Honkai Simulator, why is it always me who is the Herrscher?

"Do you want to see Kallen?"

Ye Changan said frankly, and Otto's smile froze.

"You have resurrected her?"

"No, but I can take you to see her, the one who didn't die five hundred years ago."

“…” Otto was silent.

The mood is very complicated.

There are doubts, expectations, and even more curiosity.

But it doesn’t matter what his mood is, what matters is his answer.

"I want to see her."

I thought about it for five hundred years.

"Let's go then."

Ye Changan opened the door, leading to the imaginary world.

Otto hesitated and walked very slowly, as if he was homesick.

Ye Changan was too lazy to waste time with him and kicked him in from behind.

Followed him in, closed the door, and arrived with Otto above the headquarters of the Mandate of Heaven in 1477.

"This is……"

Looking at the familiar buildings and land below, Otto's pupils constricted.

Of course he recognized this place.

This is his hometown and also the place where Kallen died.

He is not a dream.

Everything around him was conveying the truth to him.

The flow of air, the fragrance of grass, the smell of rotting tiles, and the hoarse singing of birds.

This is a real world, and it is a world that existed five hundred years ago.

"Mr. Chang'an, where is this place?"

As smart as he was, he lost his ability to judge and could only ask Ye Changan who sent him here.

"This is history, the history you experienced five hundred years ago."

Ye Changan spoke casually, then took Otto's shoulders and moved him to a prison cell below.

A cell door made of wooden bars isolated a nun inside, and the simple window let in the faint light from outside, shining on the nun in white clothes and white hair.

The nun leaned against the wall with her face up, her eyes closed and her head lowered, a trace of sadness revealed between her eyebrows.

"Karen!"

Otto called out her name excitedly, wanting to rush forward and hug the girl he had been thinking about for more than five hundred years, but Ye Changan held him in place and he could not move.

"It's useless. This is history. You can't interfere."

"No matter the sound or the action, there is no response."

Ye Changan explained softly, but actually told a huge lie.

Kallen could hear their voices and see them, but due to the influence of the power of knowledge, she deliberately ignored this information.

After all, this is not history, but a dislocated time and space.

They are interveners in this period of time and space, and can also become participants.

But Ye Changan would not let Otto get involved, nor would he get involved too much.

Bringing Otto here was just to make him confirm that the Kallen here was the Kallen he wanted to resurrect.

Only in this way could he convince Otto that he had truly resurrected Kallen.

If you don't use some familiar things to influence your judgment, it is difficult to regard an old friend who has disappeared for five hundred years as an old friend.

And this familiar thing cannot be just a simple appearance.

After all, Otto created so many clones to resurrect Kallen, and I have never seen him treat any of the clones as the real Kallen.

"History..." Otto forced himself to calm down and looked at his former self walking out of the prison entrance.

He remembers this scene and he will never forget it.

This is the scene when he came to see Kallen a few days before his execution.

After Kallen was imprisoned here, he came here almost every day to talk to Kallen and persuade her to give up.

But he failed again and again.

The stubborn Kallen would rather die than give in.

He left five hundred years ago, and the content of the conversation was exactly the same as in his memory, and Kallen's expression was no different from before.

That resolute look and that tired expression made his unforgettable memories even clearer.

Empathy is probably Otto's true feeling now.

Otto felt as heavy and lost as the man who had just left.

"Mr. Chang'an, you have a way to save her, right?"

Otto knelt on the ground and spoke with lifeless eyes, just like the young man who knelt in the church after escaping from prison five hundred years ago and begged God for salvation.

But at that time no god responded to his wish.

And now, there is.

"Remember what I told you before about how to resurrect someone who died in the past?"

Ye Changan did not answer but asked instead, and Otto spoke for him.

"Go to the time of Kallen's death."

"You have a good memory. So I don't need to answer if I have any solution."

The lifeless eyes regained their luster, Otto looked up at Ye Changan, whose face was calm, and nodded heavily.

"Thank you, Mr. Changan."

"No thanks, this was an agreement."

Although the original intention of this agreement was to calm down Otto, the crazy guy, and stop him from causing trouble, an agreement is an agreement.

