The reflections and counsel concluded.
Xiao said, "The moment we escaped the space, I faintly sensed Bosacius's lingering memories. If there's any gain from this journey, it's this."
Lumine said she had vaguely felt it too.
Mu Yang acted somewhat clueless.
He'd known all along, but that didn't stop him from listening again.
The players were watching an animated short.
In a dimly lit cave, someone lit a candle.
The four-armed Yaksha noticed the candlelight and asked, "…Menogias, where were you just now?"
The one who lit the fire sighed helplessly, "Yaksha brother, how many times have I told you? My name is Boyang."
"I'm the adeptus who fought alongside you in the Chasm."
The Yaksha's mind was clouded, murmuring, "Boyang… Boyang?"
"You're Boyang, then who am I?"
Boyang used the candle to ignite a pile of firewood. "I'd love to call you by your name, but we agreed to stay here together.
It'd be a shame not to even know your name."
Hearing this, the Yaksha sensed something was off.
"Stay here? No, you have to get out."
He donned his Yaksha mask, seemingly intent on helping Boyang escape.
[Here we go, getting emo.]
[Sweet!]
Though the Yaksha's mind was slipping into madness, Boyang remained lucid.
"Yaksha brother, don't talk nonsense."
"Didn't we prepare to stay underground forever? Don't you dare regret it!"
His final roar was both a reminder to the Yaksha and to himself.
Once the choice was made, there could be no wavering.
"That seal… it must not be opened…"
The word "seal" seemed to touch a nerve in the Yaksha,
briefly restoring his clarity.
At least he remembered he was a Yaksha here to fight.
The scene shifted to the next moment.
The two supported each other as they moved forward.
The Yaksha's left leg was injured, forcing him to drag it along.
He mocked himself, "…Haha, wounded like this, I won't last much longer!"
"It's just the two of us now. You better not die…"
Boyang, of course, wouldn't abandon his only teammate, supporting him as they went.
Their progress was painfully slow.
But they eventually reached the cave's shelter.
"Today, underground, I saw my family. Am I going mad too?"
"Boyang, do you want to go home?" The Yaksha's voice sounded stronger, as if his injuries had slightly improved.
Boyang didn't answer directly, instead shifting the topic to his younger brother.
But in the end, he couldn't resist the lonely atmosphere.
Why bother lying now?
"Of course… I want to go home too…"
The Yaksha fell silent for a long time.
Boyang at least had a brother, Rongzhao,
and a wife and child—a family to miss. But what about him?
"…I should have a family too, right? Brothers, sisters? There must be some."
His mind was a mess, often blurting out familiar names.
But who those names belonged to, what they looked like—
he couldn't recall no matter how hard he tried.
They seemed like his brothers and sisters.
"…Brothers, sisters, yeah… Who am I? Where's my family?"
[Oh man, I can't take this.]
[My eyes are getting misty.]
[So good, so good, so good! I want more, let me go fully insane! (crawling darkly in torment)]
[The ending's sweet, trust me.]
After saying this, the Yaksha suddenly collapsed, falling headfirst toward the fire.
This startled Boyang. "Brother! What's wrong?!"
He rushed to perform first aid. "You, you can't die first…"
In this wretched place, it was just the two of them.
They could at least talk to each other.
If his Yaksha brother died, Boyang would surely lose his mind.
Thankfully, after Boyang's efforts, the Yaksha sat up again.
But his mind was clouded once more.
"…Alatus… is that you?"
"What Alatus? Your memory… you…"
The Yaksha was in bad shape, seemingly not hearing Boyang's words.
He muttered to himself, "I'm such a mess, I'm too ashamed to face you all."
Boyang patted him, "Brother, brother."
The Yaksha stared at the wall behind Boyang. "Look… these people, they're…"
"They're… my… my…"
On that wall, the Yaksha saw mutual slaughter, karmic debt entwining, driving people to madness…
The stone wall shifted, and the faces of those people grew clearer.
"I remember now, you're…"
[These are the five Yaksha?]
[Such detailed designs, and four out of five are gone? Classic Mihoyo move.]
[Damn, two sisters—this isn't ice and fire, is it?]
[That's clearly water.]
[Just these scenes alone let you imagine their daily lives. Sweet, so sweet…]
"These brothers and sisters are here to take me, Boyang."
"You're lucid?!"
Boyang genuinely didn't expect his Yaksha brother to regain clarity.
His tone was excited,
almost more so than the Yaksha himself.
"At least… at least tell me your name!"
In the Yaksha's memories, his brothers and sisters called him:
"Big Brother!"
"Brother Bosacius!"
"Hey, Bosacius."
"Bosacius…"
Knowing his time was short, the Yaksha used his final strength to form a Yaksha mask.
"My name is Bosacius, meaning… a fleeting moment in life, forsaking all!"
Lightning illuminated the entire cave, then slowly faded.
Bosacius, Marshal Tengshe, fell.
In the moment of his death, he regained clarity and remembered his name…
[Wahh, a fleeting moment in life, forsaking all!]
[Too heartbreaking. Mihoyo, have you no heart? This is brutal.]
[This final stab hits so hard.]
[And Boyang, he stayed alone for a long time after Bosacius's death.]
[Yeah, you can tell from the Fantastic Compass's records.]
[Salute.]
Mu Yang, listening to Xiao's recounting nearby, was deeply moved.
Before, he'd watched it as an animated short on a computer, with voice acting, visuals, and BGM.
But it didn't compare to hearing it in person.
Because now, he truly knew Bosacius, had fought alongside him.
Xiao spoke more about the Yaksha's duties and fate.
Lumine asked, "Is it really okay to tell me all this?"
"No harm. Rex Lapis said you're a witness. The stories of the mortal world should be shared with you."
Bonanus, Menogias, and Indarias had already fallen.
Of the five Yaksha, only Bosacius's fate was unknown.
So, despite the danger, Xiao went to the Chasm.
Now, it was closure for a chapter of the past.
"Bosacius, Boyang, and those soldiers…"
"They're all heroes," Lumine said firmly, finishing the thought.
[The souls of the Millelith!]
"Heroes… that's a good word." Xiao hadn't expected Lumine's response.
"Then, as you say, from now on, the world's heroes will never be strangers."
With that, Xiao left.
Lumine turned to Mu Yang. "Got anything to say now?"
"About that final strike…"