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On the screen,
everything unfolded exactly as Risa had planned.
Through conspiracy and bloodshed, she seized the Overseer's throne she had long coveted.
Many nobles present were killed or gravely injured by the released Honkai beasts.
The great purge orchestrated by Risa proceeded with ruthless efficiency.
Schicksal's authority
was completely grasped in her hands.
And yet—
while this web of blood and intrigue was tightening—
the most crucial figure behind it all,
the true driving force of this plan,
Otto Apocalypse,
had already been crushed beneath the collapsing fragments of a world shattered by Kallen's death.
To Otto,
the world had lost all its color.
Nothing held meaning anymore.
He could not bear this sin.
Even as Otto—
he dared not, would not, could not face a world without her.
Drowned in despair,
Otto went alone to a small island cemetery.
There, under the name of a priest,
he founded a monastery that took in special orphans.
To Otto,
loving all as a saint did was a form of asceticism—
a self-imposed penance,
a harsh discipline against his own hollow heart.
Thus, he spent year after year in emptiness.
Because in a world without Kallen,
everything had already lost its meaning.
In the Pure White Space,
Kallen gazed at Otto on the screen.
She watched him live on like a walking corpse—
outwardly still elegant,
yet anyone could see the dull lifelessness deep within his emerald eyes.
Watching Otto—
nearly stripped of his soul because of her stubborn sacrifice—
that once-noble and composed man,
the great inventor who had saved countless lives,
the child of destiny once meant to become Schicksal's next Overseer—
now reduced to a figure of melancholy ruin.
And perhaps,
for the next five hundred years,
Otto would continue to live beneath this shadow.
"I'm… sorry…"
Kallen felt as though needles were piercing her heart.
She had never truly confronted Otto's feelings for her—
not until this evaluation appeared.
Only now did she finally understand,
with overwhelming clarity,
the gentle yet all-encompassing love Otto had poured into her—
a love that carried the weight of his entire world.
But…
it was already too late.
All Kallen could do now
was gaze upon Otto with guilt and aching sorrow,
silently engraving everything he had done for her—
everything he had sacrificed—
into her heart,
into her soul.
At St. Michele Monastery,
Otto had originally intended to drift through the rest of his life in numbness.
But Schicksal's oppression of the people
finally ignited widespread resistance!
Amid wave after wave of rising revolt,
the masses began chanting a name—
Kallen Kaslana!!
Those ever-growing cries,
those voices invoking her will—
they awakened Otto completely.
Hearing the people respond to Kallen's ideals,
seeing their yearning for faith—
Otto's dead heart
was reignited.
[This was what Kallen had hoped for in life—
the awakening of a will for all to fight for a better world!]
[If this was a war fought in the name of the Saint.]
[If this was a war of Kallen's will.]
[If this was a war to vindicate Kallen Kaslana!]
[Then as Kallen's most loyal believer,
Otto would not allow—could not allow—this war to fail!]
The uprising erupted.
Otto no longer wallowed in despair.
No longer drifted in emptiness.
Using his intellect and scholarship,
he unified the scattered volunteers.
Together with Kallen's adopted daughter Vera,
together with the last remaining ties to Kallen in this world,
Otto led the rebel army
into war against the old Schicksal.
On the eve of the final battle,
Otto summoned Vera.
"Next, I'll need to command the entire army.
I won't be able to guide you through every detail on the battlefield."
"So as a squad leader, you must repeatedly remind everyone—
don't panic, don't lose your head.
Everything must be handled rationally."
"As the commander, when necessary,
I will not hesitate to push you into danger."
"—Because this is a war of justice."
"Any sacrifice among us
is repayment to the countless civilians we fight for."
"But… speaking purely from emotion, Vera—"
"Not a single student of St. Michele Monastery is to be lost today."
"You are all children of the Saint.
Not one of you may fall."
The people in the chat were utterly stunned.
This… is Otto?!
Listen to what he's saying!
He could be this gentle, this compassionate?!
(Leaving Kallen aside, of course.)
[Keqing]: Ahem… this really is Otto?
[Raiden Mei]: Vera? Wasn't she adopted during Schicksal's eastern campaign?
[Clara]: And displaced because of that campaign…
[Diluc]: Every time the Saint is mentioned, Otto becomes a completely different person.
[Himeko (Star Rail)]: He led a rebellion just to ensure Kallen's will wouldn't fail?!
