Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

This is probably my last diary entry... If you find this diary, then I think you must be one of my two children... Snow Apocalypse, or Theresa Apocalypse...

However, whoever opens this diary... please promise me or help me convey one thing—children of the Apocalypse family... please don't grieve for me; I don't deserve anyone's tears or remembrance.

"She will ascend to the highest heavens, and I will raise her throne upon the stars of the gods. She will sit on the mountain of assembly, at the northernmost point, where she will be equal with the Most High..."

"But I will surely fall into Hades, to the deepest depths of that pit..."

The man sat at his desk, humming softly as he wrote the last line of his diary. As the pen fell, the humming stopped, and the man's anxious emotions subsided with the final stroke of the pen. He sat in his chair, examining several photographs, then picked up a pair of scissors and carefully cut them out.

Those are photographs spanning five hundred years of light and shadow, belonging to his lover, to his former students, to his few acknowledged friends... and to his children—

The photos, taken at different stages of the man's life, ranging from old, yellowed, and faded to pristine and shiny, were all carefully cropped by him—he trimmed the corners of the photos, leaving only the people in them; then he pasted these photos one by one onto the last page of his notebook, his own, Karen's, Eleanor's, Theresa's, Snow's... The blond man thought for a moment and then fumbled for a few more photos in a drawer in his desk...

“The Crimson Iris Immortal... Li Sushang... and Walter Joyce....”

Seemingly having pieced together the last piece of the puzzle, the man carefully arranged the photos pasted into the diary; then he closed the diary, but then, as if remembering something, he hurriedly opened it again and peeled off his own photo—

Please don't grieve for me, my family, my friends—I will take the vile with me to the grave; the light will shine upon the future because of you...

Please do not mourn for me; I accept my death, above me and below you.

His fingers traced over each carefully cropped photo. This was an album that could hardly be defined as a family portrait. His gaze finally settled on a few color photos, which showed the youngest person in the album, and also the last person to enter the man's life.

The blonde girl in the photo has an inexplicable sadness in her expression, as if she is looking at him directly in front of him—Snow Apocalypse, the man who received the last gift in his life.

"It's snowing... Is it that time of year again?"

At the end of the original diary, the man decided on a name for his second daughter on a snowy day; on a snowy night before the new millennium in 1999, on a whim or perhaps by fate, he entered the laboratory—an invisible deity threw a unique hundred-sided die for this man's good fortune.

The embryo, born of his own whim and inheriting his and Karen's bloodline, emitted its first electrical signals of thought at midnight, witnessed by the man himself. This child, who welcomed its true rebirth on a snowy night, inherited the name the man had long ago prepared for it—

【Snow】

Snow Apocalypse – A revelation and a holy child born on a snowy night.

Also in that year, the man faced his first dilemma as he watched the girl climbing all over him; still in that year, the man truly solidified his resolve amidst the sobbing cries of a child looking for her mother—in the catastrophe of the millennium, countless people disappeared from the world forever, and countless others were displaced as a result.

"Please do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there; I have not fallen asleep."

"I am the stirring wind, a thousand threads; I am the diamond in the snow, sparkling brilliantly; I am the warm sunshine, close to the rice paddies; I am the autumn drizzle, gentle and soft—"

The golden-haired deity and the white-haired saintess did not come to the underground secret base of St. Freya Academy, nor did they visit the academy's teaching buildings. Instead, the deity gathered a golden bouquet in his hand and came to the most solemn place in the academy.

"When you awaken to the tranquility of the morning, amidst the quiet circling of birds, I feel an unbridled passion for soaring; and in the illuminated night, I am the gentle, bright stars releasing their tenderness."

Kallen accepted one of the bouquets the girl offered. Having heard the story of the Second Honkai Impact, the saint had come here at her own request. These two, from two different eras, stood before the solemn black monument erected to commemorate all the victims of the Second Honkai Impact, and, driven by different motives, performed the same act...

Please do not weep at my grave; I am not there, I have not left.

Chapter 309 You're awake! You're already a mother of two daughters.

—To defy fate, the people began to worship the "Saint," regarding Karen as the only "Saint" in the world, using her as their spiritual anchor to fight against destiny. Meanwhile, the resentful men also sought to transform this imperfect world into the one she desired.

He embraced this belief, established a "new mandate," led the people to overthrow the "old mandate," and ended the turbulent era. People praised his great achievements, commending him for inheriting Karen's legacy and cleansing the land of centuries of decay—

But... is that enough?

The man sat there, pondering to himself. Those people who waved the banner of "Saintess" undoubtedly gained a bright future, but the "Saintess" herself could only die in despair for the world.

No matter how he later turned the "Saintess" into his faith—that "human" named Karen Kaslana, the impulse he loved, the stubbornness, the two perfectly thin lips... all of this would never awaken from the cold coffin again.

"And there is only one way to heal the emptiness in that man's heart: to resurrect Kallen Kaslana."

"This obsession grew increasingly obsessive and stubborn with the birth of his last child—a tragedy that began at the turn of the millennium and continues to unfold to this day, drawing back the curtain on its most dramatic moment."

"Until the end of the Second Honkai Impact, the final casualty statistics for humanity alone showed that the number of civilian Gundams exceeded 100 million."

"If you can't understand what this number actually represents... then take the era in which you, Miss Karen, lived, the Middle Ages, as an example—the entire medieval European civilization would have been wiped out four or five times."

"Or, three or four Black Death pandemics."

