To create Honkai Impact 3rd in a world where Kallen exists.

"It's time to honor our pact... old friend."

Otto, enveloped in golden light, smiled slightly, spread his arms, and countless fragments of light and shadow from the past transformed into golden light that flowed into his body.

Those were his past memories, those things that happened in the past.

Every moment of his life, from childhood to adulthood, five hundred years of long time converged into a single instant; that was his stage, and his time.

But when the white light illuminated the screen, everything seemed to return to the beginning.

The scene shifts back to the beginning, where he is seen using his right hand to hug his injured and immobile left arm.

As you walk through the boundless golden wheat fields, endless streams of light, pulsating in the wind, fly towards the point at the very front.

His eyes revealed a kind of hope and expectation, a calm and relief after the storm. The corners of his eyes involuntarily turned up slightly, revealing a genuine smile.

All efforts have been made and all plans have been realized.

And that distant, hazy horizon seemed like a gap and projection between worlds, but it was by no means a normal sky. A huge and holy cross shone in the sky, like a miracle, like a god.

The Dawn Cross, appearing in countless religious doctrines, seems to represent divine guidance and the Lord's approval.

Otto is clearly not someone who follows the laws of the gods; what he wants to fight against is the entire world.

That was a sign of his success, proof of his transcendence of the world.

"Karen...I'm here..."

The voice was so low it seemed as if it might be cut off at any moment; weak, thread-like sounds emanated from the man's nose, carrying a sense of relaxation.

He is about to obtain what he seeks.

[Quickly, I can't stand this version for even a second longer!!]

[Quickly, quickly! Otto's health bar is about to show!]

Finally, the Archbishop of Destiny received his last glimmer of light and found the person from his memory.

[By divine decree, kill Otto and steal Rita!]

Why are they still robbing Rita? Can't they just kill Otto, steal Otto, and get Otto?!

[...? ? ? , 6]

As the last sentence, though small, fell into their ears clearly, everyone's attention immediately shifted to Karen, who was sitting there.

With white hair and blue eyes, a pretty face, an outstanding figure, and undiminished charm, her beauty is undeniable.

But if it's a memory that has lasted for five hundred years, the torrent of time would be enough to fade the face in one's memory, so the other person would obviously be worthy of praise for more than just their appearance.

"...Ha, I really don't understand you guys."

"Five hundred years can be the time for extreme selfishness or extreme selflessness. Are you really human?"

Mebius spoke with a childlike tone and warmth, but the questions he asked were full of profound meaning.

"I'm sorry, but I've always felt that I'm just an ordinary soldier. It's still hard for me not to feel emotional about politics, scheming, and wrongdoings."

Karen lowered her eyes, put down her teacup to hide the slight trembling of her fingers, and replied silently.

Upon hearing Otto's last words, she indeed felt her heart pounding violently, thumping and sending blood rushing to every part of her body.

This caused her to feel...sadness.

If she truly did so much for him, how should she repay him, repay the world, and repay him?

"Doesn't this prove she's extraordinary? Shouldn't a real person... feel numb and indifferent? Big Sister!"

Mebius extended his finger to the corner of his upturned mouth and spoke these words, one by one, his eyes burning with an even stronger thirst for knowledge.

"Maybe... but I always feel like I haven't done enough..."

"I don't mean to ask for praise; I just know I'm inadequate as a leader,"

Karen said softly, emphasizing again at the end, "That's all."

"...Ahem, how about we see what the audience thinks... Hmm... Everyone wants to snatch Rita."

Seeing that the topic was getting serious, Luo Mo chose to change to a lighter topic. For her bishop, the maid would probably be willing to make a sacrifice, right?

"That depends on whether the other party has the ability?"

Rita smiled sweetly, a smile that carried the dangerous scent of poppies, elegant and alluring.

Clearly, she didn't want to continue making that joke.

"If there is, then wouldn't that be possible..."

Eileen, also with a smile on her face, stood beside Luo Mo and retorted.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by another loud and boisterous voice.

"Those spaces in the video... something's not right, is it? Wait, why aren't any of you asking? Are you trying to make me look stupid?"

Kiana was curious about the cross in the sky and that strange tree; they all seemed like elements of fantasy. When had they ever appeared in reality?

Wait, am I being the first to ask that question...? Doesn't that make me look like an idiot?

Kiana realized it later.