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On the screen,
Faced with Otto's casual indifference toward his own life,
Li Sushang let out a sigh.
"Alright… I give up. But compared to that—did you really break through the boundary between past and present? People in this town are saying it's haunted everywhere!"
"Oh dear, Changguang even told you about that? Let me say this upfront—I didn't actually summon the world from five hundred years ago. I merely projected fragments of its information. If you're not interested, you can simply ignore them."
Haunted?
As Otto and Li Sushang spoke, the viewers suddenly noticed—
Near the harbor where they were standing, countless strange, ghostly lights were drifting about!
Were these the "information fragments projected from five hundred years ago" that Otto mentioned?
Sure enough—
As Otto and Li Sushang approached, those ghostfire-like entities began rambling, muttering their final words from the moment of death!
"You fools! I am Marcel Apocalypse, head of the Apocalypse family—the legitimate Overseer of Schicksal!"
"I'd like to see which of you dares to kill me?!"
(Otto: Ah… that seems to be my poor nephew, Marcel. He spent his entire life as a puppet Overseer, yet never realized he was nothing more than a chess piece.)
"Hah… so even abandoning Marcel only earned me a relatively dignified death, huh…"
"So you really did know everything about the past, didn't you? My dear little brother, Otto?"
(Otto: Ah, that's my sister, Risa.)
(Otto: —Dignified? Yes, I suppose so. After all, that was one of the 'deaths' you so carefully designed for Kallen back then.)
(Otto: Risa, even if I forgave everyone else, I would never forgive you—or myself.)
(Otto: Because the two of us were precisely the ones responsible for Kallen's death.)
"This is the final battle—this is the enemy's last counterattack! Do you understand? We must not let them succeed!"
"They may wield Honkai as their weapon, but we—we exist precisely to destroy such enemies!"
"Don't worry about me! You need to organize the counteroffensive right now! Go, you idiot!"
(Otto: That's… Sasha, isn't it… the child who was once tormented by Schicksal's human experiments…)
(Otto: I'm sorry, Kallen… She fought for you, yet I failed to protect her in the final battle.)
Soon,
Surrounded by the murmuring spirits, Otto led Li Sushang to a massive cathedral.
"It's quiet here. The interference from those scraps of time won't reach us."
"This is… a church? A Luocha temple?"
"Yes. For over five hundred years now, this place has always been quiet."
Otto nodded, a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.
"My father once announced here that I would inherit his position as Overseer."
"But not long after, I formally took office, he was murdered by a woman."
"That woman—my sister, Risa Schariac—later frequently manipulated my nephew Marcel from this very place, exercising Schicksal's authority."
"And Kallen… earlier still, it was here that she and I went our separate ways, resolute and without looking back."
Li Sushang nodded.
Though cultural differences made some of Otto's words hard to grasp,
She could still understand the general meaning.
"…So those ghostfires we encountered were all connected to your life."
"Yes. All of them died in Schicksal's civil war."
Otto seemed lost in memory.
"One side of that war was Schicksal Headquarters under Risa's control; the other was the new Schicksal that supported me as its leader."
"So you only rose to power after a civil war?"
"Correct. That was in 1491—fourteen years after Kallen's death, and fourteen years after I fled alone."
"And from that point on, you truly devoted yourself to reviving your childhood sweetheart. Right?"
Though she had prepared herself,
When she asked this question, Li Sushang's eyes still dimmed slightly.
This young, inexperienced girl had met Otto at the very start of her journey—
Back when he could be called almost perfect.
And from that point onward, through five centuries of slumber and the life that followed,
Her fate had become inseparably entangled with Otto's.
But…
She knew.
From the moment she met that Luocha man carrying a white coffin on his back, eyes full of tenderness—
She could never enter Otto's heart, not even by half a step.
Otto Apocalypse.
In his soul, there was room for only one name:
Kallen Kaslana.
"You summarized it well. I told you when I awakened you—the moment is finally close."
Otto smiled and admitted it without hesitation.
At this moment,
All viewers could feel it—
The relief of a weary soul, having searched for more than five centuries, finally nearing release.
(The weaving of fate is about to bear fruit. This moment is the time of harvest.)
(Now, in the final moments, he must fulfill a promise to another old friend—after all, she has already waited 520 years, hasn't she, Li Sushang?)