Otto kept his promise and did not do anything outrageous. He did his best to complete everything Ye Changan hoped for.

Ye Changan would also abide by the agreement and resurrect Kallen for him, and was also considerate enough to let him first confirm whether this was the Kallen he wanted to resurrect.

This was originally a safe approach, but it had a significant impact on Otto.

This guy now really worships Ye Changan as a god, and secretly swears in his heart that as long as Kallen is resurrected, he will be willing to be Ye Changan's dog for the rest of his life.

If you tell him to go east, he will never go west; if you tell him to chew a bone, he will never chase a rabbit.

——This person is worth me doing this for.

Apart from Kallen, Ye Changan is the first person for whom Otto is worthy of giving up everything.

He would even be willing to send Theresa to Ye Changan's bed.

Of course, Ye Changan was not interested in such things, and he accompanied Otto in the imaginary world, waiting for time to pass.

Like a pair of spectators, they stood by and watched this tragedy that happened five hundred years ago.

During the conversation, Otto talked about many past events, as if he was confessing all the things he had done against his will in the past five hundred years.

Ye Changan, who knew history, was well aware of the dirty things he had done over the years and didn't care.

"Meanness is the passport of the mean, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble.

Let others judge what is right and wrong. What does it have to do with you?

The foolish man who is determined to move forward just keeps moving forward, while the wise man who is hesitant and looks ahead often stays where he is.

If you repent of your past sins, you might as well do more things in the future that are worthy of the world.

She should be very happy.”

Ye Changan casually spoke some useless philosophy and said this while pointing at the saint who was shackled and hanged on the gallows.

Otto said nothing, just staring at the darkness as he prepared to release the Honkai beast, and nodded solemnly.

"Okay, let's pick a Kallen."

Ye Changan changed his tone to a relaxed one, and cast the bodies of Kallen of different ages in the void, and said with a smile

"See how old you like."

This is a good opportunity to investigate Otto's XP, especially since 12-year-old Kallen and Theresa look really old.

Otto was speechless and said softly to 24-year-old Karen:

"Kami-sama, please revive Kallen in this state."

Die at the end of life and be reborn after the end.

Kallen is still the same Kallen, nothing should change.

"Then this."

Ye Changan nodded indifferently, dissipated the unnecessary body, and then started the symphony.

Chapter of Soul Crossing: Rebirth

When Kallen broke free from her shackles to protect the people and fight against the Honkai beasts, the melody of the symphony was already echoing in her ears.

Soft and soothing, like the chanting of all living beings.

——Where does this sound come from?

She didn't understand, but didn't think too much about it.

He fought the rebellious Honkai beast with his bare hands until he was exhausted and dazed, and was pierced by its sharp claws.

My strength is fading and my vision is blurring.

After being seriously injured and collapsing, she looked up at the sky and vaguely saw a white-haired man playing the piano and singing in the sky.

Her blue eyes reflected her figure, their gaze full of pity and sadness.

——Who is that?

A trace of confusion arose in her heart. She didn't know this person, but she felt very close to him.

The person with white hair and blue eyes is often mistaken for Kaslana, perhaps her ancestor, or perhaps someone unrelated to her.

But no matter who this person is, she wants to find out.

Because the music seemed to tell her that the person was the one who had the world she wanted.

A world she would sacrifice her life to see.

The luster in her beautiful blue eyes gradually faded, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly, trying to grab the person who was playing music for her.

"I think…"

Before he finished speaking, his arm dropped down.

My consciousness fell into endless darkness, and my heavy body became light.

The surroundings are filled with loneliness and coldness, but it is dispelled by the soothing music.

The night blossoms with brilliance, and the frozen earth blooms with gorgeous flowers.

A flat road covered with flowers stretched out under my feet, leading to the man with white hair and blue eyes.

"Will you come to me?"

He asked with a smile and held out his hand. Kallen nodded and walked towards him with firm steps.

This road is very short, so short that it can be walked in the blink of an eye.

The journey was very long, so long that it took more than five hundred years to arrive.