Traveled through time at the same time, but both clones were beautiful girls

He died inexplicably.

After their deaths, the six Herrscher cores went berserk simultaneously, turning the 13 million square kilometer Siberian battlefield into dust within six hours.

Before she died, she had a beautiful dream.

......

"Cilin, wake up!"

"Well......"

"Didn't we agree to go to the amusement park with our friends today?"

The beautiful, silver-haired mother knocked on her daughter's bedroom door. Hearing rustling sounds inside, she went downstairs and saw her husband, Siegfried, baking bread with the Heavenly Fire Judgment. Her face darkened, and she immediately chased him out of the kitchen.

Although her own cooking skills aren't very good.

"Cecilia, I'm here to help you!"

Theresa gave Siegfried a disdainful look, then quickly grabbed a baguette and volunteered to run into the kitchen.

After a while, Cecilia also kicked her out.

Because this guy always tries to put bitter melon juice in his beet soup.

Only after breakfast was served did the lazy girl, who had been binge-watching TV all night, finally come downstairs.

The purple-haired girl yawned, oblivious to the complicated looks she was receiving from her "father" and "aunt." She lazily greeted them and then naturally sat down next to Cecilia.

Like every child who likes to cuddle with their mother, the girl leaned affectionately against Cecilia.

"Mom, I'm sleepy."

"Then, how about we eat first and then go to sleep?"

"Fine, I already made plans to go to the amusement park with them today, I can't go back on my word."

"Okay, Sirin is such a good girl."

"Right? Celine is a good girl, isn't she?"

"yes."

The gentle mother affectionately ruffled her hair, a hint of sadness flashing in her clear, maternal eyes.

The Holy Maiden of Destiny glanced at her husband and best friend without changing her expression, her eyes filled with pleading.

Let the child sleep a little longer.

Siegfried chewed his breakfast more slowly.

Theresa lowered her head, unsure of what to do.

They never imagined that the most terrifying enemy of humanity in history would so easily succumb to the illusion conjured by Yu Duchen. They also never imagined that this demon, who could slaughter half of the Valkyrie's destiny without batting an eye, would greedily crave maternal love and family.

Can such beings truly repent, truly let go of their hatred, and stand on the side of humanity?

Like the First Herrscher?

perhaps......

Can Cecilia's outlandish idea really come true?

With a sliver of expectation in their hearts, Siegfried and Theresa continued to cooperate with Cecilia, doing their best to play the roles of Sirin's father and aunt.

Breakfast was eaten in an eerie atmosphere.

Celine noticed nothing, cheered herself up, went back to her room, put on light makeup, and wore her best clothes.

The family of four went out and headed towards the amusement park.

The snow is really heavy today.

There weren't many people at the amusement park, and they waited there for a long time, but Celine's friends never showed up.

"Little Sirin, did they stand you up?"

As Siegfried spoke, noticing that his "daughter's" expression was somewhat unpleasant, he hesitated before reaching out to pat her head.

It's like a husky carefully comforting a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

He forced a smile: "Honey, to be honest, your mother and I haven't heard you mention any of your friends yet."

Why would someone like the Second Herrscher have friends?

Xilin smiled at him and reached out to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky.

Their names are—

“Aurora…”

“Agatha…”

"Galina..."

"And... Bella..."

She will never forget these names for the rest of her life.

Not long ago, she had witnessed them being dragged out of their cages one by one by the lab technicians.

Some cried loudly, some sobbed softly, some struggled so much that they were roughly taken away, and some were carried past her while lying on a tractor.

The white cloth was shaken open.

Those innocent eyes were lifeless and devoid of spirit.

As she read these names, Sirin lowered her head, focusing intently on the snow on her boots.

She seemed very down.

Theresa suddenly remembered that on the way to the Babylonian laboratory, she had found a group of boys and girls who had escaped from the laboratory.

She guessed what was going on, her expression turned serious, and she mustered her courage to lean closer and comfort her: "It's okay, they're probably all busy today. Why don't we go inside first? Auntie will take you on the roller coaster and the Ferris wheel! Auntie has actually wanted to ride them for a long time!"

"Thank you, Auntie. I'm so happy to have you all with me."

Celine raised her face and said with a sigh, "It's a pity that some people are no longer by my side. I'm very sad."

Siegfried asked nervously, "Who is it? Dad will find it for you right away."

Celine smiled and said, "There's much more, but the biggest regret is that my mother wasn't by my side."

