《崩坏3》布洛妮娅 同人 短篇小说 「TEARS」
写在前面：这是一篇《崩坏3》纯英语
的原创
同人短篇小说，并不是转载的。
因为咱不常用英语写这种文风的作品，所以难免有各种各样的问题；而且这篇短篇小说并未
100%遵循布洛妮娅官方人设（有一些差别），所以还烦请各位多多包涵的说……！
大概算是一部悲剧吧……？
In the far future, in a small village near the borderland, a female infant was born in an ordinary family. It was rumored that the host of the family was extremely alcoholic – at least that was the case before the hostess got pregnant, and he himself went missing.
The infant didn’t cry at all, which is probably because of her being too weak. However, instead, the hostess began to sob softly. This newborn baby had legs that were unbelievably thin – she was not only weak but also an abnormal baby. It’s no wonder why she was like this – the host had all sorts of bad habits, plus the hostess wasn’t nourished enough due to him being gone after she got pregnant.
The baby’s got a beautiful name, “Bronya”.
Merely a week after giving birth to her baby, the hostess had to leave her home to seek help. Without adequate support from the outside world, she’s barely even holding on during pregnancy, and now if she continues to stay, both of them are likely going to be starving to death. So, after some simple preparations, she gently carried the baby on her back and decided to depart.
With snowflakes whirling in the sky like a myriad of feathers, and along with the inconstant and weak sound of her baby crying, she began her journey as a desperate attempt of preserving their lives.
In a world decorated with snow of silvery white, a man was walking tiredly.
As a high-ranking officer who later became scientific research personnel, his body is still not fully recovered from the tiresome work thus is prone to collapse. Just finishing off a project, he was actually thinking about going somewhere new to relax from all the work he’s been doing. Unexpectedly, he was faced with tons of snowflakes flying around, and it almost seemed like a snowstorm was about to come.
When he was just about to return, a weak cry coming from the ground caught his attention. After listening carefully, it became certain to him that it wasn’t his imagination, so he started looking around. All of a sudden, with his eyes which were trained in the army, he was able to notice and locate a pile of snow that was disturbing the harmony of the silver and white snow around, so he ran towards it as fast as possible to find out what happened.
However, when he stepped closer towards the pile of snow, he slipped and fell heavily on the ground. He realized that where he just stepped on was much more slippery than normal. When looking down, he discovered that the trace his foot left right when he fell on the ground had a disturbing reddish black color – with which he was already pretty familiar. Struggled to get up, he gasped with surprise at an unexpected find. There was a woman lying on her stomach, whose exposed parts of the body are already cold as blocks of ice. The trace of her blood started from a piece of sharp rock sticking out and ended on the ground, forming a mixture of reddish ice and liquid.
On the back of the woman, there was a baby well-wrapped in blankets sobbing without much strength left. Her sound of crying was becoming more inconstant as time was passing by, telling him about all the misfortune that they’d possibly been through. A drop of tear clear as the crystal was silently dripping down from her canthus.
After wiping off her tears, he discovered that there was also a piece of paper – a note wrapped in the blankets. “Bronya… what a beautiful name”, he whispered. Upon reading the note, a sense of being soaked in desperation could clearly be sensed. It almost felt like the woman had already known what would happen to her, and that she was simply telling what happens after she dies – to someone who is perhaps not going to show up at all.
He buried the woman and made a small nameless tomb for her as quickly as possible in the woods covered in white. After that, he grabbed the baby, held her to his chest firmly, then rushed back towards his vehicle at an insanely fast speed.
Even though he had already witnessed so many deaths on the battlefield, his heart was still melted by her drops of helpless tears.
“Even if it means that I’ll have to risk my life, I’ll help you live!”
Time went by quickly yet silently.
One early morning, a mysterious girl stepped into a private academy.
“Everyone, please welcome your new classmate – Bronya.”
With all the surprised looks on her new classmates’ faces and talking in whispers around her, she walked towards her seat.
“Wow, she’s so beautiful…”
“Isn’t she the so-called ‘killing machine’?”
“What happened to her legs…”
Decorated with curly silver hair was the snow-white tone of her skin. Her silver eyes looked somewhat shiny, yet deep and emotionless. In contrast with the uniform of the academy, her legs had the most unsettling and frightening appearance. As silvery thighs and shanks decorated with yellow and white patterns, unlike human skin and flesh, they were shining as metals would. And inside the framework of her legs, two seemingly deadly blades could be seen ready for action at any time.
