[Character: Welt Joyce]
[Identity: First Herrscher of Reason; First-generation Welt; Founding Leader of Anti-Entropy]
[Personality Traits: Kind and gentle. Easily trusts the words of those around him. Possesses a strong spirit of self-sacrifice—when faced with the choice of sacrificing himself to save a city, he does so without hesitation. Desires to protect everyone around him.]
[Character Rating: 10.0 (Full Marks)**]
[Hupu Comments:
"Overlord of the heavens, have you ever witnessed the power of stars being shattered?"
"Plain, yet great!"
"The first Herrscher of Reason!"
"Welt Yang inherited his will through sit-ups!"
"Honkai: the ultimate double agent?"]
[Upcoming Exposure:Anti-Entropy]
As the rating was revealed,
the chat group erupted in shock once more.
[Kafka: Another full-score character?]
[Ruan Mei: It seems that in the face of disasters like Honkai, humanity's brilliance never truly disappears.]
[Honkai · Welt Yang: 'Yang sit-ups'…? What the hell is that supposed to mean??]
[Tesla: He… really was a great man.]
[Einstein: Full marks… not surprising.]
[Einstein: Anti-Entropy carries on his will in the fight against Honkai…]
Inside Schicksal's command center.
Seeing the name Welt Joyce
and that perfect score of ten,
Otto showed no surprise at all—he simply smiled.
"As expected of you, my friend."
In the eyes of ordinary people,
Welt Joyce's resolve to protect the world and his willingness to sacrifice himself
would naturally be far more popular.
That was only human nature.
And as for himself…
At that thought,
Otto let out a self-mocking chuckle.
Then, a trace of pride surfaced on his face.
Otto Apocalypse
had never needed anyone's evaluation in the first place.
Amid the lively discussions,
images slowly appeared on the screen.
The sole survivor of the First Honkai Eruption—
a young man seemingly without memories,
without a name,
without a past—
was sent to a research institute.
There,
he was given a name by Dr. Einstein.
Welt.
Meaning: World.
His body seemed to harbor an enormous secret.
In order to save more people across the world,
Welt willingly submitted himself to human experimentation and examinations
conducted by various organizations.
He endured pain far beyond what an ordinary person could bear,
and was studied—for three full years.
[Theresa: Three whole years of experimentation?!]
[Tesla: Three years! Three entire years! Do you have any idea how those three years were for me—uh—him?!]
[Paimon: Oh my god… that's so pitiful…]
[Sangonomiya Kokomi: He accepted it willingly, all to save more people in the world…]
[Hu Tao: That's incredible…]
[Ningguang: And after three full years of torment, he still stood firmly on the side of protecting the world…]
[Tartaglia: Tch. A truly admirable guy.]
[March 7th: Uh, Uncle Yang, you didn't go through all that, right?]
[Star Rail · Welt: ]
[Star Rail · Welt: That was during the First Honkai. Welt… was discovered at the epicenter as the first Herrscher. Humanity was in a state of sheer terror back then.]
Throughout those three years,
it was only through constant letter exchanges
with a mysterious pen pal known as the Clown
that Welt managed to endure without collapsing.
[October greetings. Before I knew it, this is already the twenty-second letter I've written to you—
as for the story of Saint Kallen, I finished telling it last time.]
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[—Your old friend, Clown Alpha]
"After all, he was just some anonymous pen pal arranged for me by some unknown big shot…"
"I had no intention of paying attention to something that sounded like political propaganda."
"But I have to admit—
the stories of Saint Kallen he told across those twenty-two letters really did move me…"
"When did it start, I wonder—
that I began to actually look forward to his monthly updates of the legend of the saint?"
In the scene,
Welt Joyce sat in a stark white room furnished with nothing but a bed and a desk,
reading through the letters.
As he looked at the comfort offered by Clown Alpha,
he muttered to himself with a helpless smile.
Yet it was clear—
he had already grown accustomed to this exchange of letters,
and had been deeply captivated by the stories his pen pal told.
But just how obsessed was this Clown Alpha with Saint Kallen…?
Twenty-two letters.
Three whole years.
All talking about one thing.
Saint Kallen.
And somehow,
Welt Joyce could read it all—
and even enjoy it.
In the chat group,
everyone suddenly realized something.
From Welt Joyce's earlier voice lines,
the identity of Clown Alpha was already obvious—
Otto Apocalypse.
Though no one knew why Otto had approached Welt under such an identity,
one thing was certain:
It couldn't possibly be for anything good.
[Ganyu: Twenty-two letters… all about Saint Kallen?]
[Einstein: Yes. As everyone knows… Otto's obsession with Kallen borders on fanaticism.]
[Theresa: Or perhaps… she was Grandfather's spiritual pillar…]
[Tesla: And Joyce could actually stand reading all that?]
[Ningguang: Perhaps that was the only solace he had left.]
[Kafka: If Saint Kallen was Otto's spiritual pillar, then at that time… wasn't Clown Alpha Welt's spiritual pillar as well?
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