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SCENE III
( Blade arrives in a big dark room, a lot of others cosplayers are entering as well. He roams the room and see the decor. It's a stage with a lot of seats in ranks. People are flowing everywhere, he tries to make a path for himself )
BLADE : This place is sickening... The air is so humid and it's stinks. I can barely breath...
( He accidentally pushes someone )
COSPLAYER WITH A DIAMOND PICKAXE : Hey ! Watch were you going !
BLADE : ( Ignores him )
COSPLAYER : Hum, that guy is a real typical loser from that gacha trending game. ( walks away )
BLADE : What... Did you just say ? ( He tries to catch up the guy but he lost him in the crowd ) Whatever, I want to leave this place as soon as possible... But first, I need to- HAH ?!
( Blades bumps into someone and it's a person with pink hair )
BLADE : ( Grabs them by the shoulder ) You thought you all would manage to escape from me-
COSPLAYER WITH PINK HAIR : Wah- ! Who are you ?!
BLADE : ( Examinates the person in front of him ) You... Don't look like her. You don't have a warrior spirit in your eyes, move.
( He walks past her and continue his research, he starts to enter a huge group of people with green coats, grey hair and pink hair. Suddenly, he stops himself, and one by one, he grabs each persons by the shoulders and examinate their faces )
BLADE : No, no, no... No ! What is this trickery ?
COSPLAYER WITH A BAG OF CHIPS : Yo man watch where you going !
BLADE : You're not him... Urgh...
( Blade spins around and find himself lost. He grabs his head in denial and start pulling his own hair in growls. He doesn't know what kind of place he is, and what is wrong with the civilization here. Althought that this planet was not evolved enough to be in contact with the IPC and know about the Stellarons Hutners whereabouts and huge bounty fixed on their wanted posters, it has it's own defensive mechanism to torment the Stellaron Hunter. He starts breathing loudly and there's a taint of rage in his voice )
BLADE : I hate this planet !
A VOICE TALKING IN A MIC : Thanks to Miss Suki and Daniel Cos ! Now, we are presenting the 42th contestant ! Continuing in the Honkai Star Rail, we are getting another team ! Here is Cold Dragon Young, Girl Power and Garbage Queen !... Hah, it's seem that the 41th contestant is late...
BLADE : ( He turns to the sound of the voice, coming from the stage and he gasps loundly, he starts trotting to the stage )
MIC GUY : They are here cosplaying as Trailblazer, March 7th and Dan Heng ! A side note, we will attribute a prize to the best cosplay show off !
BLADE : Excuse me, I need to pass.
( Blade climbs above the ranks of seats and walks over the spectactors, try to get closer to the stage but once he's near the stage, his view gets blocked by the security guards, reacting from his bizarre behavior, and more cosplayers of March, Dan Heng and Trailblazers are coming on the stage )
BLADE : Stop !
( He gets pushed out of the tiny crowd and look around him. He sees in the back of the stage some stairs that lead to the scene )
( Blade finally decide to push everyone. Someone in the crowd last minute stick a number "41" behind is back in extremis and Balde is too much in a hurry to notice it. He quickly runs toward it, but when he disappear in the back, Dan Heng, March and Stelle are coming down the stage. He makes it up to the stairs, climbs them and arrive in front of the public. He shed out his sword and ready to parry. Yet, no one is here, but the commentator )
COMMENTATOR ( previously MIC GUY ) : Oh my ! What do we see here ? The late 41th contestant ! It appears that they are cosplaying as Blade ! ( shushing ) Wow man, this is the best cosplay I ever seen today ! ( blinks )
BLADE : ...Excuse me ?
( The crows cheer even louder and Blade dares to not move any further. He is frozen on the stage. A projectoring light is bleaming on him and he try to block the light with his hand )
COMMENTATOR : ( Points at the big screens that now display the scores ) Look ! The votes are raising ! Wow ! Contestant number 41 is taking over the team of Cold Dragon Young on the top 3 ! We are reaching... 919 votes ?!... Well I think this is it. Dear contestant... I have great news for you !
( Blade doesn't understand a single thing happening at the moment. The crowd is cheering extremely loud and the lights are itching his eyes. But he do catch the words of the commentator next to him and looks at him with horror )
END OF SCENE III
EPILOGUE
(Dan Heng, March and Stelle finally makes it out of the gigantic endless hall. It is nice to breath the fresh air and feel the sun kissing your skin. As they stops to catch a tiny break, they hear a strident scream rising from the inside. The space anchor is almost a few meters away, in front of them )
STELLE : Hah, do you think contestant number 41 lost the contest ?
MARCH 7TH : Who cares ? All that matters now is that we're alive and far away from him.
( The trio giggles a little, but definitely tired of that weird exhibit. They finally touches the space anchor and return home )
END OF EPILOGUE