Honkai, Transmigrating into Otto, Path to Godhood

"…Mm." Cecilia's beautiful eyes blinked, and she moved closer, her expression growing more serious.

"I will be your strongest support, but I don't need you to be the next me."

"You have the right to keep your own thoughts, but while upholding beautiful ideals, these children also have the right to know the truth of the world."

"And education should guide those you teach, so that even after knowing the cruelty of the path ahead, they still embrace this imperfect world with longing. Beauty is a human feeling, so it will also be hidden in people's hearts."

"Cecilia understands." The white-haired woman nodded and bowed.

"Of course, if it's you—I hope you still have a little selfishness,"

Otto glanced at the nearby bushes and said with a smile, "Just like you don't want Little Goose to inherit the Kaslana name—I don't want to see your name on the casualty list in the future."

He smiled and pointed his index finger at the woman's soft brow.

"Don't love this world blindly. Don't fight desperately."

"But I am a Valkyrie, Lord Bishop,"

Cecilia's eyes flickered, and she didn't immediately agree.

"Fighting for the beauty of the world—if even an S-rank Valkyrie can't do it, then who will believe in Schicksal's slogan?"

"Don't worry, with me here, you won't be in danger, nor will you be caught in a dilemma between saving others or protecting yourself,"

Otto replied.

"But I want you to have at least one obsession to live for—you are yourself first, and then someone else's."

"I want you to remember," the blond man met Cecilia's gaze, "that for a long time now, you have also been an anchor for me and this world. A very important anchor."

They were very close, and Cecilia could smell the faint scent of perfume on him. Looking into his serious, deep green eyes, she couldn't help but tremble and feel a sense of daze.

"You know,"

He said earnestly, "Otto Apocalypse doesn't have much affection for this world at all. The reason he has held the position of Schicksal's Bishop for five hundred years is for Kallen Kaslana, for Theresa Apocalypse, for the people he cares about—and now, that includes you, my dear little sister."

For some reason, hearing Kallen's name this time gave Cecilia a strange sense of discomfort, and her snow-white cheeks puffed out slightly.

"The world has never been gentle to me. My future will be a war filled with gunpowder, full of calculated coincidences, planned destinies, mad grabs for rules, and the lies of angry gods."

"I sincerely hope that at that time, you can be by my side."

They gazed at each other for a long time, their pupils reflecting each other once more.

"Of course," Cecilia suddenly broke into a radiant smile, breathtakingly beautiful. "I am your Black Abyss White Flower, after all."

"I also look forward to my most cherished little Lance fighting alongside me."

Otto nodded in satisfaction, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. Cecilia also adjusted his collar, their interaction filled with unspoken understanding and warmth.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

The bushes suddenly burst into flames, and a man with blood-red eyes roared as he leaped up, wielding a greatsword!

Cecilia heard the sound, quickly pushed Otto away, and turned around—she recognized the man's face—

"Siegfried?!"

["Unfortunately, you missed one point—we are allies."]

["My dear boy, in your teens or twenties, are you a bit too exclusive?"]

[As wise as Otto is now, his methods only go this far; after testing the other party's bottom line, the next step is to cooperate as much as possible to help him completely resolve his past issues—of course, with a few tweaks, like his recent plan—and then...]

["What a wonderful coincidence—you would pause here."]

["The war between you and me, the world is merely a pawn."]

Only then will the story unfold linearly, while life, always develops in multiple directions.

He is manipulating his stage, holding everything in his palm.

And she... isn't she also preparing in secret, to give him a surprise?

—At least, what she considers a surprise.

"You've calculated everything, but you've still missed one point—we are allies,"

Void Archives' voice was soft, yet carried an indescribable cruelty.

"If you could solve the problem without me, then our alliance would cease to exist..."

"You are mine,"

She spoke to the empty room, as if looking down from a great height at the blond-haired, blue-eyed man.

"You need me. Your defenses shouldn't even be standing. Until I confirm that guy's death, you're destined to tremble, destined to put on a brave face, destined to threaten with death every single time, destined to live in fear of being exposed within Schicksal HQ and fear of me possessing you outside of it."

"Just pulling out a clone like this and you think your problems are solved? Heh."

"This is… my only chance in five hundred years."

"You'll always be mine, little Otto."

Void Archives repeated herself, then looked at Siegfried Kaslana, who was sleeping on the bed. Her wine-red eyes were filled with a madness identical to Otto's from before.

"The human body has its limits, but the power of that esteemed individual, residing within the Kaslana Stigmata… is enough to overturn everything, to destroy everything."

She raised her hand, and a golden light ignited at her fingertips.

"I bestow upon you an arm, granting you mechanical protection, impervious to flames."

Unknown metal attached itself to Siegfried's body, encasing his remaining arm and extending another metallic limb from the empty sleeve.

"I bestow upon you will, revitalizing your spirit, as if reborn."

A lance lightly tapped Siegfried's forehead. For a moment, his breathing stabilized, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to lessen.

—Of course, this wasn't resurrection, but a forceful extraction of potential.

The one playing the game doesn't need to consider the mental and physical state of the pieces after they've been moved.

