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

Her sword spirit had long been shattered, and it could never be restored. In other words—

"This lake of the heart should not exist in the first place."

Fu Hua murmured softly, gazing into the lake of her heart.

Or rather, even if it exists, it shouldn't be confined to still water.

She already had a vague answer in her heart.

"Is that you?..."

A gentle-looking person, with a hint of sorrow in their brows, appeared beside me. They wore ancient clothing from five hundred years ago, and instead of a chivalrous figure, they exuded a strong scholarly air.

"Morning rain..."

We still don't know how many consciousnesses reside within Fu Hua's body.

[Sword Heart... Taixu Sect... Damn it, I really want to learn it too]

The Great Void Sword God aimed at its founder. Was it the ultimate technique that was invincible, or was it the founder himself who was invincible?

[That makes sense. If others can stop it, why can't the Crimson Kite Immortal do the same?]

"what?"

"The squad leader has so many people on his mind."

Kiana remarked, looking at Fu Hua's head with a sense of unease; there were quite a few people in the class monitor's consciousness, after all.

But she never thought about herself. Wasn't she once someone who could almost fill a mahjong table? If we include Himeko-sensei.

As for Bronya's core... there are even more people.

Or rather, it would be unreasonable for a truly strong person not to have one or two people in their mind.

"Why...Asahide? It really is her?"

Fu Hua was somewhat surprised. She summoned her inner lake to check, but found nothing unusual.

Perhaps it was when she was fully healed, or perhaps it was through the process of equipping the Holy Mark, but the faint traces of someone else's presence remained in her heart.

The other party had also left, perhaps relieved to see their master had recovered completely.

"Tsk, at least she ran fast."

The Herald of Knowledge also saw her actions, but simply pursed his lips and said...

"Speaking of which... old antique, why didn't you ask me for help? If you can't release it, I can release the Void Sword God."

"The game says... 'I can't find you,' right? If I knew where you were, I would definitely ask for your help."

Fu Hua said helplessly, and she didn't think she could persuade the other party to help, or more accurately, the former version of herself.

Now that we eat and sleep together, we have a better understanding of each other's feelings.

So I also know how to persuade the other party to fight. Whether it's openly pleading or using provocation, it's all good. The only bad thing is reasoning with them.

She has experienced this firsthand.

"Hey, what are you saying? I'll leave you a communication channel next time."

The one who understood the law was overjoyed and casually waved his hand, saying something.

The smugness on his face was easily visible.

Flashback Short Film 3: Escape / Lightning (6.5k)

This is an experience from five hundred years ago, an experience of fleeing fate and heading to the Far East.

It also serves as a sequel to the Purple Iris chapter.

From the moment the human experiments were exposed and Kallen obtained the black box and escaped her fate,

During this escape, Karen Kaslana also completed an important period of reflection in her life.

The deck was almost deserted at midnight.

The cool moonlight shone on the earth, and the night wind carried a biting chill.

The moonlight casts its glow on the Danube, the shimmering waves resembling a weary and haggard figure.

The surroundings were deserted. She pulled her hood up to cover herself again. She knew she couldn't be discovered; countless people were after her, and the bounty was incredibly high.

It all started with that box.

Karen Kaslana was carrying that box.

She knew she had to take it with her, but she didn't know where the proper place to seal it was.

Perhaps it's the Far East where the "immortals" reside...