Elias was surprised to find that after just a week, he already couldn't live without Misteln. His beloved Stigma Lady could bring experiences into his life that no ordinary person ever could—beautiful dreams!
Recently, whenever Elias stayed up too late…
Misteln: "If Master goes to rest now, I'll weave a beautiful dream as your reward. Please sleep without worry—I'll enter your dream for a while, so you won't feel lonely~."
Elias: "I love sleeping!"
Ever since Misteln entered his life, Elias' daily routine had become healthy. He went to bed early, woke up early, and even took a nap every afternoon.
The reason was simple: he loved Misteln's woven dreams.
After all, dreams weren't bound by reality. As long as one had imagination, even creating an entire fantasy world was effortless.
And with the authority granted by [Idea], Misteln could do anything in the realm of dreams! She earnestly listened to Elias' every whimsical request, creating a unique, perfect dream for her dear Master each night.
So far, Elias had already cleared Code Vein, Dark Souls, Elden Ring, Monster Hunter, Bloodborne, Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice, and other games within dreams.
Elias: "A dream-version, real-life Soulslike game is just too fun~!"
To the point that…
Ely: "Eli, let's do something naughty."
Elias: "Sorry Ely, Misteln is waiting for me in the dream. Next time, I promise. ZZZZ~"
Ely: "…" ε(┬┬﹏┬┬)3
It wasn't that Miss Pink Elf lacked charm—it was just that the Stigma Lady's ability was too marvelous.
And dream parties and such? Misteln had let him try those too. After experiencing it firsthand, Elias felt it was practically indistinguishable from reality.
Thus poor Elysia went from daily meals of affection to only getting fed once every two days.
Still, while Misteln kept her identity as a stigma lifeform secret, she didn't hide her abilities much. The only secret she guarded closely was that she and Elias were actually people from fifty thousand years in the future.
So everyone quickly realized her uniqueness.
However…
Sakura: "Oh, so she's a special person."
Hua: "Sounds impressive."
Eden: "Such a romantic ability~"
Kalpas: "Hah? That's it?"
Pardofelis: "Misteln-sis, please weave me a dream where I'm a super-rich lady like Eden!"
Aponia: "Since she's Elias' family, her identity doesn't matter."
...
Everyone accepted her as a matter of course. In fact, no one showed any wariness or rejection at all.
Even Misteln herself was surprised by this. She knew the reason, of course—it was because that day Elias had declared with his own mouth that she was his family.
What she hadn't expected was…
Just because of those words, her existence was accepted and welcomed by the entire world.
Now, her name "Misteln Schariac" had already been added to Elias' public records. In the once-empty "Family" column, countless people online were now cursing the nonexistent parents who had abandoned them.
In her words, this situation was…
"Just like a dream~"
Misteln had thought that as a "non-human" being, she would surely face rejection from the outside world.
She had even prepared herself to carry the burden of past sins, ready to endure slander if it meant she could stay by Elias' side. But the result left her so grateful she nearly wept.
At that time, Elias had held her gently and said:
"Misteln, you are my family. How could this world reject you just for making a little mistake? If it truly did, then it wouldn't even deserve to be saved by me."
The countless achievements Elias had already made…
Were more than enough to pardon her tiny sins a thousand times over.
And how could the world saved by the white-haired boy ever reject the savior's family?
Misteln, deeply moved, confessed on the spot.
"My dear Master, I love you so much!"
"I love you too, Misteln. Tonight, give me another good dream—this time I want to play Genshin Impact in it!"
"No~ I spent several days preparing a special dream for you. Please enjoy it instead."
Of course, Elias couldn't refuse.
That night, in a dreamlike palace that could never exist in reality, Elias obtained the Schariac stigma in another sense.
[Idea] allowed dreams to become reality to some degree. Misteln dragged Elias' real body into the dream, and within that palace, the Misteln there was also her true body.
So although it was a dream, it was without a doubt real. At least, the next day, Misteln lay in the Stigma Space for two full days before reappearing in reality.
And when a certain pink elf found out…
Ely: "Next time! You must bring me along!"