"I bestow upon you killing intent, allowing you to break through limits, to become omnipotent."

Golden feathers drifted down, merging into the man's mind.

"Cough…"

Void Archives' form became much more ethereal. She took a step back, looking at the "gradually recovering" Siegfried, a smile curving her lips.

"Fine, for these few days, I can only entrust my authority to you."

She muttered to herself in the unconscious room, as if staging a foolish play.

"But… the fear of burning flames, you will remember for your entire life."

"Mr. Pawn, you heard about Cecilia's appearance and the news of Cecilia's clones beneath St. Freya Academy, so you came to the vicinity of Schicksal HQ to seek the truth."

"Here, you met a relative who used their limited authority to craft a special armor for you, telling you that you could find answers at St. Freya. And then…"

As she spoke, she walked to the bedside, lowered her head, and whispered into Siegfried's ear:

"And then, the heartless prosper, while the ones who seek love are ground to dust."

The man suddenly jolted awake from his dream, veins bulging, blood rushing into his pupils.

Cecilia looked at Siegfried. The man's face was contorted, radiating killing intent.

He was like a Honkai Beast of the Final Law, exuding a terrifying aura, roaring as he charged towards the unprepared Valkyrie.

She was momentarily stunned. Relying on a Valkyrie's agility, she dodged the attack. However, the man quickly spun his body and continued to swing his greatsword.

"What's gotten into him?"

Otto's voice, filled with confusion, echoed as he leaped to Cecilia's side, handing her a lance.

"I don't know."

Cecilia was also unsure. At this moment, Siegfried roared, as if stimulated by seeing them standing together, and descended like a meteor, smashing a fiery crater into the ground.

Otto and Cecilia leaped away from each other. The woman lightly turned her ankle, and the wound from four days ago seemed to split beneath her skin, aching faintly.

But it was this movement that slowed her pace by half a beat. When she looked up again, Siegfried had already rushed before her. The woman had no choice but to thrust her lance forward, preparing to use the leverage to retreat.

However, she had forgotten what his weapon was—that was Fehu Rune, the Divine Key with the greatest destructive power in human history!

Clang!

The blade, condensed with high-temperature flames, descended, directly incinerating the lance!

"Haa!"

The enraged man did not miss this opportunity. He raised his crimson greatsword high above his head, stirring up a molten-gold flame storm!

"Fehu—Unsheathe!"

This time, under countless coincidences, under the pull of man-made destiny, the Fehu greatsword, said to be wielded for the one he loved, ultimately swung towards the person the wielder loved.

Perhaps in the real world, there weren't so many predetermined fates. The so-called pure love greatsword, the certainty of death for heterosexuals, the curse of Black Abyss White Flower, were merely coincidental arrangements in the operation of civilization's machinery, merely recorded and believed by those who craved order, passed down as romantic and beautiful legends.

And coincidence… is the easiest thing to fabricate.

Cecilia stumbled as her weapon shattered. When she looked up again, the greatsword's power was upon her, the surging Honkai Energy almost pinning her to the spot.

Knowing its power, the woman closed her eyes with a bitter smile, awaiting the descent of death.

It was over after all… How laughable that the one who finally ended her was the person she had saved with her life on the Siberian snowfield.

Heh.

Cecilia couldn't help but recall thirteen years ago, when she explained to Otto the reason for saving Siegfried, and her brother's suppressed laughter and helplessness.

Truly… self-indulgent.

It's just a shame... She hadn't had a chance to repay Elder Brother's life-saving grace and her upbringing.

Cecilia tightly pressed her lips together, trying to maintain her composure amidst the scorching flames. Her silver hair lifted in the air, scattering like a desperate curtain call.

"Fehu Rune... isn't easy to receive."

Just then, a sigh suddenly sounded beside her. Immediately after, a strong force pushed her. Cecilia opened her eyes to see Otto pushing her behind him, facing the colossal, earth-shattering crimson greatsword.

Just like during the Second Honkai Outbreak, he had held the Black Abyss Hundred Flowers high for her, aiming at the northern sky.

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Otto reached out towards the Fehu Rune, his eyes flickering with a jade light.

"Swear."

"Star."

"Fire."

"Sword."

His voice was short and powerful, reducing the weapon names to single syllables as the Fehu greatsword was less than fifty centimeters away from him.

Cecilia saw that with every word he uttered, his body would sway, and his golden hair would become more transparent.

By the end, his falling hair had completely turned semi-transparent gold-white, and his body trembled slightly, as if he were struggling to maintain his stance.

But he still stood before her, facing the mighty Fehu.

All the Mimicry weapons were quickly constructed—much smaller than usual. A holy cross restrained the Honkai Energy, a black and red sphere increased the gravity felt by Siegfried's body, sword qi from ancient immortals directly clashed with the Fehu Rune, and the golden greatsword was thrown by pale arms, engulfed in flames, charging towards the man who was as wild as a beast.

For a moment, golden light crisscrossed the sky, seemingly even intimidating the sky-connecting crimson.

"As expected of a Divine Key..."