The new life of Bronya was brought to her by her father, who was rumored to be scientific research personnel with a mysterious past in the military. He generously gave her – what was rumored to be a prototype from some early projects – these self-powered, firm, yet flexible legs, and taught her well the art of battling long before sending her to seek for higher education in this academy.
Upon staring at all the medals her father had hanging on the walls when she was little, Bronya also made up her mind to be an excellent soldier when she grows up. And because of this somehow deeply moving her father, he decided to pay top price to get her into this academy – which promotes a combination of knowledge-teaching and military-like training – to help her learn not only knowledge but also more battling skills so that she could realize her dreams.
As days went by, Bronya progressed exceedingly fast.
Under her poker face, most, if not all of her challengers got defeated before even realizing how she attacks.
Looking at his daughter being chosen into an elite squad for having the top performance, the father, who was already aging at the moment, felt relieved about her growth. He was often there beside his office desk tapping her head with a warm smile, and Bronya would smile back to him as well.
Even though in practice Bronya’s performance was good, she was still rather shocked when she first stepped into the battlefield with a smell of a mixture of smoke, engine oil, and blood.
Equipped with the most advanced weapons and floating armors, this girl who was already used to battling still felt touched by what she’s seeing and going through at the moment – about life and death.
Upon settling down, she started to join the battle as well. After days of making lunch meat, where there used to be a battlefield returned to silence.
Filled with excitement, Bronya immediately went back to meet up with her father to tell him about her performance, but only to find his office building isolated by warning lines.
After realizing that something clearly wasn’t right, she made her way into his father’s office in a hurry.
The office desk she was familiar with was still in its original position, with the only difference being that it was partially reddish black. A bullet went right through the chest of her father who was sitting before the disk, leaving a much bigger hole on its way out, and his father remained lifelessly in his sitting position, without even having a chance to call for help.
Realizing that someone unauthorized came in, security along with policemen dragged her out of the building as soon as possible, leaving her in a state of absentmindedness.
The message of the murderer getting caught smashed into her head from a radio nearby at the funeral of her father’s.
The seeds of hatred he planted as a soldier was then coming back to him, causing his daughter to lose her family in an instance.
“Wars are cruel and cold-blooded” – this was ironed into her heart.
From that day on, her eyes became even dimmer, and the techniques she would use on her enemies were becoming much deadlier as well.
In the chit-chats happening in the academy, Bronya was starting to be regarded as a legend. Even being able to be in a squad with the poker-faced girl became something that other people could brag about.
From a nameless soldier to a leader of teams, she made her way up and got constant promotion due to her extraordinary performance against enemies on battlefields, just like her father did.
After accepting to complete a new mission, she led her teams and went straight for the base of the organization to which she was ordered to go, and from which the murderer who killed her father was sent.
Most of the enemies there were not even close to being a match with her who was professionally trained not only in the academy but also out on the battlefields. However, when she finished executing the leader of the organization, her body froze in midair. She was stunned.
The face, the skin color, and the eyes of his she was looking into seemed so familiar – it reminded her of looking at herself in the mirror. Facing an old man like this, Bronya was too afraid to think about who he might be.
Upon returning, Bronya became insane and unstoppable for some reason. After blowing up the door of the security room all by herself, she went straight for the remains of her father, which were initially classified as “top secret”.
Upon reading the diary of her “father”, her heart started to boil inside of her.
Flipping between the pages, a piece of note which had already turned yellow due to o****tion fell onto the ground. After picking it up and reading through it, she trembled and slowly sat down weak and limp onto the cold hard floor.
A sense of freezing coldness was slowly rising from the ground up.
…
“To fight for justice…
To hope for… what’s beyond the future…”
The snowflakes were still whirling in the sky like a myriad of feathers, and she finally arrived at the distant village to which she suddenly insisted to pay a visit.
Holding the diary of her “father” to her chest, she slowly leaned her body against a small nameless tomb and started sobbing.
Crystle-like tears glided down from her eyes across her face and dropped down on the piece of land which is now, to her, warm as fire, yet cold as hell.
(the end)
This story is purely fictional and is completely unrelated to anything in reality.
