To create Honkai Impact 3rd in a world where Kallen exists.

Mei... what's it like to watch the person closest to you disappear from your life, and not even be able to hold their hand? Sigh...

[You've got Mei, right? Mei saved my kitchen, I'm going to wholeheartedly support her!]

For some couples whose partners are prone to causing chaos in the kitchen, or whose culinary skills haven't improved in years, Mei's appearance is like a beam of light, illuminating their bleak lives.

Even in hell, they would pull out their coffin lids and shout, "Mei, you can do anything!"

From the perspective of the villa's owners, however, it was a completely different story.

Now, Mei dropped the soup spoon from her hand and stared blankly at the scene before her, where she had been stabbed.

She knew she wouldn't be in a good mood in the game, but she never expected that just from the words and the accompanying picture, she would feel such profound sorrow.

Kiana's coat was in his arms, and he could only feel Kiana's warm presence through it.

The person I long to see is right in front of me, yet I am powerless to take her back.

So powerless, so much like myself—

She couldn't help but sigh, realizing she had already made her choice in reality, regardless of whether it was right or wrong, simply based on her own heart; right or wrong was in the past.

Now it seems that if she continues to be troubled by hesitation, she will have countless regrets in her heart.

"Stupid Kiana?"

Bronya had been observing the two ever since she watched the video. As a team that often operated together, she was well aware of the bond between them.

Therefore, she could almost predict what kind of emotions the two of them were feeling, and she needed to observe them constantly.

"Uh—oh, sorry, I'm fine. I just didn't expect Mei to be so upset—"

Kiana was startled by Bronya's words, and forced a weak smile before speaking.

She nibbled on the bread in her hand, her gaze still somewhat vacant, lost in thought.

She sighed occasionally, then stared blankly at the screen.

Bronya remained silent, still glancing at Kiana out of the corner of her eye. She was very perceptive; in her view, Mei's current reaction was normal.

Kiana's behavior is strange—why is Kiana suddenly thinking seriously?

If it were the old her, she would have rushed into Mei's arms to comfort her.

"Aww, this is so touching, Lilia! Why, why did things have to turn out like this?"

Bronya felt a headache coming on; she had almost forgotten about these two people beside her. Looking up, she saw Rosalia tightly hugging Lilia.

They truly deserve to have the ambition to become idols.

The immersive storyline is very well done, allowing the viewer to easily become part of the narrative.

In some ways, the immersion was too rapid.

"Waaaaah, Lilia! If... if you were captured too, and I didn't have the power to protect you... I... I can't even imagine what would happen!"

Rosalia's nose twitched, and she held Lilia tightly in one arm, refusing to let go.

The thought of her being taken away by a powerful S-rank Valkyrie, while he was powerless, stuck there clutching his last remaining clothes, filled him with rage.

She felt a deep sadness in her heart, and she felt like crying.

"Silly sister, we won't separate. Besides, who would be so bored as to separate us?"

Lilia gently stroked Rosalia's pink hair with her small hand and calmly said,

"But... what if there were also S-rank Valkyries..."

"For example, that time when you ran away first after causing trouble, sister? Principal Theresa was so angry that she dragged me back..."

"That time, didn't I come back later? We vodka girls are always one!"

"...She really is a silly older sister."

Lilia shook her head, a bitter smile on her calm face.

"Don't say that about me, Lilia—"

Clearly, the sadness of these two lively girls came and went quickly, or rather, at their age, there was nothing to be sad about for a long time.

“Two idiots!” Bronya sighed and said softly.

My older sister is still here, how could I let something happen to you two?

Don't they realize they're all idiots?

"Sister Bronya, this at least shows that the two of them have a really good relationship, which is very enviable."

Seele leaned on Bronya's arm and said earnestly.

[...Our relationship is great, Seele! Rather than that, let me out first; I find that arm in front of me a bit of an eyesore.] The voice in my mind was as irritable as ever.

But Seele had no intention of letting her out unless she genuinely wanted to make friends.

[Huh? I only need to know Seele... Now, I'd also like to get to know Bronya, this 'friend' of mine.]