She made the demand so forcefully.
Elysia: "Jealous! I'm so jealous! Just hearing about a dream palace sounds so romantic and beautiful. Misteln, if you let me join you, I can accept you!"
Misteln: "Ah… well then, alright~"
After experiencing it once, the pink elf was utterly hooked. Though she had mixed feelings, she chose to welcome Misteln after all. Unlike the others, this newcomer becoming a "sister" actually brought her great benefits.
Even so, Elysia and the rest still raised Misteln's alert level to the highest.
After all, an [Idea] was an enemy far beyond standard parameters!
Mobius: "What? Because of your constitution, if you're not with Elias constantly it causes Honkai energy disasters? What a ridiculously enviou—ahem—defective constitution! Lie down on my lab table, I have to cure you!"
But more importantly…
Ely: "What? You can freely adjust your body weight between 5kg and 5 tons? That's so broken—it's just too enviou—uh, unfair of an ability!"
Elias: "Even though I made it myself, [Idea]s really are cheats, huh."
Still, although Misteln's whole heart was tied to Elias, she wasn't the kind of heavy-hearted girl who ignored everything else. As a "newborn," she was brimming with curiosity about the world.
Though she had been born with vast knowledge…
She had had little chance to experience things personally.
For example, even though she knew snow was a white, icy crystal, it wasn't until much later, upon reaching a snowy field, that she realized the flakes before her were snow.
Thus Misteln was always eager to try many things. And due to the nature of [Salvation], she gladly accepted others' heartfelt requests—especially to weave dreams.
Of course, unlike a certain absent-minded nun, Misteln knew how to keep boundaries. She would never weave dreams to fulfill lustful desires, though such requests were rare anyway.
The most common request she received was…
Soldier: "Miss Misteln, please… let me see my family again in a dream. I beg you."
Misteln: "Of course, I can."
Though she didn't know what their lost loved ones looked like, her [Transcription] ability let her grasp their entirety. By using it in a limited way, she could read the soldiers' memories.
And with that as a foundation, she created sweet dreams.
A large portion of Fire Moth's members were avengers who had lost something important to Honkai. Misteln's power brought comfort to hearts weighed down by hatred.
Though in reality they could never reunite with their loved ones, in dreams they could still hear their voices and see their faces. That was already enough for them to be endlessly grateful.
Even though everyone knew it was a dream, it was too real, too beautiful.
Thus…
Misteln's reputation went up ++++++!
While Elias felt gratified, he still gave a word of caution.
"This is a wonderful kindness, but don't overdo it. Humans must ultimately live in reality. You can't let everyone become addicted to the dreams you weave, understand?"
"Mhm! Okay~ I'll remember that!"
Misteln was absolutely obedient to Elias. And so, this beautiful and kind dreamweaver lady… brought out the knife.
To prevent people from indulging too much in dreams and forgetting reality, she gradually began placing a knife at the end of each dream. Many soldiers would be embracing their loved ones one moment, and the next, a Honkai Beast would suddenly appear and kill them.
Soldiers: "Aaaaaaah!!!"
Sweet dreams instantly turned into nightmares.
And after waking, none of them blamed Misteln. Instead, they blamed the Honkai. Every day, they doubled their training and took on Honkai extermination missions with renewed fury.
All of Fire Moth's hatred toward the Honkai went up!
Soldier A: "I will never coexist with the Honkai!!!"
Soldier B: "Losing my beloved, the world is ruined!!"
Soldier C: "Hmphahaha! Honkai, your life is mine!"
Kalpas: "..."
Watching Fire Moth becoming more and more "Kalpas-ified," Elias couldn't help worrying about their mental state.
But it had to be admitted—thanks to this, the surge of Honkai incidents after the Seventh Herrscher was resolved in no time. Efficiency had multiplied several times!
"Master, this is fine, right?"
Misteln asked innocently.
"Uh… it does work! But don't ever do it to me, okay? I hate knives in dreams."
Elias' eye twitched, shuddering at the thought. This was ruthless—his Stigma Lady was probably a natural-born black-hearted one!
