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

Her long-cherished wish was fulfilled; the god she served seemed to have finally answered her request after her death…

He witnessed it firsthand in the more than ten years since her death.

Those who try to change the world

Without exception, they all used her name.

At least verbally, he said that he was inspired to rise up because of her.

These people eventually received their reward.

They have indeed gained a brighter tomorrow—

Their "saintess" could only die in despair for the world;

The cruelty of fate, and his hateful cowardice at the time...

She never had the chance to see the dawn after the darkness.

That day, she resolutely turned and left.

From then on, she never became her true self again.

The world's malice deeply persecuted her.

Forcing her to leave for another place

Forcing her to give up her life

And it is precisely in this most tragic period of fate—

He was a man struck by the arrow of unrequited love.

He played the villain he should never have played.

If so-called help doesn't bring happiness to the recipient, is it truly help?

Otto's obsession was too strong; he only cared about what he saw and ignored Kallen's feelings.

As he said, back then, they were both too inexperienced, both mentally and in terms of ability.

Yes, the original plan wasn't what it ultimately turned out to be.

"Yes, he was panicked and confused at the time, completely manipulated by his own sister;"

"But how can that change the cold, hard truth—"

"It was the Honkai Beasts he released that killed her."

"It was his own years of arrogance that gradually led to her death."

The man's weak voice coldly dissected himself, in this grand hall where no one else existed.

My heart is bleeding, but I can't feel the pain.

The overwhelming despair that followed the relaxation following victory nearly crushed him completely.

"No matter how he tries to make the saintess his faith afterward—"

"That human named Kallen Kaslana..."

"But he will never wake up from the cold coffin again."

"The impulse he loved, the stubbornness, those perfectly thin lips..."

"Everything will never wake up from the cold coffin again."

"Unless time can be reversed,"

"Unless the dead can be brought back to life..."

Otto Apocalypse stood alone in the hall of the Cathedral of Destiny.

The crowd outside the church sang and danced, celebrating the victory that belonged to the people.

He closed his eyes, letting the tears slide down his cheeks.

He knew that at this moment, he was the only loser among them.

"A loser who doesn't deserve anyone's sympathy, who deserves to go to hell..."

His last words were barely audible, his lowered eyes were dim, and his hands were clenched into tight fists. A crazy idea had begun to emerge in his mind.

Time...reversed..., the dead...resurrected...

Thus, Otto's long and vast journey of five hundred years had vaguely begun. He understood that no one had ever traversed this path, and there was not a single record of it in any books.

But he had no other way out.

...

"So, did fate begin to turn at that moment?"

"Was it at that moment that he confirmed his goal?"

Mebius said with some emotion, his tone questioning yet full of certainty, for this was already a universally acknowledged fact.

The other party truly lived up to his reputation as a madman; when it came to the dead, he was only focused on resurrecting them and forging a path never before heard of.