I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [190]

"Death is the end of all things."

The girl who called herself Kiana Kaslana spread the magnificent wings of light behind her.

Tears shimmered in the corners of her eyes as she spoke.

"Even in another world, the tides of fate remain unchanged."

Her voice carried the weight of someone who had endured endless suffering.

A certain weariness—the kind that comes only from understanding too much.

"We are nothing more than playthings of the gods. Every attempt to escape, every so-called victory, is merely the will of divinity at work."

"All we need to do is follow the script—play our assigned roles—and wait for the end to arrive."

"You’re wrong, Kiana!"

Raiden Mei shouted in defiance.

"If you were really Kiana, you’d never say something like that!"

"You never believed in fate! You hated it when others tried to control your life!"

The girl in the sky—the Final Herrscher—simply smiled.

"I am Kiana Kaslana. I am Sirin. I am the experimental subject known as K-423."

She made no effort to argue.

She simply stated it, as though it were an indisputable fact.

Her expression carried a trace of nostalgia.

Tears still clung to the corners of her eyes, as if merely looking at Mei and the others reminded her of something painful.

"I know everything about K-423. Her birth. Her love for her parents. Her respect for Theresa. Her admiration for Himeko. And her bond with you, Mei."

"I remember all of it—perhaps even more clearly than she ever did."

"Even if you know everything, you're still just a fraud."

Himeko took a step forward, forcing herself to stand tall despite the pain in her body.

"And her name is Kiana Kaslana, not K-423, you damn impostor."

The girl with the wings of light laughed softly at Himeko’s words.

"And what do you understand, Himeko?"

"Every cycle. Every world. All you’ve ever done is sacrifice. Sacrifice. And more sacrifice."

"Throwing yourself away is easy."

"But it has never saved anyone."

"It has never changed the future."

The Final Herrscher spoke as if it were a simple, irrefutable truth.

"Would you like to see the path of your own deaths, Himeko?"

"Allow me to grant you this gift—the memories of your deaths."

She beat her wings.

Brilliant white feathers of light descended from the heavens, each one shining with a radiance as pure as the morning sun.

One of them floated gently down—

And landed on Himeko’s forehead.

A second later—

Himeko collapsed.

She clutched her head with both hands, eyes widening in unbearable agony.

"Do you see it?"

The Final Herrscher whispered.

"Your death, my teacher. The path of your destruction."

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!"

Himeko screamed.

The images burned into her mind—

Countless memories.

Countless deaths.

She saw herself fighting the Final Herrscher—only to be slaughtered effortlessly.

She saw herself rebelling against Schicksal—only to be betrayed and assassinated by Valkyries she once called allies.

She saw herself collapsing on the battlefield, unable to withstand the corrosion of Honkai energy, her body giving out as she died alone.

Death after death.

Pain after pain.

A never-ending spiral of suffering and failure.

All at once.

All forced upon her in a single moment.

"HIMEKO!"

Theresa lunged forward, grabbing her by the shoulders and pulling her back—retreating hundreds of meters in an instant.

Then, without hesitation, she raised her [Divine Key] and aimed it at the Herrscher above.

"What did you do to her?!"

"No need to worry, Godmother Theresa."

The Herrscher tilted her head slightly, her expression devoid of emotion.

"I merely allowed Himeko to witness the memories of her own deaths."

"I am certain that, given her resilience, she will endure."

"After all…"

"It was merely a thousand deaths, stacked together."

"If she manages to overcome it, she might even become a stronger Himeko."

"But if she cannot grasp even a 1% chance of a miracle, then how could she ever hope to change the future?"

"Oh, by the way, would you like to try as well, Godmother?"

The Herrscher turned her gaze to Theresa.

She smiled.

A kind, generous smile.

She raised a hand.

A single white feather shimmered in her palm.

"This one is for you, Theresa."

Theresa tightened her grip on [Oath of Judah], her expression grim.

"You don’t need to call me that."

"And I don’t need your so-called ‘memories of death’."

"What I do need to know—"

"—is who you really are."

"Even if you call yourself Kiana Kaslana, we all know—"

"The real Kiana would never act like this."

"She wouldn’t be this cool."

"And she sure as hell wouldn’t say such cool-sounding lines!"

Theresa crossed her arms, looking utterly serious.

Silence.

Then—

"Hahahaha… Hahaha…!"

Even the Final Herrscher couldn’t help but laugh.

"You never change, do you, Godmother Theresa?"

She shook her head in amusement.

"Very well. If you wish to know, then I shall tell you."

"I am the Final Herrscher."

"The ultimate weapon of Honkai. The one known as Kiana Kaslana."

"I have lived through countless histories. Countless cycles. And in every cycle—"

"The result is the same."

"The world perishes."

"Humanity is wiped out."

"And Honkai emerges victorious."

"I have destroyed countless civilizations."

"I have slain countless humans."

"And this time is no different."

"By the will of the Honkai itself, I have crossed parallel worlds and arrived upon this planet."

"My purpose? It is simple."

"To annihilate this civilization."

"To erase all order."

"To harvest all intelligence."

"I am the bringer of death and destruction."

"The final guardian of wisdom and life’s tombstone."

"I am the Final Herrscher—Kiana Kaslana."

She extended a hand toward Theresa.

"Come, Godmother Theresa."

"Let us begin the final battle."

"Will you defeat me and claim victory, surviving the wrath of Honkai once more?"

"Or will I fulfill my duty—"

"—and bring an end to this world?"

"Come then—!"

Her voice rang like a divine decree.

The skies trembled.

Honkai energy surged.

She clenched her fist—

And above—

The clouds parted.

A colossal hand of pure Honkai energy formed in the sky, its fingers stretching wide—

And then—

It descended, ready to crush them all.

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