Honkai Impact 3rd: Starting with creating an anime version of Honkai Impact 3rd

"Honkai energy already exists, and you still care about scientific principles?" Mebius glanced at her.

“Anything that doesn’t conform to physics can be attributed to Honkai energy. Honkai is omnipotent, right?” Mei said.

Kevin has given up. He went to the movies with his partner, but they barely interacted, while his partner was chatting with her colleagues the whole time. Could this be considered NTR (Netorare)?

After bringing Father Otto back to the cabin, he slowly woke up. Father Otto, upon waking, didn't care about his injuries; his first thought was about the bitter melon cakes he had promised Theresa, which had already gone cold.

Theresa was very worried about Father Otto's injuries and asked him anxiously.

"It's nothing, just a minor illness. I'll be fine after a night's sleep." From the priest's weak tone, it was clear that he simply didn't want Theresa to worry.

Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Joachim rushed in, calling out anxiously, "Father!"

Upon seeing that Father Otto had awakened, Joachim's expression returned to normal.

Father Otto tried to stroke Joachim's head, but the man instinctively tried to avoid it.

So he withdrew his arm and touched the cross on his chest. He intended to give the cross to Joachim, hoping that Joachim would also receive God's protection.

Joachim did not reach out to take it, but covered his forehead, as if he were expressing emotions that had been hidden deep in his heart for a long time.

"God's protection? You can gain God's protection by killing in the name of good?"

“Joachim… what are you saying!” Theresa was provoked. In her eyes, Joachim had no idea what it meant for Father Otto to give him the cross.

"You're the one who understands nothing!" Joachim hysterically left behind these words and stormed out.

“Wait, Joachim…” Father Otto struggled to get out of bed, but lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"It's really hard to hate Otto like this." Kiana sighed. As someone who had been manipulated by Otto, she felt a pang of sympathy when she saw Father Otto's heartfelt worry.

"Teacher Yang is really outrageous! She just doesn't know how to make the priest worry less." Kiana seemed to have found an outlet for her frustration.

“Silly Kiana, Uncle Yang is still a child in this world. It’s enough that he can remain calm and make sound judgments in the face of the murder of his father.” Bronya spoke up for Welt Yang: “We can’t expect so much from a child.”

"Kiana, I also think Bronya makes a good point."

Upon hearing Mei speak, Kiana readily admitted that she had misspoke.

"Escape is shameful, but for a child, it's useful." Upon reading this, Mei's fear of unruly children intensified, making her even more reluctant to have children.

If Kevin finds out...

Bronya chased after him and found Joachim in the snow, but Joachim was now completely deaf to any advice.

"automobile!"

The sudden appearance of the Honkai Beast caught Bronya off guard. Just as Rigua was about to harm Joachim, a gunshot shattered the Honkai Beast. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Father Otto, wielding the Judgment of Heavenly Fire.

“Thank goodness…you’re all alright…” As if the Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire had drained the last of Father Otto’s strength, Bronya rushed forward to hug him as he collapsed.

Father Otto has lost consciousness.

Bronya struggled to help Father Otto up and asked Joachim to come and help.

Joachim stood there, stunned, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing the other party like this, Bronya felt a surge of inexplicable anger. She grabbed the cross from the ground and angrily threw it at Joachim.

"What are you trying to run away from?!"

"You're just running away from yourself, you coward!"

Faced with Bronya's angry rebuke, Joachim clutched his head in anguish, unsure of what to do. Bronya tried to dissuade him by sharing her own experiences, and with the help of the children who had arrived after learning of the priest's disappearance, they finally returned to the cabin.

"Bronya's line was so philosophical," Himeko praised Bronya.

There isn't really that much right and wrong in this world, only the right and wrong of actions, not people. So everyone can be right or wrong, it's just a matter of the responsibility they have to bear after doing something.

"It's all thanks to Teacher Himeko's excellent teaching..." Bronya said modestly.

Upon hearing this familiar conversation, Theresa did not speak again, but instead gave a soft snort and turned her head away.

Noticing Theresa's slight moodiness, Bronya added, "Of course, the headmaster's guidance is also indispensable."

Upon hearing this, Theresa smiled again.

“Bronya, Mom will be so happy for you when she sees this.” Seele’s voice was like a clear spring, washing away Bronya’s worries.

In an orphanage far away in Siberia, Xing struggles to care for all the children, including Seele, Rosalia, and Lilia, feeding the infants, getting the children who are standing on the table down, and comforting the children who are crying from fright.

"Ah!!!" Xing was about to collapse. She had never longed to see the sisters, Xi'er and Arlene, so much at that moment.

