Honkai Star Rail: Saving the World with a Mobile Game — Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Twins, A Story Made Complete Because of You~

Castorice froze, her eyes blinking in slow, owlish confusion.

Taking in Ash’s utterly playful expression, the realization finally dawned on her—she had been tricked. Or rather, thoroughly teased.

So there was no terrible price to pay after all?

Castorice couldn’t stop her cheeks from puffing out into a slight pout. Then again, given the atmosphere, offering a hug as a reward wouldn’t have been the worst thing in the world…

“Lord, please stop teasing me.” Castorice’s fingers fidgeted restlessly with the hem of her skirt, betraying her nervous heartbeat. “We’re still out in the open in Okhema, and Little Polyxia is sitting right here.” She lowered her voice to a flustered whisper. “A hug… it’s just too embarrassing…”

From her wheelchair, Polyxia merely tilted her head, watching the two of them with quiet amusement.

Before Castorice could hesitate any further, a soft snap echoed through the air.

Ash had snapped his fingers. In one smooth motion, he caught Castorice’s trembling hand and gently guided it down to rest against Polyxia’s leg.

“I was just messing with you, Castorice,” Ash said, his teasing tone melting away into absolute sincerity. “Don’t pull away. Carefully feel this power. It belongs to you now.”

His gaze locked onto hers. “Use it to achieve exactly what you’ve always wanted to do.”

Castorice’s eyes widened, shimmering with a sudden, overwhelming mixture of disbelief and fragile joy.

Then, before she could even process the shock…

The moment Castorice’s palm pressed fully against Polyxia’s leg, a miracle took root.

A brilliant, saturated purple light bloomed from her fingertips. It spread outward like liquid glass, climbing and intertwining around Polyxia’s limbs like ethereal vines swaying in a gentle, unseen breeze.

To an outside observer, the courtyard remained perfectly still. There was no explosive shockwave, no shattering of the elements—just a quiet, deep mending of reality itself.

“It feels… so light,” Polyxia murmured, her voice barely above a breath.

Her quiet awe bled directly into Castorice’s heart.

A soft smile curved Polyxia’s lips. Reaching out, she mirrored Ash’s earlier gesture, placing her own delicate hand gently over the back of her sister’s palm.

“So light…” Polyxia whispered again. “Sister’s hand is so warm…”

Silence settled over the balcony.

The tranquil atmosphere lingered, wrapping the three of them in a bubble of absolute peace.

A moment later, the miracle known as ‘Life’ reached its natural conclusion, and the purple radiance faded into the air.

Sensing Polyxia shifting her weight as if trying to get up, Castorice panicked. Her movements were entirely uncoordinated as she scrambled forward, desperately reaching out to support her sister’s shoulders.

Polyxia, in stark contrast, was the picture of serenity. “It’s okay, Sister. You don’t need to be so nervous.”

With nothing more than a slight, experimental shift of her ankles…

Polyxia stood up.

She rose from the wheelchair without a single hitch, the entire motion incredibly smooth and entirely effortless. If there was any awkwardness at all, it was simply the slight hesitation of a girl who hadn’t felt the weight of gravity on her own two feet in a very long time.

“Little Polyxia, you… you can really stand?” Castorice’s voice cracked, tears threatening to spill over.

“Look.” Polyxia took two barefoot steps forward across the stone floor. “I can’t just stand. I can walk, too.”

Time seemed to stop.

Castorice slowly withdrew her hands, pressing them flat against her own chest. A long, shuddering sigh of relief tore its way out of her very soul. She didn’t need to speak; the sheer, unadulterated joy radiating from her tear-streaked face said enough.

It really worked.

Overwhelmed with gratitude, Castorice spun around, fully intending to thank Ash from the bottom of her heart.

But just as she turned, Ash suddenly staggered backward. Mimicking Anaxa’s infamous dramatic flair, he clutched his forehead and let out a sharp gasp of pain.

“Hiss~!”

The color instantly drained from Castorice’s face. Terrified, she closed the distance in rapid, frantic steps, grabbing Ash’s arm to keep him upright.

“Lord! Lord? What’s wrong?!”

Panic laced every syllable. “Are… are you hurting somewhere?”

Ash quickly waved his free hand, shaking his head as he leaned heavily against her, feigning a weak, listless state. “No, no… it’s fine. It might just be the backlash from overdrawing my power.”

He let out a strained breath. “It’s just… my arm hurts a bit. It shouldn’t be a big deal.”

Despite his dismissive words, Castorice didn’t think he looked ‘fine’ at all.

Could it be that channeling the Path’s power actually carries a terrible price?!

“Your arm?” Castorice squeezed his bicep, her touch frantic with worry and deep, agonizing guilt. “Is it hurting here, Lord?”