One second heaven, the next hell.
Warmth with a loved one—then suddenly dead. Who could stand that?! Misteln, who turned you into this? Was it Mihoyo?
(Elias: Uh, seems it was me. Never mind then.)
"Look at everyone now—they all come to you with expressions of pain and joy… Mm, increase the intensity! But never do it to me, or I'll end up traumatized."
Elias couldn't help reminding her. Others could be knifed, but not him—classic double standards.
"Of course. How could I ever let you have a nightmare?"
Misteln answered without hesitation.
Recently, she realized she might really be a bad woman.
Or perhaps even as an [Idea], once she learned what love was, she too developed the desire to monopolize.
To stop soldiers from indulging, Misteln mercilessly dropped the knife. But when it came to Elias, she couldn't bring herself to add even a trace of bitterness to his dreams.
She wanted him to indulge in the beautiful dreams she wove.
As for reality—escaping from it once in a while should be fine~
By the way, thanks to her overwhelming popularity as a dreamweaver, very few people now visited Aponia's counseling room. After all, [Discipline] and so on…
Kalpas: "Not even dogs want it! Hmphahaha!"
Aponia: "..."
Compared to the nun who didn't understand hearts, the saintly lady who did was far more welcome. Aponia ended up jobless.
Incidentally, the title "Saintess" had already spread.
Misteln's usual fighting style was to wield a dazzlingly ornate banner, destroying enemies with stigma power that seemed like magic. Her battle form was far too holy.
Those fortunate enough to witness it began calling her the Saintess.
Elias: "Emmm, at this rate, Misteln really might end up becoming the ancestor of the Schariac family in this era. After all, Saintess and all that…"
Misteln: "Seems that's how it is, hmm. In that case, perhaps what's needed is a child with the surname Schariac, one who inherits the Schariac stigma~ Whether humans and [Ideas] can produce offspring… now that's a topic worth exploring~"
Elysia: "I don't know what you mean, but… Pink Elf Flying Kick!"
Misteln: (×ω×)
In the end, being too arrogant still brought punishment.
Though she occupied an important place in Elias' heart with jaw-dropping speed, in the end she still couldn't defeat the pink elf!
One day, Elias saw Misteln dragged into the training room by Elysia… That night, when she crawled back out, her head was covered with bumps, leaving her questioning life itself.
Misteln: "Impossible… how could this happen? How did Elysia break free from my dream bindings? And I'm an [Idea]—how could her crystal blossoms restrain me?"
Elysia: "As long as I make a wish, no matter what your ability is, it's useless! You call it idealism? There's nothing more idealistic than my Origin power."
[Idea] was, after all, no match for the [Herrscher of Origin].
Miss Pink Elf, eternal queen!!
As a reward for successfully defending her number one seat, Elias was monopolized by Elysia for ten full days…
…Ten days later…
Inside their bedroom.
"Alright, Ely, I'm heading out."
"..."
Elias gently tucked in Elysia, who had turned into a cream puff, cleaned her spotless with his authority, and placed a rare handmade breakfast by her pillow.
Stretching lazily, he prepared to go out and save the world.
A much more subdued Misteln obediently followed behind him. She glanced warily at the sleeping elf on the bed and subconsciously touched her head, where the bumps had finally faded.
"Master, Elysia really is special…" Misteln said.
It wasn't slander, but a sincere warning and reflection. Anyone who could defeat an [Idea] could never be just a girl as dazzling as falling blossoms.
"I know. Ely is the most special in the world."
Elias smiled and nodded. Of course he knew how extraordinary the girl who had stolen his heart was.
Elysia was constantly exploring Elias' secrets, and he too was exploring hers.
Both of them enjoyed this process.
"Elysia is a formidable rival, but I won't give up."
"Ha~ You're special too, Misteln."
"Mm! Next time, I definitely won't lose!"
Misteln glanced again at the sleeping Elysia's blissful face. She thought about tossing her a nightmare as payback for those ten days.
But in the end, she gave her a sweet dream instead.
Letting the pink elf sleep especially soundly.