[Tesla]: He's completely a fanatical believer of the Church of Kallen…
[Jing Yuan]: Still, the decayed Schicksal deserved to be overthrown.
[Ningguang]: Vera… the last remaining bond he had with Kallen.
[March 7th]: This Otto… it's impossible to imagine he'll later become so cold and selfish!
[Himeko (Honkai)]: He was never just a villain.
[Xianyun]: Whether curing the Black Death or leading the rebellion—Kallen's shadow was always there.
[Xianyun]: Judge deeds, not intentions. Every good act Otto committed deserves remembrance.
Soon,
the war reached its conclusion.
[1491 — Otto led the rebellion that overthrew fourteen years of old Schicksal's tyranny, ending the reign of Risa Schariac and her puppet Overseer Marcel.]
[After the civil war, Otto restructured and reformed the organization, reshaping Schicksal into the ideal Kallen had envisioned.]
[The New Schicksal was born.]
Otto stood alone
in the grand hall of Schicksal's Overseer Cathedral.
Outside, crowds sang and danced,
celebrating a victory belonging to the people.
They praised his achievements,
lauded him as Kallen's successor,
as the man who swept away centuries of corruption
and rebuilt Schicksal anew.
To them,
he was a victor, a great man—
a hero.
No one saw him as weak.
No one mocked him as a clown.
[But he knew he was only following the Saint's footsteps.]
[He knew he was merely reshaping this ugly world into the form she had desired.]
[But… was that enough?]
[Was that enough for Otto Apocalypse's life
to atone for Kallen Kaslana's death?]
Amid the blazing sunset,
utterly out of place with the revelry outside,
Otto seemed to see a familiar silhouette.
He remembered fourteen years ago.
Her lonely departing figure.
She was a hero.
A phantom thief who stole from the rich to aid the poor,
yet stood alone against the ugliness of the powerful.
She had seized Pandora's Box with all her strength,
yet unknowingly scattered calamity elsewhere.
And finally—
the resolve in her eyes as she chose death.
That gaze carved a vast hollow in his heart.
In the years following her death,
every would-be reformer raised her banner.
They gained their reward—
a brighter tomorrow.
But their Saint
could only die in despair.
Fate's malice—
and his own hateful cowardice—
had denied her the chance
to see the dawn beyond darkness.
No matter how he later turned her into his faith,
Kallen Kaslana
would never awaken from her cold coffin.
That passion, that stubbornness—
everything he loved—
would never awaken again.
Unless time could flow backward.
Unless the dead could rise.
[Otto stood alone in the Overseer Cathedral.]
[Outside, the crowds celebrated their victory.]
[He closed his eyes, tears sliding down his cheeks.]
[He knew—at this moment—he was the only true failure among them.]
[A failure unworthy of sympathy.]
[A failure who deserved to fall into hell.]
The chat was filled with sighs.
[Furina]: QAQ Please… it's too heartbreaking…
[Keqing]: He's torturing himself…
[Ayaka]: Is this obsession what made him increasingly extreme?
[Ningguang]: Time only deepened his fixation.
[Himeko (Star Rail)]: He avenged her and rebuilt the world—shouldn't that bring some comfort?
[Ruan Mei]: Because Otto believes he himself killed Kallen.
[Ruan Mei]: Without her revival, he will never forgive himself.
[March 7th]: But… how could he revive someone dead for five hundred years?!
[Tesla]: That's impossible.
[Herta]: From a scientific perspective, the symbol that was Kallen no longer exists.
[Herta]: Unless… Otto truly makes time flow backward.
And yet—
despite all impossibility—
Otto would walk this path.
After becoming Overseer of the New Schicksal,
he began searching for ways to revive Kallen.
He studied countless records—
The Red Kite Immortal, undying, resurrecting the dead, living for millennia—
a miracle beyond human understanding.
And Otto remembered.
That overwhelming figure—
the immortal who once crushed Schicksal with a single person's strength
on the plains of Shenzhou.
So—
carrying a coffin that held Kallen's remains,
under the alias Luóshā,
Otto embarked on his journey to Shenzhou
in search of the Immortal.
The Xianzhou Luofu
"Luóshā…"
Luocha glanced at the white-robed Otto carrying a coffin on the screen,
then at the white casket beside himself.
His eyelids twitched violently.
For some reason,
he felt an ominous sense of malicious fate.
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