(Otto told this old friend his entire plan. After all, she missed five hundred years of progress—explaining it to her made little difference. In truth, among those Otto trusted, Li Sushang was the only one who could truly be called an old friend who knew him through and through.)
[Ningguang: Reviving… Kallen?! Is Otto finally reaching this step?!]
[Xianyun: Reviving the dead—how could that be done? At the very least, her soul would have to remain.]
[Keqing: No wonder… Otto sounds like he's settling his affairs. Reviving Kallen must be extremely dangerous.]
[Theresa: But… how could that possibly work?!]
[March 7th: Otto really is awful—but when it comes to Kallen, no one can deny him that.]
[Kiana: Then… what were all those preparations he made before even for?!]
[Furina: Five hundred years of persistence… that really isn't easy.]
[Welt Yang (Star Rail): This is no longer a biological problem.]
[Welt Yang: Kallen's consciousness wasn't preserved, nor did it fall into the Sea of Quanta. She completely dissipated from the world. How could Otto possibly change the past?!]
[Herta: Indeed. Even with Herrscher powers, how could the Imaginary Tree be shaken?]
[Herta: As Otto himself said, even the Will of Honkai is merely a shallow strait compared to the Tree.]
[Silver Wolf: But… judging by everything so far, could Otto… actually succeed?!]
Watching Otto speak with almost no reservations,
The chat began to sense something was off.
This Otto was nothing like the one who constantly plotted grand conspiracies.
Now—
He truly looked like a weary traveler at the end of his life,
Seeking an old friend to confide in.
Five hundred years of searching.
Five hundred years of perseverance.
Not something that could be brushed aside with a few light words.
The hardship and pain contained within—
Perhaps only that man, still smiling gently, truly understood.
Even Otto needed someone to listen.
And Li Sushang was the perfect choice.
On screen, Li Sushang finally asked the question everyone cared about most.
"You're not planning to just snatch her straight out of the past, are you?"
"Haha. If that were possible, things would be simple."
Otto shook his head, smiling with a hint of regret.
"History is history. From today's vantage point, we cannot change even a single strand of the past."
"Fragments of worlds, echoes of souls—none of these are the real world, or the real person."
"Then what exactly is your method?"
"Are you sure you want to hear it?"
The Luocha man thought for a few seconds, then slowly spoke a string of terms.
The girl froze on the spot.
Not because the words were shocking—
But because what she heard was little more than a jumble of incomprehensible, arcane terminology.
[Time stored by the Imaginary Tree can be reactivated through the energy inherent in time itself]
[A Herrscher's manipulation of higher-dimensional space may be guided into the temporal dimension to induce directional fission]
—She had every reason to suspect that such sentences barely qualified as human language.
Perhaps the principle really was that complex.
Or perhaps Otto deliberately chose such an awful explanation because he didn't want her to understand.
"Sigh… my bad for asking, okay…"
Li Sushang rubbed her aching temples.
"Anyway, no matter what, you've saved my life more than once… If I've boarded this pirate ship, I'll stick it out to the end!"
"You're joking. I can guarantee that no matter how this plan proceeds, it will not bring you any personal harm."
Expecting someone who had slept for so long to understand humanity's current understanding of Honkai was indeed unreasonable.
If it had been Otto himself five hundred years ago,
He would probably have dismissed it as nonsense too.
Li Sushang countered,
"Then by your usual logic, a lot of other people are going to be dragged into hell by you, right?"
"Haha."
The Luocha man merely smiled, offering no rebuttal.
And that smile—
Made countless viewers' hearts sink.
What did that dry laugh mean?!
[Tesla: ???]
[Tesla: Is this guy actually admitting what Li Sushang just said?!]
[Einstein: I'm afraid… yes.]
[Kiana: More innocent people are going to be hurt?!]
[Theresa: Grandpa…]
[Ningguang: Otto's plans have always prioritized the greater good.]
[Ningguang: Or rather—what he considers the greatest good will always be Kallen.]
[March 7th: Ugh… I was this close to thinking he wasn't that punchable!]
[Durandal: But I believe the Overseer would never make a choice that truly harms all of humanity.]
In the pure white space,
As she watched Li Sushang's question and Otto's silent acceptance—
Kallen's expression grew complicated.
At last…
Had it come to the final chapter, even for her?
If reviving Kallen Kaslana meant sacrificing countless innocent lives—
Kallen could not accept that.
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