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

...

But just as war is full of twists and turns, the seemingly predetermined future is constantly changing.

A beam of holy white light shone down from the sky. It posed no threat, and even... brought a sense of peace.

In Theresa's memory, she had only seen such a holy light in one person.

“—Cecilia…”

The name from the depths of her memory slipped out involuntarily; it was both a perpetual pain in her heart and her most trusted support, a friend she would always cherish.

But as his consciousness faded, he seemed to see her shadow again.

Then he fell into a deep sleep.

After reciting the name in her mind, Theresa had no more strength left.

She closed her eyes and let herself fall unconsciously...

But that white light was not an illusion; within the sacred white light, the knight who had been banished returned to the battlefield.

"I'm late... Senior Theresa—"

The knight, returning from the imaginary space, slowly descended from the sky.

The golden-haired knight once again escaped the swamp of imaginary space, rushing from that long and distant place to the battlefield.

The Black Abyss White Flower responded to her call, letting warm white light spread upwards from the ground, enveloping Theresa's already exhausted body.

"I am the black that comes from the abyss, I am the white that comes from the sky;"

"Born before creation, and existing after annihilation;"

Her voice echoed in the air, standing majestically, sacredly, and unapproachably.

The healing light illuminated the entire night sky, singing a divine hymn for the wounded.

The knight has returned from the Stigmata Space, now possessing new powers.

The Valkyrie armor also changed accordingly, with intricate black and white embellishments adorning her body, including a black lining, white armor, and patterns.

A single strand of unyielding white hair was mixed in with her beautiful blonde hair, symbolizing her own bloodline.

Now, she looks completely different.

Now, her will is even stronger.

Even though the road to saving the world is long and uncertain, she already has a more genuine answer in her heart.

[Theresa's head and Durandal's... somewhere... when compared, it looks so strange.]

[It's Durandal returning? What a coincidence...]

Theresa mistook Durandal for Cecilia; this must be some kind of hint!

...

Her journey was equally long and winding, but it also allowed her to understand herself better and to recall her memories of the orphanage from much earlier times.

The origin of the universe, the place where laws converge.

Eighteen years and eight months—compared to fifty thousand years, this is undoubtedly a fleeting moment.

For the guardian, this is its job.

—Tell each visitor what kind of power they have inherited.

Then, the promise that once belonged to "him" will be engraved in their souls.

They will fight the Honkai to the death!

And indeed, a visitor came here today.

Durandal warily surveyed the dark red world around her; she had been banished to this space by Otto.

The power emanating from the depths of the imaginary number prevented her from escaping immediately, and she actively sought a way to break free from it.

But at this point, she did not yet understand.

What kind of place do I find myself in?

As she delved deeper and explored further, more and more questions arose in her mind.

She quickly came to a conclusion—this space was definitely not just the depths of a simple imaginary space.

As she acquired more and more of the memory fragments within, she gradually became certain... that they were all memories related to the Kaslana family.

Whether it's Kevin, Kiana, or Siegfried,

These are all memories of the Kaslana family.

Therefore, at this point, she was unaware of why she had experienced what Rita had.

The Houmu doll that guides her forward, as a loser lost in this space, gradually uncovers his true identity: Kiana's father... no, also her father—Siegfried.

Indeed, through countless fragments of memories, she gradually came to realize that the scene matched the image held by the doll represented by Siegfried.

She is that Kiana, the real Kiana.