https://hsr.shouldnt.work/ 2026-06-05T04:58:21+00:00 https://hsr.shouldnt.work/ https://hsr.shouldnt.work/_media/wiki:dokuwiki-128.png text/html 2025-10-27T20:19:57+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:servant.of.death:i?rev=1761596397&do=diff I. Twirling in Fallen Bloom ---------- 1-1 I see a sword that grants death, A shackle of destiny, Next to the silver-haired girl, Worshiped at the demise's hallow. The sword stained with unknown blood, lying shattered and snapped. The shackle chained pale wrists, dotted in thickening rust. text/html 2025-10-27T20:33:28+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:servant.of.death:ii?rev=1761597208&do=diff II. Willing to Adorn the Living ---------- 2-1 Born with an evil curse, Her hand dips into lethal cinnabar and white lead, To personally decorate the faces of the dead. Her skills are said to bestow beauty on anyone, Even transforming their appearance completely. text/html 2025-10-27T20:44:56+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:servant.of.death:iii?rev=1761597896&do=diff III. With a Heart Unwithered ---------- 3-1 To the dead, when she bids farewell, She casts the slate into the fire, an act futile. I have never heard of lands with such customs. At this time, something drizzles down the slate, Full of colors, text/html 2025-10-27T20:55:27+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:servant.of.death:iv?rev=1761598527&do=diff IV. When the Wind Was Warm ---------- 4-1 The two girls frolicked in the wheat fields, Fleet as doe deer, Making ripples in the shallow puddles and pools clear. As dusk approaches, The exhausted girls collapse over the wheat heaps, Talking about their longings and dreams: text/html 2025-10-27T21:04:50+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://hsr.shouldnt.work/readable:saga:servant.of.death:v?rev=1761599090&do=diff V. Upstream Along the River of Souls ---------- 5-1 The River of Souls flows to the other side, wrapped in the land's night, Broad, slow, an eternal and silent sight. It belongs to all in this world that has life, All of which flows downstream, converging as one.