In an instant, Black Seele changed her mind. She was going to go out and teach the guy who took advantage of Seele a lesson. It was just a duck, not even as big as hers!

...

Sky City

As Durandal took the Herrscher of the Void away, Rita, who was standing on the ruins, also silently rose.

His gaze shifted slightly, but he didn't rush to make any unnecessary movements.

The Herrscher of the Void saved the city; although she found it hard to believe, it was a fact she had confirmed.

She was certain that the hidden forces in this city were enormous and malicious.

With Lady Durandal with the Herrscher of the Void, everything is foolproof. As for my side... I also need to investigate this faction's strength, although it might be too late.

Rita went to the central database of Shencheng Medicine, and as expected, it had been destroyed. She sighed, not particularly surprised.

Finally, the turbulent night in Sky Dome City ushered in the dawn.

The 'snake' has left.

But the snake's eyes remained fixed on this spot.

The jackal behind them used the devices in Sky City to observe Durandal's whereabouts, all the way to North Africa, where Schicksal seemed to be conducting an important experiment. And Kiana, at the last moment...

Kevin's reply was, "I understand."

He also stated that he had his own plans for the Herrscher of the Void.

In the darkness, Kiana felt an unbearable heaviness in her body.

You can't see anything, hear anything, smell anything, or touch anything.

She heard someone calling her name.

"Kiana...Kiana..."

A gentle voice whispered familiar syllables; Kiana knew it was Mei's voice.

She tried desperately to open her eyes, but the heavy weight made it hard for her to breathe.

But after she opened her eyes—

The once bustling Sky City crumbled in flames, and the world was filled with smoke and cries.

"No, this isn't true,"

Kiana said in disbelief, "She clearly launched that calamity bomb into space, so what does this situation mean?"

She instinctively looked for the source, but found nothing.

—Until she lowered her gaze and saw those hands that resembled those of a Herrscher, the hands of the Herrscher of the Void.

She fell silent, trembling as she covered her head, unwilling to face what was happening before her.

"No, that's not how it is—"

Kiana suddenly woke up from a nightmare, her body covered in cold sweat, gasping for breath.

"It's just...a nightmare."

She felt so fortunate until... she saw Durandal reading a book to the side.

She sat right next to the bed, her long, wavy golden hair cascading down her hips, her back ramrod straight, and every word and action revealed her to be an incredibly serious person.

Kiana fell silent; she already knew roughly what had happened.

But she couldn't stop asking.

Durandal seemed to answer all of Kiana's questions without hesitation, even while reading a book.

Kiana tried to awaken Fu Hua in her mind, but no matter how actively she tried to contact her, there was no response from her mind.

She knew that no one could help her now.

A feeling of helplessness welled up inside me.

She could only rely on herself now. Kiana secretly made a plan, preparing to communicate with the core of the Herrscher of the Void...

"I told you, you need to rest now!"

Before anyone knew it, Durandal, who had been reading, had arrived beside Kiana. She placed a hand on Kiana's shoulder, her blue eyes reflecting the girl's surprised face, her sharp gaze fixed on the fleeing Kiana, her tone tinged with indifference.

It was clear that she wasn't happy.

...

"Honestly, how can she not cherish her own body!"

Durandal said angrily, raising her hand and easily placing the dumbbell back in its place—the numbers written on it were something no Valkyrie could do in ordinary training.

"It's probably because, inside, she sees you, Lady Durandal, as an enemy!"

Naturally, this also included Rita, who was standing quietly to the side.

Rita was still very particular about her outfit today; her black and white maid outfit didn't seem particularly special.

But thanks to Rita's meticulous tailoring, it still exudes a captivating charm. The chest, arms, and hem of the skirt are all treated differently. A white headband holds back her short gray hair, and a beauty mark appears under her eye.

The absolute territory formed by the slightly transparent white stockings on her legs, and the delicate white skin on her thighs firmly captured everyone's attention.

Judging from the slight glance that Durandal also cast her over, Rita thought her outfit today was perfect and would keep it up next time.