Beautiful Dreams Will Eventually End!
The next second —
Robin's singing echoed across the entire sky.
"Heads up!"
"The wheels are spinning!"
Under the cheerful rhythm, the battle formation of the Express Crew was complete.
The hopeful accompaniment that once simply inspired confidence —
Now made it clear:
What lies ahead — is victory!
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: Ahhhh! This sounds amazing!
: Damn, the moment Robin opened her mouth, I raised my hands up without thinking!
: I don't know why, but the instant I heard that voice, I felt like I had to take action and do something immediately.
: This singing is simply divine inspiration!
: Using Robin's own song as the background music for the boss fight not only fits the theme of hope, but also conveys her desire to save her brother!
: Exactly! It perfectly matches Robin's wish to save others through her singing!
: What on earth are the developers at Honkai: Star Rail made of? Their brains must be cosmic-grade!
: And just talking about the song and vocals alone—this is pop hit level! Absolutely insane!
: I really feel like crying, and I don't even know why.
: Because of ideological conflict, because of sibling love, because of that line—"If one were not born alone... would they still walk a different path?" The one truly lonely is Sunday.
: But as a sister who deeply loves her brother, she would never want her brother to walk this path.
: This kind of emotion, combined with the boss battle music—so profound... so beautiful!
: MiHoYo, please I beg you, you must release the OST! You absolutely must release the full song!
...
No more words are needed.
The moment the singing began, this boss fight was elevated to something greater!
Who knows how many viewers stood up excitedly, dancing to the song.
One sentence:
Enjoyment! F***ing incredible enjoyment!
And on the screen...
Sunday curled up like a new born, tightly embraced by two large hands beside his face.
Immersed in his own world, he didn't even react to the crew's attacks.
Only that murmuring voice continued to echo.
"The first day, bestowed truth..."
"The second day, bestowed a calendar..."
"The third day, bestowed language..."
"..."
"What do we do?! Himeko! He's not responding to us at all!"
Stelle realized her attacks had no effect, and he wasn't even acknowledging them—total breakdown.
"Be careful, keep attacking!"
Himeko warned.
After speaking, she glanced at Robin floating up in the sky.
There, Robin floated mid-air, singing in bliss.
Just like a true superstar.
Eyes closed, fully immersed in the rhythm.
But at this moment, no one thought Robin looked strange.
All her emotions, everything she wanted to say, was conveyed through her song to everyone present.
In the song filled with hope, time was approaching the seventh day.
Sunday's hands, once hugging himself, were slowly expanding outward.
Those giant arms stretched upward toward the sky, forming a pose of embrace—an incredibly dramatic image.
"The dead Aeon, I salute you."
"With this seven-day vow, fate shall be inscribed..."
As he spoke, a halo appeared behind his head.
"You are not the one who created all things."
"Rather, humanity recreated you!"
"The seventh day! Bestow dignity!"
Sunday's body completely turned to light.
His voice grew ever grander.
That divine presence far surpassed any form he had taken before.
In this moment,
He was god!
"With your divine body, lay the foundation for our paradise!"
In the final solemn chant, he extended his right index finger toward the void.
Above, a halo of The Order expanded, and from it emerged a giant platinum-colored hand that extended its finger too, meeting Sunday's.
"Watch out!"
Welt rushed in front of the others immediately.
But it was too late!
A single droplet sound rang out, and a terrifying shockwave exploded from their touching fingers!
A world-shattering force swept through the entire theater in an instant!
The sheer power made the camera shake violently!
The crew's small figures looked like tiny boats tossed in a raging sea, totally overwhelmed!
But at this critical moment!
Countless feathers rained from the sky, shielding the crew and helping resist the shock.
The shockwave wasn't just one burst—it came in waves!
But with everyone working together, they managed to barely hold it off.
"True happiness must be the things that still stand tall in the face of 'nothingness!'"
"That is what it truly means to be alive!"
"Brother!"
Robin was still singing, but her heartfelt words continued to reach him through the music.
Everyone was struggling to hold their ground.
However, Sunday's attack had reached its limit.
Even he couldn't sustain it for long.
As the shockwave finally faded, the exhausted crew lifted their heads.
"This is the end, Sunday!"
Stelle keenly sensed the timing and flung her hat, which quickly flew forward!
Himeko, Welt, March 7th and Dan Heng followed right behind her.
Robin's song, her notes, materialized as feathers surrounding Stelle!
The hat transformed into Clockie.
Starlight poured down from above as Stelle caught her hat again and hurled it straight at Sunday.
At the same time, the Astral Express appeared once more, joining the strike!
All the attacks landed on Sunday in that moment!
A hair-raising creaking sound rang out.
That massive divine body finally collapsed under the pressure and slammed into the ground, raising an enormous cloud of smoke.
Robin's beautiful song also came to a close at this moment.
And when the dust settled, a weary Stelle lifted her head, looking at the wreckage.
Finally, she answered the question she had never told Sunday before:
"Why does life fall asleep? Because... one day…"
"…we will wake from the dream!"
With Stelle's words, the scene began to flicker.
Elsewhere, a sleeping Firefly slowly opened her eyes.
Beside her, more collapsed people began to wake.
On a street railing, Acheron shook her head and turned to leave.
The flowing, seamless boss fight had finally come to an end…
The audience instinctively kept their mouths slightly open, still lost in their thoughts.
But they knew—
This time, it was truly the final ending!