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

"In the days that followed, she despaired, abandoned her escape plan, and sought only death... She even deliberately used vehement language in the dock to ensure she was sentenced to the most severe form of execution..."

"Perhaps in her view... this was her last stand against this unfair and unreasonable world."

Otto lowered his eyes and said softly.

He understood her, and it was precisely because of this understanding that he was constantly drawn to her radiance.

The light was so alluring that just looking at it filled one with joy and hope.

The saint was pure enough that her purity transcended her time... and did not belong to this time.

This is undoubtedly a tragedy.

She brought bright light, but could not bear the dark mire.

She wanted to resist, but only continued to sink deeper into depravity.

So she let go of her hands and fell peacefully asleep.

The saintess made a final stand, even at the cost of her life.

If Kallen were willing to submit, she might… no, she definitely could survive. But then she wouldn't be Kallen, she wouldn't be the saint.

The gallows has been replaced with a sculpture; that's a thoughtful touch.

[Powerless... a pathetic hero]

[Otto probably didn't tell me I couldn't do anything back then, otherwise he might have had the power...]

【? ? ? 】

...

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind.

But his tone was cynical, a stark contrast to the previous tragic and somber man.

"Perhaps. But the reason why a saint is a saint is because the spiritual power she represents is actually much stronger than she herself imagines."

Otto, dressed in a formal suit, appeared gracefully; the pure white bishop's robes accentuated his solemnity.

Gold threads outlined the dress in a pattern, further highlighting its elegance and rich aristocratic air.

From the moment he appeared, he effortlessly seized control of the conversation, naturally issuing commands.

"Alright, Theresa, I know you have a lot to say, but right now... let's get the most important thing done."

"I have already seized 99.9% of the Herrscher of Domination's core; and the remaining 0.1%, the final piece of the puzzle, is about to be put into place."

He stood there with his arms crossed, glanced at the people present, and paused for an extra moment on the other Otto.

Then he said with great interest,

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us step inside this church ruin and together welcome this landmark moment."

The moment they entered the church, they were stunned by the scene above.

In the distance, on the dome, countless dazzling 'stars' are arranged, with each core neatly and orderly placed among them.

Against the dark gray backdrop, they shone like stars, dazzling and radiant.

The convergence of 999 Herrscher Cores in one place creates a visually stunning effect.

So much so that at one point... they let their guard down around this most dangerous man.

Otto, too, was adept at seizing this opportunity and never missed it.

Compared to the methods of Dr. Tesla and others... he has a faster and more convenient route for the Herrscher core, and he will solve it in his own way.

"Rita, let's retrieve our experimental equipment."

Otto retorted coldly, completely disregarding the opinions of those present.

A cold scythe slashed through the darkness, its pale light illuminating the shadowy corner, followed by a muffled thud.

By the time the unsuspecting Valkyries came to their senses, their guests had already been reduced to lifeless shells.

In that instant, Otto ordered Rita to kill 'Otto'.

【ah? ? 】

[Experimental equipment?]

What just happened? They started fighting all of a sudden?

[He just died like that?]

Everyone was shocked and frightened. The impatient Durandal directly questioned why the other party had done that.

Otto answered her question calmly and patiently.

He stated that after Kiana defeated the Herrscher of Domination, he used the Second Divine Key to enter the Theater of Domination.

Some of the core members of the Thousand Law Enforcers have hidden themselves in the imaginary space, waiting for the right moment to find the next victim filled with despair and then possess them.

"But... what does that have to do with Mr. Otto just now?"

Durandal couldn't help but ask, in her opinion, the other person was undoubtedly a very good person, yet he was killed like this.