Honkai Impact 3: Deadwood

"Amulet...?"

To the captain, it was just a photo taken by chance, carrying memories of himself and Ragnar, but he didn't expect... Ragnar privately valued the value of this photo so much...

No...perhaps, what she cherishes is not the photo itself, but the time she spent with herself...

After crawling quietly and for a long time, her fingertips finally touched the corner of the blood-stained photo, but at the same time, the one who killed all her team members and was about to kill her looked like just a child. The "Hersher" was also standing next to the photo at this moment.

"..."

Ragna raised her head and glanced at the petite body in front of her whose face could not be seen clearly. She slowly retracted her left hand and protected the "talisman" that only belonged to her in her arms.

"Sorry...Actually, you are...scared too...right?"

She said this with an apologetic tone of regret, while using her last strength, she struggled to turn over and lay on her back on the snow.

"Sure enough... maybe we did something wrong..."

The wine-red eyes, which were already a little confused, stared at the vast blue sky above.

Looking at the several space gates that emerged from the sky, Ragna felt unprecedentedly relaxed. She smiled and gently rubbed the "talisman" in her hand.

That woman's warm and sweet smile, which was completely incompatible with this terrifying silence and her impending death...who was it dedicated to?

Is it the little "Herrscher" who is about to kill her, or is he standing next to him at this moment, someone she wants to see but never has the chance to see again...

Or…

"The weather is so nice today...it's really a good day to take a vacation and meet you..."

She thought so and closed her eyes with great relief.

Before being penetrated by three sharp spears falling from the sky, the captain seemed to hear the last words his friend wanted to convey.

"My flowers...just leave them to you."

Then, there was no sound in this snowfield that had given rise to so many tragedies and sufferings, and everything returned to its original silence.

The young man leaned beside his deceased friend and did not get up for a long time. The black hair covered his face, and no one knew the expression on his face at this moment.

"It wasn't me... it wasn't me... it wasn't me... I never killed anyone... I didn't...!"

Kiana, who had been tortured to the verge of collapse by the hellish scene in front of her and the completely recovered memory, just knelt there holding her head and crying, repeating the same words over and over again.

"You know what happened after that, right? Your useless father Siegfried found you, and then there was the sea of ​​fire in your memory... That was when he activated the "Sage of Heavenly Fire" in order to subdue you who went berserk. It’s caused by the maximum power of "Cut"☆~"

Siren couldn't help but sneer.

"I didn't...I didn't kill anyone...I didn't! I'm not the Herrscher!" It's you! You are the "lawyer" and it's all your fault! ! ! "

"The Lawyer"? Oh, you are just a replicator who has my "Herrscher Core" implanted and fused with my genes. "

For a moment, Kiana, who was already on the verge of collapse, suddenly calmed down again. She was a little unsure whether she had heard something wrong just now.

"clone?"

"Ugh!" Xilin smacked her lips and winked in disgust: "You were born by merging the genes of the dead me and "Kiana", a human clone experimental subject numbered K423. How can you do such a thing? Don’t you even have a little bit of self-consciousness? What a fool! "

"...?"

The pupils of the bloodshot blue eyes dilated instantly. For Kiana, whose consciousness had already been pushed to the edge of collapse, this was undoubtedly the last straw for her.

"You should understand now, right? Why am I here? Why do you have the power to kill those Valkyries? Why did your father Siegfried leave you? Because you are not his at all. My biological daughter, I have already told you that you are a complete disaster from the beginning to the end!"

"No, it's not like that, it's not like that..."

Kiana shook her head absentmindedly, her hands hanging weakly on the ground. She no longer had the strength to refute. She felt suffocated, and felt waves of despair-filled haze pouring out of her heart, covering everything in her world.

She doesn't know who she is...

She doesn't know why her father left her...

She doesn't know why she lives in this world...

She didn't know what the bond between her and the captain, which she had always been proud of, was now...

"Why on earth...has it become like this?"

From the first moment she saw this tragedy, she knew that Sirin did not lie to her... all of this was indeed what she did.

"..."

At first, the other party was just forced by the order and very embarrassed to persuade her not to be afraid and leave with them, but at that time she just wanted to run away because her father once warned her to avoid those people called "Valkyrie".

"sorry…"

Therefore, the communication quickly turned into a conflict. At a young age, she could not break free from the siege of those Valkyries. Under the control of fear, she begged to heaven for all the power to prevent her from being captured by those people, and then... The first victim appeared.

"Sorry…"

The sudden sacrifice of their teammates ignited their anger and convinced them that the orders above were correct. Like a trick of fate, the battle inevitably happened, and the result was clear at a glance.

"Sorry…"

But... But she really didn't want to do this... She was just really scared... She didn't want to be taken back by those "Valkyries", she didn't want to never see her father again, she didn't want to leave her only home...

But why...why did it become like this?

"sorry Sorry sorry…"

She didn't know, she could only apologize feebly, once, again, and again...

In the dark, Kiana thought of that person again. His smile made people feel so reassuring, and his voice made people feel so reliable. As long as he was there... she, and they around her, would believe There is no difficulty that cannot be overcome.

But that person was just motionless now, silently guarding the woman who had lost her breath.

Through the obstruction of tears, Kiana seemed to see his too heavy back. She wanted to speak, to throw herself into that person's arms, or to hug him with such a heavy back, but she didn't know if she still had the qualifications to do so.

"no."

This is the answer she gave herself.

The boy she relied on, the sincerity she received, the bond she was proud of... in the end, it was just an empty dream. A game in which you and others were completely kept in the dark, and you did things that would cause that person the most pain, but you enjoyed the love and care of the other person without knowing it, promoted your friendship with that person, and still... A ridiculous dream that I am shamelessly proud of.

"Captain... what should I... do now?"

She asked softly, but lowered her head, no longer daring to look at that person.

She didn't expect to get an answer from that person because she felt that she was no longer qualified to ask him for help.

"..."

Siren on the side did not continue to sneer at Kiana. She no longer needed to do anything extra. She looked calmly at the boy who was still motionless in the distance, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

"Ugh……"

"What on earth am I expecting?"

she asked herself in her mind.

But no matter what, her goal has been achieved, and now Kiana's spirit is so fragile that it can break at the touch of a finger. In this case, there is nothing more to say.

"Hmph, you useless guy, just roll to the corner of your consciousness and slowly disappear. This body...it's time to give it back to me."

After saying that, Xilin stretched out her hand and slowly moved closer to Kiana, who was heartbroken. Not far away, the figure of the young man who had been silent for a long time slowly stood up.

"That's it... eh!?"

Before Xilin could succeed, a streak of Yin Zi's sword energy passed between her and Kiana, drawing a trace between the two of them in the snow, like an inviolable border line, drawing her Separate from Kiana.