"...Why did Otto do that! If, according to Miss Odin's description, he hadn't attacked the First Herrscher, none of this would have happened—"

Karen gradually understood what the number of casualties the girl was talking about really meant, and she clenched her fists.

"Because the man searched through all the documents and records of two entire eras of civilization, and dug up ancient ruins all over the world, but he found no record of successfully resurrecting a person."

"Because of his five hundred years of obsession with you, because of his children's crying and fussing when they were young."

"So he turned his gaze to the Herrscher, and even to the god behind the Herrscher, praying for a way to bring his beloved back from history."

"For me...?"

Karen staggered back a few steps, somewhat incredulous. The saint began to wonder if, five hundred years later, more people would have survived that catastrophe if she had agreed to Otto's request and eloped with him.

"Yes... for 'us'..."

The young girl, who had not yet grasped divine authority, asked the man the simplest question a child could ask—

Where did Mother go?

The man gave the child a subtle, bittersweet smile, comforting the bewildered child...

She went to a faraway place, but Daddy will find Mommy and bring her back. Daddy promises, okay?

【Then Daddy has to pinky swear!】

...Soon, the girl's memories of the distant past came to an abrupt end, and the saintess beside her seemed to finally react to the girl's reply, which contained some kind of important news.

"Wait a minute! You're saying Otto has a child?!"

Miss Karen Kaslana finally grasped some important information in the girl's words, and Kaslana's little brain, which didn't have much buffer capacity, started working at lightning speed at this moment.

"Ah, yes—he has two children..."

"One is already over forty, and the other has just come of age—"

Snow Apocalypse seemed to have no idea how much of an impact such words would have on this medieval saint...

"Two...two...two? And one is over forty, and the other has just come of age???"

Snow's words successfully overloaded Karen Kaslana's thought process. The sheer amount of information revealed by the blonde girl was so vast that even the most innocent person couldn't help but let their imagination run wild.

"Then...they...um...their mother shouldn't be the same person, right...?"

"After all, there's such a big age gap between the two children..."

Karen recalled the incredibly chaotic relationships between ordinary nobles in medieval states... and the already burning anger in her heart seemed to have been fueled by an invisible force.

Well, Otto! Not content with what's in your bowl, you're also eyeing me, the dead one, huh?!

And the two children are almost that much older than each other! You probably have more than one in your bowl!

Feeling as if she had been unwittingly accused of being cuckolded, Miss Karen Kaslana's mood grew increasingly strange...

"what?"

Seemingly oblivious to the storm brewing on Karen's face, Snow tilted his head and let out a confused sound.

"No...theoretically, they all have the same mother."

"Huh???! Where is Otto right now?! Wait—who is the mother of these two children??!"

“…”

A silence fell over the scene. The golden-haired deity silently observed the saintess before him, a gloating look on his face, seemingly with no intention of answering the question.

"Uh... why are you looking at me like that?"

"Um...cough cough cough, what I want to say is—Mr. Otto Apocalypse has always been loyal to his love. Although he was already very popular with women after you passed away...he even picked up a beautiful grand-disciple of the Crimson Mandarin Duck Immortal from Shenzhou."

"But your great inventor is still a bachelor and... well... or rather, a virgin?"

Where his father couldn't see, a certain blond demon incarnate began to mercilessly and venomously criticize Lord Otto, who was not present and unaware of what had happened.

"What about those two children, and their mother?"

The more the saint listened, the more confused she became. Her clenched fists unconsciously loosened, and her small blue eyes were filled with big question marks.

"—In the modern field of Destiny Biology, there is a technology called artificial humans. It can bypass the mother's body to conceive a human based on a specific template, and can also customize the genes of both parties for certain special reasons—"

"In the simplest terms you can understand, Miss Karen, it's roughly about using the hair, blood, and skin of both men and women as samples for cultivation."

"Finally, a person appeared."

"So, Miss Odin, you mean...?"

Karen had a vague sense that something was wrong.

"Oh, Miss Karen Kaslana, you're already a mother of two—congratulations!"

"Although you and Mr. Otto are not yet married, Mr. Otto has conjured up two daughters for you using other methods."

“That’s right, they’re all daughters—by the way, this St. Freya Academy was founded by one of your theoretical daughters.”

“…”

Karen Kaslana stopped thinking.

Chapter 310 Is this reasonable?! —by Karen

The deathly silence was broken only by the distant sound of the school bell ringing from the teaching building.

Seemingly brought back to her senses by the crisp sound of the bell, Karen stiffly turned her head. The girl seemed to be able to hear the strange cracking sound coming from the neck of the saintess in front of her.

"Hmm... Miss Karen? Miss Karen?! Are you alright?"

"Huh? Ah... I think I might need some peace and quiet—"

For a young woman like Karen Kaslana from the Middle Ages, being pregnant out of wedlock could be extremely shocking.

But she had two children out of wedlock and without having any children of her own... one of the children was actually more than twenty years older than her... After all, she could only be said to have traveled through time to this place...

This caused a subtle shift in Karen's mindset, especially in her attitude towards her fiancé, Otto Apocalypse, which underwent a kind of secondary transformation.

"...So, I'm already a mother of two daughters?"

Miss Karen Kaslana slapped her face hard, trying to calm herself down, and then asked the girl in front of her a question, unwilling to give up.

"Ah, that's right, you are already the mother of two daughters who have never met."

The blonde girl's definitive reply shattered Kallen's last remaining illusions, forcing her to confront this somewhat absurd truth—

"Then I have one more question... Where are those two children now? Where is Otto Apocalypse—!?"