you can return it to sleep, can't you?"
???
As soon as she asked that—
Everyone realized exactly what Alexandra wanted.
But…
Without the support of the Stigma, given her current condition—and the impending childbirth—
Players: ...
They had so much to say, but didn't know where to start.
Thankfully, Mistelin voiced it for them:
"You… do you know what you're asking?"
"Of course."
Alexandra nodded without hesitation. Her tone lightened considerably.
Because from Mistelin's reaction, she could tell—Mistelin really could suppress the Stigma again.
If so, her baby could be saved!
"Though afterward… I'll be back to that state—barely able to survive, without even medicine."
As for herself... it didn't matter.
[...]
[I can't put my thoughts into words.]
[And Mistelin has to do it herself... ugh, only this writer would...]
[What if we just... toggled it? On during pregnancy, off after? Rest for both, right? (sobs)]
["Toggle switch Stigma"... seriously now.]
Great idea.
But realistic?
[More likely Mistelin will copy Duck Mom's data into herself, storing it as a "story." Just don't expect more.]
[Data backup? Mistelin does have that ability.]
"Can we leave something behind at least?"
"..."
In truth—not even a keepsake could be left behind.
...
Regardless of their tangled thoughts, players were deeply moved.
Yes, these kinds of classical dilemmas tend to resonate.
But—what matters more is how it unfolds.
What will Mistelin do?
Will she honor Alexandra's request?
In-game, Mistelin looked at her.
The BGM perfectly softened into a somber melody, reflecting her frozen heart.
After pushing countless lives to death—this one, her only hope—she refused to let go.
To her—Mistelin—this was her lifeline.
She could not allow Alexandra to walk toward death… even if she had already condemned many to die.
To put it in that classic phrasing—
"Had I not seen the light, I could have endured the darkness."
With that mindset—
Players felt she might just pull an Otto, if pushed a bit further.
But ultimately, she wasn't human.
She was the crystallization of the Shaniat Stigma—an extension of an ideal.
And she calmed herself again.
Her voice leveled out as she began rationally analyzing the situation.
"This dilemma was caused by me—I won't deny that. But at the very least, in this moment… your decision is irresponsible."
"To give life is only the smallest beginning of motherhood. Have you considered what comes after…?"
"Her father is gone. If you too give up your life… what will become of that child without a single relative?"
[Yeah… giving birth without raising the child, that's a bit… yeah.]
[That's right. How did Bronya survive? In the comics and Sea of Quanta arc, she had company growing up.]
Anyone remembering the Sea of Quanta plot...
They'd also remember Grey Serpent's line when he reunited with Bronya:
"Bronya, you've always been in the Serpent's eyes."
[Didn't they say someone was coming soon to take Duck Mom away?]
Whether Mistelin changed Alexandra's mind was unclear.
But the players' perspectives were definitely shifting.
That's why in real life, these issues stir endless debate—everyone has a point.
And with the momentum on her side, Mistelin pushed on.
"Perhaps you've never really paid attention to the world outside—everywhere there is collapse, unpredictable human hearts… can you imagine what she might become?"
[Hmm...]
"Right. No father, no mother—Bronya's life would be…"
Elysia sighed and was about to say "very difficult."
Then Hokuto cut in.
"Of course, Bronya would become twin-drill pigtails."
"?"
"Mr. 'Otto'—can you not ruin the moment?"
Elysia nearly choked.
But what really knocked the wind out of her—
Was what came next.
Two prophets, hotly debating each other—
Even among the many "iconic scenes" in Honkai Impact 3rd, this remained unforgettable.
That's also why Hokuto broke in earlier—
Just to give her a little mental prep.
What a nice guy. (Fifty cents)
...
"I don't want to assume the worst… but the world around you isn't kind."
[Herrscher of Sentience: So true!]
[This world was never kind! 乆...]
"That child might be taken by some gang… trained to become an emotionless assassin. After only one or two missions… they'd die in a hail of bullets."
Players, ready to cue the usual Doll Assembly meme routine—
Froze.
What?
How did Mistelin know Bronya would become an assassin?
Was she guessing?
No way—how could she guess it that accurately?
Bronya was still an egg!
"Or perhaps… the child gets exposed to collapse energy. Though she narrowly escapes death, her body is permanently damaged. She lives the rest of her life in despair."
"…If all life brings is suffering, what would she even think then?"
[Mistelin the Prophet??]
[Prophet... but only halfway through the prophecy.]
[Did Mistelin read the script? Like… the first half only, so she had to improvise the rest?]
Actually, the second half was in Duck Mom's hands. (Seriously.jpg)
Alexandra replied softly after a long pause.
"...You're right. No one wants to live for pain alone."
"But maybe… when I can no longer hold on, someone else will treat her like family."
"Or maybe, when she grows up, she'll meet a few friends who truly care—and they'll guide her back to the right path."
"If she's lucky… she'll discover something she loves, and turn it into a lifelong passion."
[Whoa—so the rest of the script was with Duck Mom.]
[Friends = main cast; love = Seele (confirmed)]
[You combine both sides of this prophecy—you literally get Bronya's life.]
[Bronya: …My mom is the scriptwriter. That's so cool.]
Elysia: ...
She didn't expect it either.
Mistelin and Duck Mom's exchange basically authored Bronya's future.
"Hmm… if all of that corresponds…"
Elysia suddenly noticed something.
"Duck Mom's last line—that Bronya would find her interest and make it her life's work. Could that be true too? What's Bronya's interest? Gaming?"
"Correct. Bronya's hobby is indeed playing games," Hokuto admitted without hiding it.
"Then… Bronya's future career is game development? A game producer?"
"Yep."
"Hmm, that's just like real-life Bronya then."
"...Exactly the same."
Even the part where her game flops. Just as scripted.
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