"System, why do both of these members have 'Kiana' in their brackets?!"
Kiana couldn't figure it out, so she asked the System.
[Per System protocol, the chat group invites only 'Kianas' from the myriad worlds.]
Reading the reply, Kiana's brows knitted in thought.
If this were just the Mihoyo tree–sea continuum, plenty of namesakes—or look-alikes—wouldn't be surprising.
But if beyond that tree-sea there still existed Kianas, maybe even perfect doubles… she had to wonder.
She half-suspected those Kianas were transmigrators.
As for herself?
She figured she counted as half a transmigrant.
A blank soul with amnesia, merged with Sirin's will-made-avatar.
Plus a brand-new personality unlike her past life, plus memories only just awakened.
Hence: half transmigrant, half native.
"So, System… are they all transmigrators?"
she asked, uneasy.
She feared running into malicious cross-world travelers.
[Host must probe for herself; surprises may await.]
"What kind of surprises?"
Tilting her head, Kiana scratched her cheek, then shook the thought away.
[Un-evolved Tuna: Hello everyone!]
[Un-evolved Tuna: What the heck is this ID?!]
"Hey, System! You cooked up that group name, didn't you?!"
Kiana glared at the panel, cheeks red with indignation.
Tuna—those were just Bronya's insults!
[If the Host dislikes it, she may change it herself.]
"Much better."
Kiana nodded approvingly and edited her tag.
[Kiana: (,,･∀･)ﾉ゛hello]
[Demon God of Fire: Huh? Me, a God? Seriously?]
[Demon God of Fire: I'm just an ordinary Wangsheng Funeral Parlor (Genshin Impact) worker in Liyue!]
[Gojo Kiana: Just checked—everyone in here's called Kiana?]
[Kiana: Yep, that's right. [selfie] Behold, This Young Miss!]
[Demon God of Fire: Wait—if you're Kiana, then who am I??? [selfie]]
[Gojo Kiana: Pfft, hilarious! Wonder what Satoru Gojo's face would look like! [selfie]]
[Kiana: Wow, we're all Kianas! And, objectively, you're gorgeous!]
[Demon God of Fire: We're practically twins… aren't you just complimenting yourself?]
[Kiana: Ehe~ With beauty like mine, compliments are redundant, right?]
[Gojo Kiana: Can't argue with that.]
Lying in her hospital bed, Kiana studied the selfies and nodded.
Of course she looked amazing—whatever the outfit.
[Demon God of Fire: Doesn't anyone find this sudden chat group weird?]
[Kiana: I'm the Group Owner… should I be shocked?]
[Chat Group Notice: Every member, past and present, is the same person.]
In three separate worlds, identical eyes widened in unison.
"All one person? System, do you mean—"
Kiana blurted, stunned.
Taken literally, didn't that mean all three shared the exact same previous life?
Simultaneous transmigration???
[Host, relax. Though your past selves were identical, each Kiana has since lived, suffered, and grown into a unique individual; treat them as separate people.]
[Furthermore, scans show only you possess complete memories.]
[The other Kianas know only who they were and a few life events—not the anime, games, or films (just some web-novel plots).]
[In short, their memories are incomplete and unrecoverable.]
The System relayed a similar explanation to the other two,
though it kept quiet about the memory gaps.
"I see…"
Kiana felt the imbalance at once.
Without those memories, the others might miss oncoming dangers and get hurt.
"Oh well—when I'm strong enough, I'll just have to protect them. We're the same person, after all!"
She pumped a small fist, righteous and determined.
[Reminder: divergent lives forge divergent selves; they are both you and not you.]
"Meh—no difference. Any girl named Kiana is surely a kind-hearted beauty~"
She dismissed the warning, hands on hips, chin lifted in pride.
[Demon God of Fire: I still can't believe we're literally the same person!]
[Gojo Kiana: Even I got spooked. Next chance I get, I'm dragging you two over to prank my good-for-nothing big brother!]
[Kiana: Count This Young Miss in!]
[Chat Group Notice: Insufficient energy for stable cross-world transit!]
Two Kianas may swap places for 7 days at 100 points each time,
provided both consent; only minds switch, bodies stay put.
Earn points by daily check-ins!]
[Gojo Kiana: Tch…]
[Kiana: Not bad—maybe once we have more members we'll unlock full teleportation.]
[Demon God of Fire: When you do visit Liyue, I'll get the boss to give you a deal—buy one tombstone, get two free!]
[Kiana: You're hawking your own wares now?! Did your boss brainwash you?]
[Demon God of Fire: Eh—our consultant's a handful; if I don't hustle, I'm afraid the boss won't even make payroll… (shrugs)]
Footsteps sounded outside the ward.
[Kiana: Visitor here—gotta go!]
[Demon God of Fire: Off you go. I'll change my ID—someone plain like me can't be a God, right?]
[Gojo Kiana: My bro's dragging me to jujutsu practice. See ya later!]
[Wangsheng Funeral Parlor (Genshin Impact) Workhorse: Alright, I'll head out and drum up customers.]
Kiana closed the chat and turned toward the door.
Moments later, the person she'd longed to see appeared.
"Mei!"
she greeted, waving happily.
"Mei, see? Bronya told you the idiot Tuna was fine. Look—she's practically a hyper white puppy."
Expressionless, Bronya stepped out from behind Mei, hugging a Homu doll, mechanical legs whirring.