Grammarly的文章分析
写在最后：本文共1871词
，103句
，阅读时间约7分29秒
；据Grammarly分析，可能理解起来至少需要8年级（13~14岁）
的教育水平，而绝大多数成年人
应该可以无压力读完（仅针对英语
学习者而言）。
文笔甚为拙劣、还请多多包涵。
感谢各位的阅读啦ww
的原创
同人短篇小说，并不是转载的。
因为咱不常用英语写这种文风的作品，所以难免有各种各样的问题；而且这篇短篇小说并未
100%遵循布洛妮娅官方人设（有一些差别），所以还烦请各位多多包涵的说……！
大概算是一部悲剧吧……？
In the far future, in a small village near the borderland, a female infant was born in an ordinary family. It was rumored that the host of the family was extremely alcoholic – at least that was the case before the hostess got pregnant, and he himself went missing.
The infant didn’t cry at all, which is probably because of her being too weak. However, instead, the hostess began to sob softly. This newborn baby had legs that were unbelievably thin – she was not only weak but also an abnormal baby. It’s no wonder why she was like this – the host had all sorts of bad habits, plus the hostess wasn’t nourished enough due to him being gone after she got pregnant.
The baby’s got a beautiful name, “Bronya”.
Merely a week after giving birth to her baby, the hostess had to leave her home to seek help. Without adequate support from the outside world, she’s barely even holding on during pregnancy, and now if she continues to stay, both of them are likely going to be starving to death. So, after some simple preparations, she gently carried the baby on her back and decided to depart.
With snowflakes whirling in the sky like a myriad of feathers, and along with the inconstant and weak sound of her baby crying, she began her journey as a desperate attempt of preserving their lives.
In a world decorated with snow of silvery white, a man was walking tiredly.
As a high-ranking officer who later became scientific research personnel, his body is still not fully recovered from the tiresome work thus is prone to collapse. Just finishing off a project, he was actually thinking about going somewhere new to relax from all the work he’s been doing. Unexpectedly, he was faced with tons of snowflakes flying around, and it almost seemed like a snowstorm was about to come.
When he was just about to return, a weak cry coming from the ground caught his attention. After listening carefully, it became certain to him that it wasn’t his imagination, so he started looking around. All of a sudden, with his eyes which were trained in the army, he was able to notice and locate a pile of snow that was disturbing the harmony of the silver and white snow around, so he ran towards it as fast as possible to find out what happened.
However, when he stepped closer towards the pile of snow, he slipped and fell heavily on the ground. He realized that where he just stepped on was much more slippery than normal. When looking down, he discovered that the trace his foot left right when he fell on the ground had a disturbing reddish black color – with which he was already pretty familiar. Struggled to get up, he gasped with surprise at an unexpected find. There was a woman lying on her stomach, whose exposed parts of the body are already cold as blocks of ice. The trace of her blood started from a piece of sharp rock sticking out and ended on the ground, forming a mixture of reddish ice and liquid.
On the back of the woman, there was a baby well-wrapped in blankets sobbing without much strength left. Her sound of crying was becoming more inconstant as time was passing by, telling him about all the misfortune that they’d possibly been through. A drop of tear clear as the crystal was silently dripping down from her canthus.
After wiping off her tears, he discovered that there was also a piece of paper – a note wrapped in the blankets. “Bronya… what a beautiful name”, he whispered. Upon reading the note, a sense of being soaked in desperation could clearly be sensed. It almost felt like the woman had already known what would happen to her, and that she was simply telling what happens after she dies – to someone who is perhaps not going to show up at all.
He buried the woman and made a small nameless tomb for her as quickly as possible in the woods covered in white. After that, he grabbed the baby, held her to his chest firmly, then rushed back towards his vehicle at an insanely fast speed.
Even though he had already witnessed so many deaths on the battlefield, his heart was still melted by her drops of helpless tears.
“Even if it means that I’ll have to risk my life, I’ll help you live!”
Time went by quickly yet silently.
One early morning, a mysterious girl stepped into a private academy.
“Everyone, please welcome your new classmate – Bronya.”
With all the surprised looks on her new classmates’ faces and talking in whispers around her, she walked towards her seat.
“Wow, she’s so beautiful…”
“Isn’t she the so-called ‘killing machine’?”
“What happened to her legs…”
Decorated with curly silver hair was the snow-white tone of her skin. Her silver eyes looked somewhat shiny, yet deep and emotionless. In contrast with the uniform of the academy, her legs had the most unsettling and frightening appearance. As silvery thighs and shanks decorated with yellow and white patterns, unlike human skin and flesh, they were shining as metals would. And inside the framework of her legs, two seemingly deadly blades could be seen ready for action at any time.
