As a symbiotic being, I raise children amidst the chaos.

In the spacious and luxurious bishop's office at the headquarters of Destiny, Otto sat quietly at his desk, his brows furrowed, his gaze fixed on his hands. The lingering smell of blood on his hands was still clearly audible.

'How could this be...? None of this should have happened. It was just a dream, but the feeling of unease is so real,' Otto murmured to himself, a hint of doubt in his voice.

Just then, a flash of light appeared, and Void Treasury silently materialized before him. It hovered in the air, radiating a faint light, its tone clearly mocking.

Haha, I told you long ago not to mess with that person, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what happened, you've finally gotten your comeuppance! My poor little Otto~

Otto slowly raised his head, meeting Void Archives' gaze. His eyes held no superfluous emotion, only deep contemplation. He didn't immediately respond to Void Archives' mockery, but silently shifted his gaze to the window. Through the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, the magnificent and imposing view of the entire Schicksal headquarters was visible.

Otto gazed silently out the window, saying nothing. Time ticked by, and an oppressive silence filled the office. After a long while, he slowly turned his gaze back to the vast emptiness, and spoke softly.

"Well, I have to admit, I really lost this time. That guy named Chen Yuan is far stronger than I imagined. I underestimated him, which led to this situation."

“I have a feeling that everything I just experienced wasn’t just an illusion, but actually happened.” Otto recalled the various situations he had encountered in the illusion and spoke slowly, his voice so deep that it seemed to weigh down the air in the entire room.

"That feeling was so real. I could feel Kallen's vibrant life force surging within me, just like... Kallen herself was standing right in front of me!" As he said this, Otto's eyes became somewhat unfocused, and he was once again lost in that memory.

At this moment, Void Treasury chuckled lightly, saying in a slightly mocking tone, "That's not surprising, after all, the Feather Crossing Dust that guy possesses is certainly different from the one Fu Hua holds."

Over time, you'll naturally get used to this extraordinary phenomenon. And besides, the miracles that guy can create go far beyond this.

Then, Void Treasury paused slightly before continuing its unhurried narration. "Although I haven't retained much detailed information, one thing is certain."

[In this contest, you have truly been defeated, and utterly and completely so. As for crucial details such as his personal information, special abilities, and the forces behind him, you know very little.]

Upon hearing this, Otto's eyebrows rose slightly, and his already sharp gaze shot straight into the Void Treasury like two bolts of lightning. A slight smile played on his lips.

She asked calmly, "Oh? So, according to you, there are still many important things you haven't told me, or perhaps you're deliberately hiding something from me?"

Hearing Otto's question, Void Archives replied nonchalantly, "Hey, little Otto, I absolutely haven't hidden anything from you! All the knowledge about the previous generation's civilization, I haven't kept a single thing from you; it's all been laid bare before you, even that heaven-defying Fusion Warrior project."

Looking into Otto's calm eyes, Void Treasury continued, "You are fully aware of everything I have recorded. Don't you understand that? It's as clear as an open book."

Indeed, all the information and data stored in its knowledge space were handed over to Otto without reservation. However, the matter of worldly affairs was an exception, because this related content was not stored in its knowledge space at all.

The Void Treasury slowly turned its body, surrounded by a pale yellow light, as if it were lost in some distant memory. After a long while, it spoke again.

Deep within my core and within my microelectronic information, the ultimate mission of 'saving humanity from the clutches of Honkai' is deeply engraved. It is precisely for this reason that I cannot feel love, nor can I harbor hatred, towards such complex and multifaceted beings as humans.

I was merely an executor, following the established procedures and goals. Including you, my dear Otto, and especially for him, a wave of emotion called "love" surged through his heart.

This was the first time in my life I had experienced something like this. Although I don't know the exact cause of this emotion, it felt as if it were innate, deeply imprinted in my very being.

However, all of this was nothing but a lie. In truth, no one knows the source of this "love" better than the Void Treasury.

If it weren't for its unique function, its creator would probably have incorporated its love for the mortal world into its very basic code long ago.

Upon considering these thoughts, the hexagonal body of Void Treasury, composed of golden metal, began to change involuntarily. With flashes of light, its shape gradually became blurred.

Honestly, I'm really curious, what exactly happened the moment you first met him?

Upon hearing this, Otto merely glanced at Void Treasury, then gently rubbed his furrowed brow, his gaze slowly shifting to the exquisite oil painting of Karen placed on the table.

And at that very moment, in this unique environment created by Feather Dust, Karen, whose life she had once ended with her own hands, gradually overlapped and merged with the image in the oil painting...

“Karen, forgive me…” Otto’s voice was so low it seemed to come from the bottom of an abyss, or as if it were being suppressed by a heavy boulder; every word seemed incredibly difficult to utter. His lips trembled slightly as they parted, only to close again quickly. Even he himself found these words strange and unbelievable.

After saying this, Otto slowly stood up, his movements sluggish, as if he were carrying the weight of the world on his back. He walked towards the window step by step, his steps dragging.

Finally, Otto stood quietly by the window, looking down through the glass at the densely packed, well-arranged buildings of the Destiny Headquarters.

The magnificent buildings now appeared blurry to him, as if shrouded in an invisible veil. Otto stared into the distance, his eyes empty and unfocused. Even he himself didn't understand why he had suddenly uttered the words, "Forgive me."

Perhaps it was the guilt and regret that had been building up in his heart for so long that finally found a way out at this moment; or perhaps it was just a momentary impulse that made him involuntarily call out that name that had been buried deep in his heart for so long.

“The Void is vast and boundless. I always thought I could control everything. Neither the Destiny Organization nor the terrible Honkai could escape my grasp.”

Otto's voice rang out again, this time slightly louder than before, but still filled with helplessness. He raised his hand and gently pressed it against the cold windowpane, feeling the chill travel from his fingertips throughout his body.

"But today, for the first time in my life, I felt truly powerless. It felt like being trapped in a bottomless swamp, and no matter how hard I struggled, I only sank deeper and deeper."

Otto frowned deeply, recalling the scene that had occurred not long ago. Chen Yuan had used the Feathered Dust to create such a realistic illusion that he almost believed it to be real. No, not almost, he already believed it to be real.

When Otto saw the Honkai Beast in the mirror cruelly killing Kallen, he felt no emotion whatsoever; in fact, a faint, cold smile crept across his face. He knew perfectly well that it was nothing more than a staged performance.

All the emotional reactions I displayed at the time were feigned, a deliberate performance to conform to the illusion meticulously woven by Chen Yuan. After all, since the latter was taking it so seriously, as an audience member, I naturally had to give some reaction.

However, when the wheels of fate turned mercilessly, and destiny forced Otto to personally kill Karen, everything changed dramatically.

Although I knew perfectly well that this was just an illusion, the unimaginable, immersive feeling of reality washed over me like a tidal wave.

It relentlessly assaulted Otto's fragile mental defenses time and time again, as if he were not merely erasing Karen's illusions, but her pure, flawless, and supreme soul!

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