Cocolia sat in a wicker rocking chair, looking at the children with loving eyes. Only when she heard Bronya angrily rebuking Joachim on the projection screen did she turn her gaze to the screen.

“Bronya, you’ve really grown up.” Cocolia hadn’t seen Bronya for a long time; in her memory, Bronya was still this small.

The next morning, Joachim's room was empty, which made Theresa very disappointed. Father Otto called the children to the innermost room.

Father Otto lay on the bed, struggling to turn his body towards them, crimson stains spreading across his body as if to tear him apart.

“Theresa, it seems my crucifix has fallen into the snow.” Father Otto’s voice was extremely weak.

Theresa agreed to go and find it for him, her voice already trembling with tears.

“It’s alright, no need.” Even at this moment, Father Otto still cared about Joachim, understood his feelings, and knew his pain and torment.

"Right and wrong cannot answer all the questions in this world. I always ask myself, was there another way to save his father at that time?"

"But no matter what I thought, on that day, I still chose to kill him."

"Perhaps it's because I saw my past self in him... the self I wanted to end."

“Father…” Theresa murmured, holding back her tears.

In a weak voice, Father Otto recounted his past, revealing that he had once been involved in forbidden experiments until the saint stopped him. Together with the saint, he escaped the organization and sealed away the evil.

But sin had already cursed them. The saint died two years later. On her deathbed, he asked her if she regretted her choice.

"And now, I will convey her answer to you."

"A person will experience three stages of growth in their life."

"The first time is when you understand right and wrong."

"The second time was when I realized that some things are not just about right and wrong."

"The third time was after realizing that some things are neither right nor wrong, yet still firmly doing what I believe in and taking responsibility for it."

Upon hearing Father Otto's final words, the audience watching the film fell silent. At that moment, they could no longer condemn Otto, even though they knew that the Otto who caused all the tragedy was not the same person as Father Otto.

“Eden, I don’t dislike Otto as he is.” Ellie leaned on Eden’s shoulder.

“Ellie, me too.” Eden looked at Ellie tenderly and affectionately, smoothing her pink bangs, and said, “Unlike the main storyline, although Father Otto didn’t say anything about love and affection, his actions were full of love.”

"A priest who made a mistake and tried to atone with his life, living in repentance," Sakura said. "The saint he mentioned, is it Karen?"

As Karen's best friend and having met Otto many times, she knew that no one but Karen could change Otto.

“Karen…” Otto stared blankly at Father Otto on the screen, his mind filled with only Yaqing and the story he told him from five hundred years ago.

At that moment, he felt as if he had stepped into the shoes of Bishop Otto.

"The turning point appeared... because of my cowardice. I didn't dare to take that step and leave with Kallen, which led to the changes in the world's development. That wasn't the Saintess's answer, but a warning left for me, left for Otto Apocalypse..."

Otto muttered to himself.

"If I hadn't backed down like a coward, would the world have changed? Would Kallen's death have been prevented? Then Otto would have lived with Kallen..."

Otto's thinking had reached a dead end.

"Otto, Otto!"

When Otto heard that familiar voice, he seemed to see a little girl smiling at him from the top of a wall. But when he came to his senses and looked closely, he only saw Karen's worried expression.

"Otto, what's wrong? I call you but you don't respond, you just keep talking to yourself, are you...?"

Before Karen could finish speaking, Otto hugged her tightly.

Karen didn't struggle, but gently patted Otto's back, as tenderly as a mother, and said softly, "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly acting like a little child? If I tell little Theresa, she'll laugh at you for being shy."

"Karen, hug me a little longer."

"Yes, you can hug me for as long as you want."

a long time.

Otto's somber voice came through: "Karen, I can't imagine a world without you. I don't have the ability and wisdom of the Archbishop of Destiny, and I can't achieve what he did. My only outcome is madness and death."

"Don't belittle yourself, you're the smartest," Karen gently comforted Otto.

Father Otto's voice was calm yet trembling. He had buried the saint in a foreign land, and then he came here to establish an orphanage.

Because of his own experience, he understood Joachim and respected his choice.

Theresa could no longer hold back her sobs.

As Father Otto finished speaking what sounded like his last words, Bronya suddenly called out Joachim's name. Joachim, who was outside the door, pushed it open, clutching the crucifix that the priest had dropped in the snow.

“Father, you lost this cross last night, so I found it.”

Joachim clutched the cross tightly. Even though he was still confused, he was willing to take over the orphanage and the responsibilities of a priest.

"So please continue to be my family, and don't lead me down the wrong path...!" Joachim collapsed by the bedside, tears streaming down his face. Theresa gently hugged him from behind.