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

His presence seemed to be everywhere.

Theresa lay on the river bridge in the town of Klosten, lost in thought.

A calm river, though seemingly turbulent, flowed slowly by, its surface undisturbed. A gentle breeze carried away the scars of battle, and the number of people gradually increased.

Time is like a river flowing forward; it never stops, nor can it be stopped by anyone.

The world will not stop moving forward because of one person's disappearance, nor will it let everyone fall into despair because of one person's departure.

But...even so, she would still think of that person who left without saying goodbye from time to time.

Perhaps he had already said goodbye, but no one thought he would leave like this... but now he really is gone.

A gentle breeze ruffled her hair, and without realizing it, Theresa felt a pang of nostalgia for the past.

In the blink of an eye, he was indeed about to take on the responsibilities of the Bishop of Destiny...

Everything felt somewhat unreal. Even though the great battle had ended, she couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself—

"Is everything... really over?"

Blue eyes gazed at the birds circling in the distance. The world had fallen silent since that person was gone, a silence that was almost unsettling.

She ran a strand of hair through her fingers, quietly enjoying the morning.

(I've been so busy lately. Before I knew it... so many days have passed.)

(The headquarters of Destiny continues to operate smoothly, with everyone staying at their posts as before... only a little busier now.)

(What has happened these past few days feels like a series of hazy illusions, making it hard to believe it's real.)

(I don't know why, but I always have this surreal feeling: maybe after a while, that person will appear in another place, release another video, and casually create another big news story...)

(Just like that day, when he announced his resignation to the world in a high-profile manner.)

(No……)

(What am I thinking? Grandpa has indeed...)

Theresa shook her head, her expression somewhat dazed from the recent surge of memories.

He also had a headache dealing with his troublesome grandfather! Just like in his grandfather's eyes, he must also be a troublesome granddaughter.

But soon, a familiar voice was clamoring in my ear.

The sound was unusually loud, showing no sign of stopping, which startled...

"Hey, don't worry, Otto is really dead. Although I was a little sad at the time, now that I think about it, it's actually quite satisfying!"

The Herrscher of Knowledge walked over to Fu Hua, chatting casually with her. His smug expression was like that of a child, not at all like a Herrscher who liked to cause destruction.

He would occasionally stand on tiptoe, pointing enthusiastically at the buildings not far away, his happiness written all over his face.

Speaking of which... I don't know where she went, but after returning, she inexplicably appeared in this small town.

Her anger dissipated quickly upon her return, and she became friends with Kiana and the others in a very friendly manner. Even when they were on guard, she generously laughed it off.

It's hard to believe what the other person has been through these past few days...

Fu Hua had initially thought about learning how to apologize to the other party, but now it seemed unnecessary. Instead, she looked at the other party pulling her wrist closer with a bit of a headache.

"Haha, come on, you old fogey, hurry up! Why are you so slow? Isn't this your old haunt?"

"And another thing, I promised you that someone would be watching me at all times, so why aren't you doing your job properly! Come here!"

The Herald of Knowledge watched as Fu Hua was relentlessly berated.

She pointed at Fu Hua, her expression full of disappointment, like a girl who is full of energy when she goes shopping.

As for the other party's injuries... Hmph, fighting is definitely out of the question, but walking shouldn't be too difficult.

"No...it's not that. Look over there, in the distance, isn't that Principal Theresa?"

Fu Hua pushed up his glasses, a cold light reflecting off the lenses, as he defended himself.

"Where? Where is it?"

Upon hearing this, the one who knew the law stood on tiptoe and looked around, but saw no one.

Fu Hua remained silent, watching the headmaster who had already walked up to the Herrscher of Knowledge. The headmaster was clenching his fists and looking up at the Herrscher of Knowledge.

Then, the Herald of Knowledge subconsciously looked down and saw an angry little face staring at her with wide, angry eyes.

"Are you...doing this on purpose?"

Theresa said angrily,

The other person went out and learned nothing good!

"Haha, maybe I really didn't see it?"

The Law Master turned his head to the side, whistling, and said casually.

"You're saying this while looking me in the eye!"

"Hehe, that won't do, I'll feel guilty."