Chapter 390

Yuan Zhisheng, Star God (possibly not a name), family (generic), yellow hair (generic), hooligans (generic).

He, Japanese underworld (generic), headquarters (generic), Tortoise Island Elephant Turtle (possibly a tortoise? Not a name). Not needed.

France's Celestial Beach, i. e., Celestial Beach as a place.

Windcoat (generic), Peace (a real-world brand that should be excluded).

no.

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Miss Huang Quan, Walter.

"The beautiful dream is collapsing, but not because of some pillar star god, some faction, or some specific visitor. Its collapse stems from a certain inevitability of human nature; the family refuses to acknowledge this, yet unknowingly it has become a catalyst." Huang Quan said.

"When people let their minds indulge in a dream that requires no cost, has no pain, only comfort and pleasure, their distance to 【bad death】 grows ever closer. No matter what kind of bliss they believe they live in, death is an unchangeable ending."

"Moreover, this bad death will spread and diffuse; an anomaly in one piece of the puzzle will eventually cause the whole building to shake, shatter… collapse."

Walter took up his words: "The beautiful dream that people built for freedom will eventually turn into a cage that imprisons themselves." He paused, then said, "I suppose Miss Huang Quan must have gained a lot on this trip; would you be willing to share it with me?"

Miss Huang Quan.

As she said this, her hand lightly rested on the sword's hilt—then quickly let go, fleeting.

Walter, Huang Quan.

Huang Quan said calmly: "Don't mind it, just a habit. Because of some past events, I've become prone to… forgetting, and only when this sword is drawn do those hazy images gradually become clear."

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Attack on Titan (a title of a work, but as a real-world brand it should be excluded).

Miss Huang Quan.

Zeke, military (generic), canopy (generic).

Marley's military camp -> Marley (place), Eldian soldiers -> Eldia (people), Falco, Gabi.

If I could live with my brother in a place like this, even just for one month…… I'd be willing to sweep the street outside the hospital for the rest of my life.

In the sky canopy, the various figures passing by Walter and Huang Quan were dressed splendidly; even the drunkards on the street were vomiting rainbows—he must have just drunk a lot of Suleda, right?

Falco.

"Don't look anymore, Falk, here——" Jia Bi patted his shoulder, bringing the boy's gaze back, then handed him a military canteen, saying, "My mom says nothing beats drinking tea and water. No matter how tempting the heavenly drinks are, they can't compare to plain water at home—though it always has a hint of rust." Saying this, Jia Bi also couldn't help but stick out her tongue in disgust.

Pinokangni, descendants of demons (generic).

"Hah, can you even go? And even if you could, I wouldn't want to. If you go, it's perfect—I'll have one less rival."

Titan (generic), Honorary Marleyan (possibly a title/status, but likely generic).

The two were chatting when someone lightly tapped the back of their heads; they both turned around to see Miss Pik appearing before them, holding two ice‑cream cones.

Sister Pieck (possibly the same).

no.

"Oh… we were just talking about Falk." Jia Bi greedily licked the chocolate on the ice‑cream cone, saying, "He said he wants to go to Pinokangni, claiming there's no discrimination there and nobody would call us 'demons'…… How could that be?"

"Oh?" Pik's eyes sank, he bent down to ruffle Falk's head, saying, "Although the dream is beautiful, the fact is cruel… Falk, no matter where you go, discrimination exists."

Pinokangni.

"That's just because you haven't seen it." Pik lightly shook his head, "Many people, while alive, unconsciously strive for a sense of superiority; they establish their superiority by discriminating against a certain group. In Marley, that group is the Eldians, who call us 'demons'…… In Pinokangni, that group is the poor beyond your sight."

Beautiful Dream (possibly a concept).

"There surely is. All right, Falk, if we keep talking the ice‑cream will melt." Pik handed the half‑melted cone to the boy, saying, "Don't keep dreaming about that world, okay? Don't be blinded by its bright side… Falk."

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Huang Quan, Walter, Beautiful Dream (possibly a concept).

"At the moment of dawn, there lies behind the beautiful dream's revelry the sweat and toil; workers labor day after day, yet only find a brief respite in the crowded bunks of reality."

The Pipisi people exhaust all means in pursuit of wealth.

"The same holds for the other two moments: behind the façade of this dream city lie the wounds exposed after the glittering surface peels away. Neon torrents surge along the main avenues, while the dark, winding alleys hide countless blood‑tears and bewilderment."

""Someone once told me: Pinokangni was not like this long ago, and it ought not to be this way." Huang Quan lifted her gaze to the distant luxurious theater floating in midair, saying, "I have walked through the reality and dreams of the Star of Celebration, watching night rise and fall, time pausing for people, while the wealth and poverty of the spirit… remain forever fixed on their respective scales.""

Huang Quan, Walter.

""Perhaps there is a way to change all of this." Walter said."

"'Maybe. But if this is the world people hoped for—if this is the reason life chose to sleep—should we still make it change?'"