https://hsr.shouldnt.work/ 2026-06-05T02:42:22+00:00 https://hsr.shouldnt.work/ https://hsr.shouldnt.work/_media/wiki:dokuwiki-128.png text/html 2025-11-12T15:13:40+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:chessmaster.monarch?rev=1762960420&do=diff Chapter 2 - Chessmaster Monarch: Cerydra Time flows. Dynasties rise and fall. The people cry out for a ruler, desperate for guidance. To the sovereign, their subjects are pawns. Even heaven and earth are just weights on a scale. If the death of a sovereign can bring victory, then no price is too steep and everything is just a chess piece. text/html 2025-11-12T15:20:16+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:demised.scholar?rev=1762960816&do=diff Chapter 8 - Demised Scholar: Anaxagoras What nameless being bestowed divinity on those higher existences? The scholar walks through Grove of Epiphany and refutes all the wise ones he meets with this question alone. For akin to the magic tricks he is so skilled at, his sophistic opponents fall into his trap as soon as they open their mouths— text/html 2025-11-16T13:03:44+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:flawless.ego?rev=1763298224&do=diff Chapter 13 - Flawless Ego: Cyrene When arduous years dissolve behind us and become shooting stars falling toward the unknown, How shall we leave behind a musical note, a sentence? How shall we remember a seed, a flower? Perhaps, we only need to softly hum a melody as we walk toward the future. There is no need to wait in anguish. text/html 2025-11-12T15:22:14+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:fleet-footed.traveler?rev=1762960934&do=diff Chapter 12 - Fleet-Footed Traveler: Cifera Deceit and treachery... Such calamities are despised by the world, as they have been for millennia. Yet the nimble cat-thief merely twitches her feline ears, adjust her hood, and slips the treasures into her pocket. text/html 2025-11-12T15:18:56+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:healer.of.light?rev=1762960736&do=diff Chapter 6 - Healer of Light: Hyacinthia In the world, countless magnificent phenomena once set the boundless sky buzzing and boiling. And when the twilight faded, the moment when the overcast mends, and dawn and dusk merge into one... She bestows upon the wanderers the last, hazy light, text/html 2025-11-12T15:11:15+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:last.prince?rev=1762960275&do=diff Chapter 10 - The Last Prince: Mydeimos His home had long been covered in dust. Like that perilous city named Kremnos, the man's past is equally veiled in shadows. Only his infamy as the King-Slayer is recounted in echoes. His immortal and woundless body barred all swords and blades, and also dispelled curiosity and peeking gaze. text/html 2025-11-12T15:09:07+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:mysterious.foreign.guest?rev=1762960147&do=diff Chapter 3 - Mysterious Foreign Guest: March 7th Two moons hang on the Veil of Evernight's scroll. Their lights intertwine and shimmer in and out of sight, like the whirlwinds of a dance. It is said that peals of laughter from the skydome could be heard at the beginning of a moon cycle, dispelling the solitude of the Evernight. text/html 2025-11-12T15:09:19+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:prisoner.of.flames?rev=1762960159&do=diff Chapter 7 - The Prisoner of Flames: Khaslana When the world's end descends, a hero raised a sword glinting in the setting sun and challenged the night that approached dusk. His heart pulsed with the brilliance of stars, and his eyes blazed like a fallen sun, casting silver needles upon the scarred earth. text/html 2025-11-12T15:12:17+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:servant.of.death?rev=1762960337&do=diff Chapter 11 - Servant of Death: Castorice The glorious age falls and crumbles, and even death must seek a home. She passed through Aidonia and souls wailed in her palms, yet there was no hatred in those sounds. Is glory equally priced to death? To seek this answer, she never stopped her steps. text/html 2025-11-12T15:08:41+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:soaring.dragon.without.restraint?rev=1762960121&do=diff Chapter 4 - Soaring Dragon Without Restraint: Dan Heng Deep within the earth lies a whisper from ages past, where ancient eyes gaze through the river of time. As the giant dragon's back becomes riddled with cries of sorrow, The will of countless souls to survive condenses into one final reverse scale — text/html 2025-11-12T15:12:48+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:triplets.of.fate?rev=1762960368&do=diff Chapter 1 - Triplets of Fate: Tribios The children have walked far too long, and their footsteps once filled with doubt. The tears shed at partings also caused them to lower their sight. The favorite child of fate tried to forsake fate. Does a fragrant land truly exist at the end of the west wind? text/html 2025-11-12T15:15:38+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:wave-strumming.knight?rev=1762960538&do=diff Chapter 5 - Wave-Strumming Knight: Helektra The fish swims and meanders on the pitch-black bottom of the abyss, seeking light in the gloomy seas. The waves of agony, tides of lies, and the torrents of destiny all batter and wash against her empty soul. text/html 2025-11-12T15:21:11+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:weaver.of.gold?rev=1762960871&do=diff Chapter 9 - Weaver of Gold: Aglae [Image of a taro card with a dressmaker that has been inspired via historical Greco-Roman art.] The holy city that sees no night seems as eternal as the demigod of the Chrysalis of Gold. Sight is now a burden to her eyes, as the golden threads around her fingertips pass her countless songs of murmurs and blood, the speech of humanity buried in the dust.