"Isn't Mom here?"

The Holy Maiden of Destiny knelt down and hugged her in her arms.

Sirin looked down at her, remained silent for a long time, and then said, "I know that you and Siegfried are not my parents."

The snow suddenly became heavy.

"Why would you think that a mere Feathered Dust could deceive me?"

"Why do you think Cecilia can replace my real mother?"

"Why do you think such a petty trick can make a demon king who harbors a deep hatred for humans weep and repent?"

She reached out and touched the woman who was holding her: "My mother wasn't as beautiful as you, nor as pure, nor as noble, nor as gentle. She was just an ordinary Belarusian woman. She wasn't very educated and was very poor, so she always strictly urged me to study hard, hoping that I could change my life through education and leave that poor, stagnant village."

She died of illness last winter.

Celine remained calm.

It wasn't indifference, it was true tranquility.

Yet it was precisely in this tranquility that Siegfried and Theresa felt a terrible chill engulfing their bodies and minds.

They were afraid.

Cecilia showed no fear, but simply held her tightly in her arms, wanting to do everything she could to give her some warmth.

"I know what you're planning; that's how it's written in the storybooks."

"The villain, tormented by suffering, after going through countless hardships to become the Demon King, encounters someone willing to treat him kindly. Then, through repeated entanglements, he is moved and redeemed, and finally reluctantly gives up his revenge."

"Even demon kings must be redeemed?"

"Can't we just stick to one path and go all the way?"

She pushed Cecilia away and asked expressionlessly, "Why should I?"

Everyone fell silent, unable to answer her question.

People love to hear stories because most stories have a happy ending.

But this isn't a story from a storybook.

A frail fourteen-year-old girl watched helplessly as her seriously ill mother breathed her last.

Her adult mindset as a transmigrator allowed her to behave obediently and ingratiatingly to please the researchers, thus making her life a little better in that hellish place.

But every time he secretly carved the names of his dead companions in the corner of the wall, his little face was inevitably filled with despair and fear.

No one knows how she got through it.

"In the end, I still feel uneasy."

Sirin casually waved away the illusion, her pure will usurping the right to use the Feathered Dust.

Bright red feathers drifted down and landed on Siegfried.

"what you up to!?"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Thank you for playing this game with me. I won't hurt you... However, there's something very powerful in Mr. Siegfried's mind that I'm quite curious about."

Feather Dust penetrated deep into Siegfried's mind, activating a grand will deep within his genes!

A fragment of Kaslana's gene has exhibited quantum entanglement resonance!

The white-haired man, infinitely distant from the original world, suddenly opened his eyes, his cold gaze, which seemed to freeze everything, looking over.

They met each other's golden Herrscher eyes from afar.

Two terrifying eyes, stretching across the sky and obscuring the sun and moon, stared at each other in silence, like an apocalyptic scene that roused someone from a dream.

"scare!!"

In a secluded corner of Sky City, Kiana Kaslana gasped for breath, taking a long time to calm down.

Fu Hua's worried voice echoed in her mind: "Kiana, you dreamed about her again?"

"Ah, are you kidding me..."

Her deep blue eyes occasionally flashed with a luxurious gold, and her voice was filled with a deep sense of frustration.

"What a joke!"

"You make it sound so easy, how could I possibly control that guy's mind?! What happened to your promise to help?"

Fu Hua was silent for a moment: "I have done my best to weaken Sirin's consciousness, but the fact that you are increasingly falling into her memories can only mean..."

"It just proves that I'm really not good enough."

"It's not that you're incapable, it's that she's too terrifying."

Chapter 91 Kiana, it's time to change your orientation!

Four months ago, the Herrscher of the Void, who once destroyed Siberia, awakened within Kiana Kaslana.

However, after defeating the Anti-Entropy Titan forces and crippling Fu Hua, she fell into slumber once more.

That's why Kiana was able to barely regain control of her own consciousness.

However, the brilliant will that frequently flowed from the depths of her consciousness was almost constantly challenging her reason.

Kiana felt as if a colossal creature was sealed inside her, ready to burst forth at any moment.

"What kind of person is Xilin?"

She questioned Fu Hua in her mind.

Fu Hua was originally her class monitor at St. Freya Academy. Kiana had always respected this old-fashioned and honest class monitor. However, she never expected that this thick-browed, big-eyed guy was actually sent by Otto to spy on her.

That traitor!

According to Fu Hua, Otto cracked open her skull.