The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

"Hehe~ A young girl's mind is hard to fathom~"

Hmm...it seems I was just being delusional before?

After hearing Alicia's words, Kiana realized that all the friendliness they had shown each other since they met was just a facade.

Why do heroes want to get rid of themselves as soon as possible?

"No, at least Mebius certainly wouldn't want you to die."

Alicia tossed her flowing pink hair and answered slowly.

"Oh? Mebius... I didn't expect it to be like this? I thought she would hate me."

Kiana scratched the back of her head, completely unaware of the deeper meaning behind Alicia's words, which were actually...

"Hehe~ You're so naive, Kiana-chan." Alicia covered her mouth and chuckled, then frankly said, "I think Dr. Möbius's greatest hope is to completely strip you of your ability to move."

Then it's placed in a culture tank for a 24/7 experiment called "protection." Don't think she's joking, okay? I know her.

I also know she's the kind of person who, when she gets ruthless, would even kill herself...

"...It's almost exactly what Mei said."

After a brief hesitation, Kiana came to this conclusion.

It must be admitted that Mei is indeed a person who has been through it all.

Her understanding of the characters and styles of these heroes is so surprising that it makes one wonder what kind of stories she had with them.

Although Kiana had tried to ask Mei all the questions at once, unfortunately Mei would only give her vague answers.

Now that I have returned to the previous era, I can truly understand the heroes she spoke of. They were indeed unique, skilled in both literature and martial arts, and different from others.

Of course, it is true that the interior is scattered into one piece.

This raises a question.

"Alicia, do you think something bad will happen if this continues?"

Kiana recalled what Sirin had said and realized that if she didn't stop it, everything that happened in the previous civilization would still happen.

It's frustrating, but it's also very real.

“I don’t know either. Sometimes I really wish everything could stay at its best, but…right, Kiana! Shall we go ask Prometheus?”

"...What?"

Prometheus? Is that Prometheus?

Kiana has never truly possessed this kind of advanced technology, so naturally she couldn't possibly know anything about it.

Of course, what she couldn't understand even more than these things was...

Why would Alicia invite me to ask that thing?

Rather, is she really that careless?

"If possible, I think the fewer people who know about Prometheus, the better. What do you think?"

"Hmm~ Don't say that. Some secrets are best kept to yourself. If you don't talk about them properly, it can be bad for your skin~"

Is it just because it's bad for your skin...?

Sometimes, Kiana couldn't help but feel that she really wasn't familiar with this pink-haired hero.

However, it cannot be denied that she always seems to be able to turn the tide and escape danger at certain times.

Um...

"If you're willing, I won't object. By the way, Alicia, Eden and I made a promise to go to a concert. Would you mind coming with me?"

"Eh? Eden? I didn't expect her to be like this too... Hmm, well, since you have such high hopes, then I naturally won't stand idly by."

Alicia smiled and waved her hand, which was considered a reciprocal agreement with Kiana.

Both nodded, eagerly anticipating the day the concert would begin...

...

An open-air balcony, suspended in the most expansive position in the deepest part of the space.

Here, you can see many magnificent scenes shrouded in mist.

Even more, many phenomena that defy the laws of physics can be glimpsed here.

Specifically, it includes a monster with sharp claws, a strange woman with a strong body wielding two swords, and a guy riding a monster and wielding a long spear.

Looking at these things, someone who didn't know better might think that Honkai Beasts had invaded this place.

However, those who know Yingjie are well aware that all of this was done by a young girl.

She was petite with short, bright blue hair. Dressed in a fitted dress, she looked like a sweet, approachable girl next door.

However, at this moment, the girl with the captivating purple eyes was simply holding a paintbrush with a blank expression, depicting her work on the canvas.

She was so focused when she created that she didn't even bother to find a pair of shoes to wear.

Those tender white little feet stepped on the grass, and the specks of paint that had slid off the canvas stained those pure white little feet.

However, its owner didn't care about any of this and was simply immersed in his own world.

Will dreams... come true?

"Who exactly is she, and why is she appearing in my dream?"

"Well..."

The girl was focused on painting and didn't notice that someone had unknowingly come up behind her.

The man wore a green cloak and had a bunch of demonic horns, but his scarlet eyes revealed tenderness and helplessness at this moment.

"Hey... Gretchen, what are you drawing now?"

"Kosmo?"

Upon hearing Kosmo's question, Gretchen stopped drawing and slowly turned around to look.

Through her, Kosmo saw an incredibly strange picture.

A girl with a halo above her head, resembling an angel, clasped her hands in front of her, her golden eyes calmly gazing at what was held in her hands...

Earth.

Behind the girl was a vast starry sky, making it seem as if she were in the universe...

How should we describe this scene?

Kosmo hesitated for a moment before finally speaking: "In this painting, I seem to see the insignificance of humanity. Was I having a nightmare, Gretchen?"

Generally speaking, Gretchen's paintings, while unique in style, would not exhibit such a style.

Of course, that alone wouldn't be so bad; the most fatal flaw is the girl in the painting...

Why does it look so much like that guy?

Kosmo couldn't understand why Gretsch, who had been drawing here all along, was able to depict a character that looked remarkably like Kiana.

Of course, if that were all, it would be fine.

The most fatal point is still...

Could the scene she depicted be a vision of the end of the world?

Not being a good talker, he just stood there in front of Gretchen, thinking for a long time.

Gretchen was not surprised by this strange sight.

"is it?"

She turned around and continued to work diligently on completing the painting.

Although she didn't know why she had created such a scene, she couldn't help but want to complete it.

However, as she continued drawing, she eventually couldn't continue.

"I...can't remember."

"What?" Kosmo didn't understand Gretsch's meaning for a moment.

Only when the little girl ripped down the painting she had been working on for so long did he reach out to try and stop her: "Wait!"

"Hmm? What's wrong, Kosmo?"

"Hey, what's wrong with this painting? Is it painted wrong?"

"right..."

Greta unfolded the completed drawing paper and then quietly stated:

"I drew it wrong."

"What? Aren't you creating something...?"

Because what Gretchen was doing was so absurd, Kosmo scratched the back of his head, having a thousand words to say but not knowing where to begin.

Creation, by its very nature, is a form of aimless creation.

If there are ready-made answers like in an exam, then it's not creation but imitation.

However, counterfeiting...

What are they imitating?

Could it be that she spent all this time drawing just to recreate the scene from her nightmare?

"Gresch, do you... think there's something wrong with what you drew?"

"here."

Without hesitation, Gretchen pointed to the Herrscher's face on the painting: "I don't think she should be like this."

"this..."

Since the painter had already said so much, Kosmo naturally had no right to continue to obstruct him, and could only watch as Gretsch crumpled up the painting she had worked so hard to create.

Then she continued drawing...

This scene truly made Kosmo sigh, realizing how difficult it is to fathom the thoughts of children.