“Actually… my chest feels a bit tight, too.”

“Your chest?!” Castorice immediately moved her hands, pressing them anxiously against his chest. “Does it hurt here as well?”

“No, wait, now there’s a stinging pain in my right cheek. It feels like it’s burning,” Ash complained, pointing vaguely at his face.

“Ah?!” Castorice stood on her tiptoes, pressing her cool, delicate fingers against his cheek. “How is this happening… why would it hurt all the way up here?”

Tears pricked the corners of her eyes. “Lord, we need to go back right now and find Lord Hyacine!”

“I’m so sorry… I-I didn’t know borrowing this power would cause you so much suffering…”

Watching her spin around like an anxious, headless fly nearly broke his resolve. She had just healed her sister’s legs, yet before she could even celebrate, Ash was suddenly collapsing in agony. Castorice instinctively assumed this was the true, hidden cost of the miracle.

Was he lying to me earlier just to be kind? Is the price actually his own health?

And to make matters worse, she hadn’t even been willing to give him a simple hug beforehand.

A crushing wave of guilt and anxiety welled up inside Castorice’s chest. She was entirely at a loss for what to do.

But just as her panic was about to reach its absolute peak…

Before Ash could push the joke any further, Polyxia covered her mouth and let out a very obvious, very amused giggle.

Sensing something was off, Castorice tried to turn around to look at her sister—only to realize that, in her frantic worrying, she had practically thrown herself directly into Ash’s embrace.

With a gentle, effortless motion, Ash wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close.

Castorice froze, her eyes flying open in utter confusion.

“Haha, even though it feels a bit mean to watch, Sister really is far too easy to trick,” Polyxia laughed, making no effort to hide her rising smile. “It’s a good thing Sister has friends like Ash and Lord Seifer looking out for her. Otherwise, I’d be genuinely worried that the moment she stepped outside, she’d get swindled out of everything she owns~”

Slowly, mechanically, Castorice tilted her head up.

She stared at Ash. He was smiling down at her, looking perfectly healthy, perfectly fine, and entirely unbothered.

Alright.

She understood now.

She had been tricked again. No, she had been played like a fiddle.

Ash was perfectly fine; he had just faked a terminal illness to get her flustered.

The pale shock on Castorice’s face rapidly gave way to a brilliant, burning red flush. A look of deep, deep grievance crossed her features, quickly followed by an indignant huff as she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him back tightly.

“Lord, you’re the absolute worst…” she mumbled into his chest.

“Please don’t use such a mean trick… to-to tease me ever again. I was genuinely terrified.”

Ash let out a bright, unapologetic laugh. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his mobile phone and opened the camera app.

“A friend once told me that moments worth cherishing should be recorded,” Ash said, shaking the phone slightly. “Little Polyxia can finally stand, and you’re right here beside her. How about we take a picture to remember this?”

Still blushing furiously, Castorice kept her face half-buried in his shirt, but offered a small, happy nod.

A short while later.

The official game development platform refreshed with a brand-new post.

【Tonight Eat Roast Chicken: Twins, A Story Made Complete Because of You~】

It didn’t take long for the community forums to absolutely explode.

In the attached photo, Polyxia stood in the foreground wearing simple, comfortable casual clothes, her face illuminated by a brilliant, unburdened smile.

Just behind her, Castorice—dressed in a light, flowing white dress—was gently supporting her sister’s arms.

A gentle breeze caught the ends of Castorice’s purple hair and the ribbons tied within it. There, on a sunlit rooftop balcony in Okhema, the wind carried a flurry of falling petals around the reunited twins.

【Bro, this is so damn touching! I’m actually crying in the club right now!】

【This epilogue from the Dev is simply the greatest invention of this entire Amber Era. Castorice finally gets to live a normal life with her sister!】

【Castorice can hug people, and Polyxia can stand. Roast Chicken, you absolute madman, you’ve finally done something decent for once.】

【I can’t even look at this without hurting. In reality, Polyxia is already gone and Castorice is forever trapped down in the Underworld. Remembering the actual lore makes me feel like I’ll never smile again…】

【Wait, will that so-called ‘Re-creation’ actually happen in the story? Can we really meet Castorice and the others again in the real world?!】

【Speaking of which, there’s only one last Sky Tinder left to return, right? Doesn’t that mean there’s literally only one version update left?!】

【That’s way too fast! One more version and the Re-creation happens. Is the game actually ending already?!】

【I absolutely have to see what kind of ending the Dev cooks up to be worthy of the Chrysos Heirs’ long journey. If they dare to write some half-assed, rushed conclusion, I’m going to riot—!】