The new life of Bronya was brought to her by her father, who was rumored to be scientific research personnel with a mysterious past in the military. He generously gave her – what was rumored to be a prototype from some early projects – these self-powered, firm, yet flexible legs, and taught her well the art of battling long before sending her to seek for higher education in this academy.
Upon staring at all the medals her father had hanging on the walls when she was little, Bronya also made up her mind to be an excellent soldier when she grows up. And because of this somehow deeply moving her father, he decided to pay top price to get her into this academy – which promotes a combination of knowledge-teaching and military-like training – to help her learn not only knowledge but also more battling skills so that she could realize her dreams.
As days went by, Bronya progressed exceedingly fast.
Under her poker face, most, if not all of her challengers got defeated before even realizing how she attacks.
Looking at his daughter being chosen into an elite squad for having the top performance, the father, who was already aging at the moment, felt relieved about her growth. He was often there beside his office desk tapping her head with a warm smile, and Bronya would smile back to him as well.
Even though in practice Bronya’s performance was good, she was still rather shocked when she first stepped into the battlefield with a smell of a mixture of smoke, engine oil, and blood.
Equipped with the most advanced weapons and floating armors, this girl who was already used to battling still felt touched by what she’s seeing and going through at the moment – about life and death.
Upon settling down, she started to join the battle as well. After days of making lunch meat, where there used to be a battlefield returned to silence.
Filled with excitement, Bronya immediately went back to meet up with her father to tell him about her performance, but only to find his office building isolated by warning lines.
After realizing that something clearly wasn’t right, she made her way into his father’s office in a hurry.
The office desk she was familiar with was still in its original position, with the only difference being that it was partially reddish black. A bullet went right through the chest of her father who was sitting before the disk, leaving a much bigger hole on its way out, and his father remained lifelessly in his sitting position, without even having a chance to call for help.
Realizing that someone unauthorized came in, security along with policemen dragged her out of the building as soon as possible, leaving her in a state of absentmindedness.
The message of the murderer getting caught smashed into her head from a radio nearby at the funeral of her father’s.
The seeds of hatred he planted as a soldier was then coming back to him, causing his daughter to lose her family in an instance.
“Wars are cruel and cold-blooded” – this was ironed into her heart.
From that day on, her eyes became even dimmer, and the techniques she would use on her enemies were becoming much deadlier as well.
In the chit-chats happening in the academy, Bronya was starting to be regarded as a legend. Even being able to be in a squad with the poker-faced girl became something that other people could brag about.
From a nameless soldier to a leader of teams, she made her way up and got constant promotion due to her extraordinary performance against enemies on battlefields, just like her father did.
After accepting to complete a new mission, she led her teams and went straight for the base of the organization to which she was ordered to go, and from which the murderer who killed her father was sent.
Most of the enemies there were not even close to being a match with her who was professionally trained not only in the academy but also out on the battlefields. However, when she finished executing the leader of the organization, her body froze in midair. She was stunned.
The face, the skin color, and the eyes of his she was looking into seemed so familiar – it reminded her of looking at herself in the mirror. Facing an old man like this, Bronya was too afraid to think about who he might be.
Upon returning, Bronya became insane and unstoppable for some reason. After blowing up the door of the security room all by herself, she went straight for the remains of her father, which were initially classified as “top secret”.
Upon reading the diary of her “father”, her heart started to boil inside of her.
Flipping between the pages, a piece of note which had already turned yellow due to o****tion fell onto the ground. After picking it up and reading through it, she trembled and slowly sat down weak and limp onto the cold hard floor.
A sense of freezing coldness was slowly rising from the ground up.
…
“To fight for justice…
To hope for… what’s beyond the future…”
The snowflakes were still whirling in the sky like a myriad of feathers, and she finally arrived at the distant village to which she suddenly insisted to pay a visit.
Holding the diary of her “father” to her chest, she slowly leaned her body against a small nameless tomb and started sobbing.
Crystle-like tears glided down from her eyes across her face and dropped down on the piece of land which is now, to her, warm as fire, yet cold as hell.
(the end)
This story is purely fictional and is completely unrelated to anything in reality.
Grammarly的文章分析
写在最后：本文共1871词
，103句
，阅读时间约7分29秒
；据Grammarly分析，可能理解起来至少需要8年级（13~14岁）
的教育水平，而绝大多数成年人
应该可以无压力读完（仅针对英语
学习者而言）。
文笔甚为拙劣、还请多多包涵。
感谢各位的阅读啦ww
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